Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable character of Twilight/New Moon belongs to the lovely, literisticly—I made the word myself—creative 'Stephenie Meyer'. Because she is just awesome! No questions? Good. I don't own God either. In fact he owns me!
#Karen's Scribble: This chapter is longer. Woot! Woot! Please excurse my grammatical errors, as they are very embarrassing.
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Chapter Two: Homecoming
By Slippery Snow
- - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
I took a deep breath and was ready to face the absolute worst. Pain? Anger? Sorrow? Agony? Hatred? Who knows what will show on his face. In the most possible worst case scenario he would probably disown me. I shivered at that thought. Then I tried reassuring myself. Charlie had always had a big soft spot in his immensely big heart. Surely he could forgive and forget my mysterious death disappearance and let me live life passively with him again without further interrogations. Okay, so I convinced myself with that part. But them I had to think of something sensible and sophistically reasonable for an excurse of my vanishing. It would help if I knew how I died, but that painful memory had long faded away. Even if only in two months.
Hi dad, I tried the words, sorry I scared you to death for the past two months. I'm alive again. Don't worry. God saved me. Okay, that done. So you got fish? I'll cook dinner tonight. I nearly snorted at the satire thought. Charlie was simple minded but not an imbecile!
Instead of knocking on the door and marching determining into house and giving Charlie a massive embrace in my return, like I originally planned to do. I sat in front of the porch thinking desperately what to say to the poor guy who must have suffered heaps while I was blissfully resting in heaven. Well, not completely blissful. Oh, how I missed him. His care-free smiles and his absolute interest in sport and fish amused me. He was so easily distracted.
Still thinking deeply to myself I heard the door frame click. I quickly spun my head as an automatic response. I raised my head to not see Charlie, but Jake.
His eyes opened wide with utter disbelief, I mimicked his response since I was surprised to see him at Charlie's doorstep too. Almost at inhumanly speed, he swung his long arms around my small body and crashed me into his chest. He rested his cheek in my hair and I blushed profusely. It was excruciatingly hard to breathe, but his hug made me feel immediately warmth and safe. Though warmth was not the temperature I was used to be held by, I elusively remembered; the arms of him were refreshingly cold.
"Bella," Jacob breathed my name in relief.
Quick footstep soon followed after Jacob called my name. I peeked my head over Jacob's arms to see Charlie and surprisingly Renee with tears swelling in her eyes. Everybody was already here! This is nice reunion, I thought to myself. Renee came to me and squeezed me as humanly possible.
"Thank you, God," I softly whispered.
"What did you say, dear?" Renee caressing voice asked.
"Nothing, mum," I pulled an innocent smile.
She kissed my forehead and pulled me into the house from the beginning showers of Folks' rain.
That dinner, I talked for more than anything in my life. It turns out after my 'suspicious disappearance,' Renee came to Folks more often to visit Charlie, sometimes with Phil and other just only. I noticed that the light blue walls no longer held pictures on Renee and Charlie's marriage photo. Instead, there was Phil and Renee in bridal wear and Charlie just tagging along. I pitied Charlie. There was a photo was Charlie and me too. The date was Sept 13th. Strange, just a few days after my birthday, I don't remember getting photos and who had taken them?
Even in only two months, I missed so much. Charlie got promoted but now he came home more lately than before and Renee got married with Phil, the doctors said she might even be pregnant! Then I would have a sibling—well, half. Jake often visited Charlie too, as his fish delivery boy. At first, He seemed a bit stubborn about admitting his new girlfriend. But in the end we joked it out of him. He talked a lot about his new 'family'—Sam, Embry, Jared, Emily and Paul. People that I vaguely remember. When it was my turn to talk, I worded each of my sentences carefully, trying to avoid the subject of my vanishing. They seemed to have been avoiding a few subjects from me themselves. I simply told them I was missing was I not ready to tell the story. Their eyes abnormally vacated for a few seconds then with unnatural impassive faces respected my wishes, which ruined the mood of the atmosphere for a few minor seconds. They were clearly upset.
After dinner, Charlie and Renee insisted on cleaning up the dishes and allowed me and Jacob to have free space. We sat on the steps of the backyard and grazed at the moonless night.
Jacob felt really uncomfortable. As if he wanted to say something but changed his mind every moment his mouth made a miniature of a sound. In the end he got the courage to. "We all thought the bloodsucker killed you." he whispered, peeking over his shoulders to see if Charlie or Renee was listening.
"Pardon, what are you talking about Jacob? There are no such things are bloodsucking vampire. Be reasonable," I laughed at Jacob's ridiculous assumption. Me, being killed by a mystic unrealistic vampire!
But his face turned Awed, like was I missing an obvious fact, like this untrue anecdote was suppose to be reminiscence, "But Bella, when the Cullen's left, you went…miserable almost…," he paused feeling uncomfortable and then continued, "…catatonic."
Then I froze. Not because he said catatonic, but the moment he said the word Cullen. I don't believe or remember that I ever heard of a word. But it hurt. No, I was wrong. It absolutely ached. Even though this name should have seemed insignificant to me, my heart erupted with emotions that were tied to my lost memories, as if thousands of painful memories that were suppose to be erased crawled back into me. My stomach clenched hard and once again my lungs stopped. I even felt moisture in my tears. Angels are not allowed to cry! I looked at my hands to find myself hyperventilating. Something I haven't done in ages.
I tried my best to breathe evenly.
Jacob saw my struggling with this subject and immediately stopped. He gave me another one of his warm broad hug and gentle patted my back until I progressively calmed down.
Other than my little strange act that evening, everything else was fine. I got though the interrogation; with the help of God I'm sure with the vacant eyes. Everybody seemed to have accepted me back into their lives. I didn't let that one word that was spoken that evening sink into me. It was probably just a silly memory that was irrelevant to what I was doing here. I was here on a mission, to help God to know his people better through the eye of a now-mortal. Not to be upset over one single word was I just probably a minor complication from my previous human life that caused a few tears to fall. If I couldn't remember this fragment piece of memory then it must be unimportant.
That night, I twisted and turned in sleep. I couldn't find myself comfortable on my accustomed bed. Like something was missing. It always seemed to be something missing.
Where was he?
-End of Chapter Two-
Karen's Scribble------------------------------------------------------------ - - - - - - -
Edward may be making an entrance in the next chapter. (Hopefully, no guarantee)
Your choice to not review is respected, but your decision to review is appreciated.
◊●◦▫◦●◊
I love you:
forgotten twilight
blushbunny
Chrissienuil
TwilightsNewMoon
storyofgreen
Kauz
het2468
apocalypse cabaret
silver drip
Pionts of Reason
r0b0tic vampir
Because you fantastic, unbelievable, incredible, lovely, beautiful, out of this world, marvelous, wonderful, tremendous, great, great, GREAT people reviewed my story.
Many lovingly hugs and kisses to you!
---------------------------------------------------------------------------- - - - - - - - - -