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Chapter 1: For Your Own Good
-January-
"That is it, Isabella Marie Swan!" Charlie raised his voice and slammed his fist on the table. "I am sending you to Renee whether you like it or not!"
I flinched and looked at the puddle of milk on the floor from the fallen cereal bowl. At this point, Charlie's face was a dark shade of plum red. His eyes were anxious and angry and his breathing was almost to the point of hyperventilation. I looked into Charlie's eyes and I felt my face cringe.
"No..." I said slowly, shaking my head. "I won't go... I can't go, Dad."
We've gone through this before. I will never go. Renee even tried coming here once to take me to Florida, and of course that didn't work since I'm still here. I was never really one to throw a tantrum, but I couldn't leave this place. Not yet.
"Bella, honey you have to stop this now." Charlie growled, but his eyes were much calmer, now filled with pity instead of anger.
"But I'm not doing anything..." I said again, like before. I just couldn't understand why Charlie was telling me to stop when I wasn't doing anything, literally. "Dad, what do you want me to do? I'm not doing anything wrong. I go to school, do my homework, go to work, make dinner, and do the chores, what more do you want me to do?"
"That's what you're doing! You're like a robot, only doing the things that you have to do. Besides that, you're not doing anything! Why don't you go out? Have some fun? Do whatever you kids do these days? Get in trouble for Pete's sake!" Charlie said.
"But... I don't want to..." I said quietly.
"I'm sorry, Bella, I know we've gone through this before, but I'm not taking 'no' as an answer anymore. I'm sending you to Renee, and that's that." Charlie stated.
I began to panic. Charlie wouldn't really send me to Renee, would he? Not to Florida... Sunny, bright, Florida. No, he couldn't. He wouldn't. I wouldn't. But did I have a choice? Maybe I could throw another tantrum...
"And throwing another tantrum won't help you this time, Bella. No more acting like a four year old. You're eighteen years old." Charlie said. It was as if he just read my mind. "It won't be that bad, honey. If you really hate it, you can come back. Just give it a try."
"Why are you doing this to me, Dad?" I asked, my breathing become heavier and faster every second. The hole in my chest was widening and tearing me.
"Bella, honey, I'm not doing this to torture you… I just think that it'll be a good idea… to just get out of here for a bit… And you don't have to worry about me; I've been fending for myself for over seventeen years now… It's just that… Bella, you're a mess right now, honey, and I think it'll be good if you stay with Renee right now… until you feel better."
My eyes became wide and I was horrified. Tears filled my eyes as my breathing became erratic. This was really going to happen. He was going to send me to Renee, in Florida.
"No, dad, please, please don't. I'm begging you. Please don't send me. Please. What if I never get better?" I gasped. I couldn't let this happen. Suddenly the room began to spin.
"I'm sorry, Bella. I have to. It's for your own good… and I think it'll help everyone else too... It hurts all of us to see you this way, sweetie. It won't be that bad! Just give it a try. How about just for the rest of this year? It's only about six months. Renee has agreed to try it again, and I'm sure she'd love to have you. She really misses you." Charlie began, but I didn't hear the end of his sentence, because right before he said 'She really misses you', the walls crumbled, and everything went black.
A/N: So I hope everyone's liking the story so far! Please Review! I'd love to hear you opinions!
xoxo- haileigh
