OK, super sorry, it's been FOREVER! :(

this'll be a different way of writing and I semi-forgot what the point of this story was supposed to be, but here we go, again, very, very sorry!

I quickly rushed up the stairs, slipping into a shower that was so hot it turned my skin partially red. I used my favorite strawberry shampoo and conditioner, leaving it in extra long to make and hair even more smooth. My vanilla body wash put me in a better mood, but i started feeling queasy when my poofy-wash-thing broke some scabs on my wrist and blood slowly trickled down my hand. Thats when i heard the crying, and rushed out of the shower into the room next to me.

Marley was grippping the sides of her crib so that her fingers were red and the tips were white. her eyes were red and kind of puffy, but they lit up when they saw me, but her mouth formed a pout like it always does when she sees the slits on my wrist, as if she knows what I do to myself everynight before bed. I lifted her out of her crib onto my hip and told her my plans as I went down to get her some baby food.

My voice was quiet and sad as I tip-toed over the broken glass at the bottom step. "Marley, honey, we leaving this place, OK?"

I knew she couldnt fully comprehend what I was saying, but the look on her face made it seem like she did. I kissed her forhead and continued. "We're going to pack are bags right now, and phone your grandfather, saying we're going there to stay awhile, OK? And you won't have to grow up with Renee's critism like I did."

After I fed her we went upstairs to pack. I managed to put everything we needed in only three suitcases and a carry-on, finishing it off with Marley's purple stuffed elephant and deciding not to take a razor. I was switching to wax.

I piled our luggage into my old rusty red waggon from the garage that I had had as a kid, Marley was still placed on my hip. We went two blocks over, to my aunt's house on my father's side, I knew that she would help, she's always supported me with my problems, especially with my mother and taking care of Marley.

As soon as I got to her house her car pulled into the driveway. She got out of the car with a skeptical expression but motioned me into the house, getting us drinks -coffee for me and apple juice for Marley- and seating us at the table. She made a last second decision to grab a box of Kleenex. Then demanded to know what we were up to, and I told her, and she started crying. She hated me not being happy and Marley being in danger. I could tell she was going to miss us, but knew it was for the best.

After she used up half the box of Kleenex, she agreed to help. she was going to take us to the airport and pay for our flight, even though I argued that it wasn't something I wanted her to do, and that I should pay. Sniffling, she said, "I'm so worried for you. If only I could assure you'd be safe." She touched my arm, then cupped my daughter's face. "Ever since that night... I'm afraid for your safety."

"It'll be fine, don't worry."

Her eyes were serious when she responded. "Everyone needs somebody to worry for them. God knows your mother doesn't" She looked at the fresh cuts on my hands from me and my mother's arguement. I looked down, almost ashamed.

"I'm coming with you, just for awhile." She decided, "It's about time I saw Charlie again anyway"

"But Aunty-"

"No. Don't argue. I understand how you feel, but people NEED to be cared for sometimes, especially when they care for others so well." She looked lovingly at Marley, who was attempting to get more juice from her sippy cup by hitting it on the high chair that my aunt bought for when she watched Marley."

"I'll just stay there with you for awhile, to watch Marley while you get used to your surroundings." She smiled. "You still have school to worry about, your in trouble as it is. Now, lets go, we have to catch a flight." I played a little game with Marley, then loaded everything into my Aunt's car while she packed her bags.

She seemed almost tense as she got into the car and muttered to herself, "I'll call work at the airport."

Marley made and excited high-pitched noise. She loved car rides. I just hoped she loved airplane rides too.

At the aiport my aunt delt with the person that sold the tickets and Marley pointed at the strange people and just gawked when I scolded her.

My aunt walked back with tickets in hand and huffed. "People."

We pushed through the crowd to security hurredly, we didn't exactly have much time. Marley cried and shoved her face into my shirt when we went through security, making scared noises when she saw the large men standing at the side, but settled when we were boarding the plane, amazingly enough, we didnt get as much of a hassle as I expected.

I suddenly realized Charlie didn't know we were coming and grabbed my aunt's cell. He picked up after two rings.

"Hello?"

"Hi, ugh, Dad."

"Bella? What are you doing calling from your aunt's phone? You sound almost worried, what's wrong?" He stumbled through the questions, but I could here the sencerity in his voice.

"Is it at all possible that you could be at the Port Angeles Airport at eight?"

"Yes. But why?"

"Sorry, Dad, but I don't have time to explain. It's me, Marley and aunty coming, OK? There's a stewardess telling me to put the phone away. Bye, see you soon." I knew it was blunt and I'd have to explain alot when I saw Charlie, but I snapped the phone shut and returned it to my aunt's carry-on.

Marley fell asleep almost immediately, she had tuckered herself out from the exciting car ride. My aunt became engrosed in the movie playing, and I became very amused by a thread sticking off my jeans.

The time past very slowly so I went through every motion I did very slowly trying to fill every second, and, eventually I called for a pillow from a stewardess and fell asleep quickly, when I awoke, we were landing.

Marley was sitting beside my happily, playing with her feet. I looked curiosly at my aunt. "You were in such a deep sleep, you didn't even wake when she started crying, I didn't want to wake you so I took care of her."

"Oh, you didn't have to-"

"Stop that."

"Fine."

The pilot's voice came echoing throughout the plane. "Please remain seated, we are about to land."

I hugged myself around the waist and mentally prepared myself to see my father again after such a long time.

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