I grab my coat, and sigh.
"Mom, Phil, I'm going out!" Now that we were in Chicago for Phil's baseball, I wasn't allowed to go out after dark, so going for a walk and a soda would have to slip in somewhere before then. I smile warmly at the receptionist, before pulling the warmth of my garment towards me. I spot a small coffee shop across the street, and carefully cross over. Several men glare at me from an alley next to a pizzeria, but I keep my eyes on the coffee shop, ready to run if need be. They never come.
The coffee shop is a little niche thing, with wooden beams. I guess that's what Chicago is all about. Tomorrow I would be leaving for Forks, to live with my dad and sister Bella, she left last week, but due to something here, we thought it would be better for me to go then. The lady at the counter passes me my order, a blueberry muffins and a mocha, before I head back to the hotel. As I walk, I hum the words to my favourite songs mashed together, bobbing my brunette head as the internal rhythm bounced along. An ache in my chest begind as soon as I get inside, taking a seat, the receptionist asks me how I am. "Really sick, actually. My doctor doesn't know what it is." She purses her lips, not knowing how to respond. "It's ok, you don't have to help me." She does anyways, assisting me to the elevator- where she leaves me. And as I approach our room, I sigh, ready for the cascade of questions that would come from my mother's mouth, asking me where did been, why had I been gone for so long... That was just her thing. I open the door, but her and Phil are just casually sitting watching TV. "Oh hey honey, what's up?" She calmly asks, and I smile.
"Thanks mom." I walk up to the couch, and squeeze inbetween them. "I'll miss you guys... But I can't wait to see dad again." Every weekend I called dad, we chatted about Forks, then Phoenix, then his friends, then mine. And every year I visited, Bella was always too tired, or too busy to come with me, but dad and I both knew that she just didn't want her already complicated life getting... Well, complicated.
"Well kiddo, we're always at the end of the phone, just ring up whenever you want." Phil rubs my arm and I lean into his shoulder, watching as the news man on the TV spoke about foreign affairs. "I need to finish packing..." I say, but my eyes flutter closed as I say so. "Don't worry Bumble bee, I'll finish it off..." Was the last thing I heard before I drifted off.
At the airport, dad stands, Bella in tow, smiling awkwardly as I pull my small case towards them. "Hey daddy!" I wrap my arms around his torso, and he puts his around my neck. "I missed you Bumble bee." I giggle, and let him grab my case as I hug Bella.
"Are you ok Bee? How was your chest?" I shrug.
"I got dosed up before the flight, still on cloud nine as we speak!" I link arms with my slightly taller, older non identical twin sister as we come out, spreads to go home. "So uh, I knew that guys don't share a room anyone at your mom's but..." I nod.
"It's ok dad, Bells is the one you should be apologising to, I'm the one who kicks!" Bella smirks, and peers back out of the window.
"Hey dad, can we go to the dinner tonight? I feel like having steak..." Dad perks up a bit and smiles. "What do you think Bells? A back to school dinner?" Bella nods, still in a world of her own, so as me and dad chat about my new hair cut, from down to my waist, to about where Bella's is. "And, home sweet home! I left the room how you decorated last year, I just washed the sheets though." I smile, and take my own case inside, where I smile at the familiar scent and feel of home. "Thanks dad." I say, and I can feel him chuckle from behind in pride. Bella helps me with my case upstairs, and I take my pills out of my pocket, shoving the five down my throat at once. My sister sadly smiles at me, but I brush it off. Our room is purple, everything! I love it, much to Bella's dismay, she probably said to dad that it was fine though. We also have to share a queen sized bed, which is ok since I get super cold at night. I see a van pull up in front of the house, and i squint, recognising the figures getting out of it. "The Blacks! I yell, rushing down the stairs, and just as the drugs kick in I trip, flying out the door, and into Jacob. "Woah there! Calm yourself down bumble bee!" I hug him so tightly that he has to gasp a bit. "I missed you guys! Where's your dad?" From behind Billy grins, and I hug him, not quite as hard. "Hey I never got a hug that hard Bumble bee!" Dad chuckles, and I smile at him.
"God I missed home so much!" I exclaim, Bella momentarily tenses, but with a look I silence her body language. "So Bella, are we still on for dinner tonight?" Bella's face lights up, and she nods.
"Totally, I'll be ready at eight." He grins, and gives me a peck on the forehead. "Cool, we'll be watching baseball in here so," my head begins to spin a bit, and I kick into Jake, they all silently give me a sorry look, but I smile it off. "Just my pills making me as high as firework!" The casual nature of my words put them all into uncomfortable ease, but it's better to not have them worry. "Well you guys have fun, I need to unpack and stuff!" I smile to them, and walk upstairs, where Bella joins me. "You didn't have to lie like that Aprilynne." I tense at my real name.
"Bee, I prefer Bee to Aprilynne or whatever!" I complain. she sighs, and helps me unpack my stuff, before I come across a little bumble bee plush stowed away in the corner. "Mom..." I caress the fluffy insect, before debating which side of the bed was mine, I got the side nearest to the window... That's so great for my bad circulation! I change into some of Bella's fluffiest pjs, and sulk in bed. I feel my face pale, and I close my eyes, wishing for the pain to go away. Bella comes in, and lies next to me, cuddling up. "I'm your sister Bee, you shouldn't lie to me, are you ok for school tomorrow?" I nod from within my alcove of sheets, and smile. "Bells, will you make me lasagne tomorrow?" I ask, and she chuckles.
"Sure Bee..." She murmurs, hugging me some more. I hope that soon, I'll get better, and then be able to start my life properly.