I jumped out of the truck and tried to run to the safety of the front porch, but Seth caught my arm and pulled me back into the truck. "Seth, please, just let me go home. I'm kind of upset." His face fell. "B-but-Bella. When can I see you again?" I looked everywhere but his chocolate brown eyes. "Seth, I think it'd be better if you didn't. Thanks." I jumped back out of the truck and walked through the rain to my porch. When I looked back, tears were streaking down Seth's tan face.
I started to walk back to the truck, but decided against it, knowing I would eventually hurt Jake if I went out with Seth. I shook my head at the complicated game I was playing. I walked into the house and saw Charlie standing at the kitchen table. "Renee called." he said, simply, his voice void of anger. "So toss me the phone. I'll call her back." He threw the phone to me and I dialed Mom's number.
"Bella!" Her normally breezy, carefree voice was filled with anger & worry.
"Mom. I'm fine. What's wrong?" I looked at Charlie; he shrugged.
"I sent plane tickets; you're coming to Florida with me." She sounded so… scared.
"What?" I yelled. "I'm not going anywhere!" I glared at Charlie, still leaning nonchalantly against the kitchen table.
"Then Phil & I will come and get you. It is no longer safe for you to live there."
I pulled the phone away from my ear & and hung up on Mom. I stormed upstairs & quickly threw everything I owned into my suitcase. I grabbed my money sock & emptied it into my pocket as I flew back down the stairs.
"Just where the hell do you think you're going, Isabella?" Charlie was angrier than I'd ever seen him.
"I am leaving. I don't know where I'm going, but I know I'm getting out of this damn place."
Charlie stopped dead, surprised at hearing me cuss. I stormed out the door and got into my truck, after throwing my suitcase in the bed & peeled out, heading for Seattle.