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Now that that's out of the way.
Summary: AU, All Human. A 25 year old Bella is driving home to Port Angeles during a surging storm after visiting with Charlie in Forks, but nevertheless, ends up in an accident. Who is the first responding officer? BxE
References/Notes: Bella is now the owner of Port Book and News. (You know, the bookstore she passed up in Chapter Eight of Twilight.) I also found an amazing blog called "Port Angeles Daily Photo" which I'm sure will a great help when envisioning new chapters for this story. The link to this blog is on my profile.
From Bella's Point of View
Today had turned out to be a wet, dreary, and mostly depressing day. I had chosen today of all days to visit Charlie. I made us dinner, tackled some stains he hadn't managed to get out, and talked about how well the store was doing.
This morning I had gotten up late to discover new voicemails on my cell phone about selling Port Book and News to make way for a Borders. They hounded me day and night, they knew it wasn't turning a profit. I wasn't ready to part with the store yet. I still had college loans after getting what turned out to be a worthless degree, and might one day be forced to living in the back of the shop if I couldn't keep up with bills.
College had been a mess. I had dated Mike Newton, along with a few other boys a couple of times, but never really met anyone, I studied mostly, and worked extra shifts to try and earn some money. Mike had sparked my interest in owning a small business, his family store seemed to be turning out profits as well as any other shop back in Forks. When the previous owner had decided to sell, she offered me a fairly decent price. I only needed a small loan with what I'd saved up. I'd been working on modernizing and fixing up the store. We now had authors reading every month, What else can you do you do with a B.A. In English?
In the few hours I was in Forks, it started storming. The road had become slick, I took it slow, and turned my wipers up to full speed. The thunder boomed and echoed along side howling wind and pelting rain drops. I'd be home and dry in a few minutes.
I was on one of the last turns out of Forks, almost in Port Angeles, when a deer sprung out from the heavily wooded side of the road. I slammed on my breaks, but my tires continued to slide, as the deer continued to stand in my lane, fully aware that my old Chevy truck was aimed straight for it. I couldn't go right without hitting a tree and couldn't go left because of the narrow bridge up ahead. I'd end up hitting the side of the bridge, and maybe even hurdling into the water below.
The deer flew up onto the hood, and shattered the windshield,and then proceeded to fall off as I yanked my eyes closed. I jerked forward into the seat belt at the impact. I could feel the glass spray into the cab, falling into my lap, lodging in my skin on the back of my hands, still firmly graphing the steering wheel, and tangling in my hair. The glass followed with the surging wind freezing rain and I opened my eyes.
I looked over in the seat to see that it was empty and started to search for my purse. I found its contents spilled out on the cab floor. My hands knocked the wet glass out of the way in pursuit of my cell phone. The cuts on my hand had started to bleed, and my head started to cloud.
The phone slipped out of my hands a few times, as I shivered in the rain. I manged to punch a few numbers before high beam headlights shone through the back window of the cab. I straightened up in my seat to look in the rearview mirror when the force of the other car slammed into my tailgate. I flew into the seat belt, as everything went dim and fuzzy.
Authors Note: Please review if you read it, seriously. You don't even have to like it. If it doesn't generate interest I'm not going to continue with another chapter. I'd like to see 10 reviews minimum. Chapters will get longer and Edward will come into the story in the next chapter.