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Chapter Two

"Bella, that's it. I'm sending you to Jacksonville whether you want to go or not!" Charlie yelled furiously at me. Ugh, not this again. This is now the second or third time Charlie has demanded me to leave Forks to go live with my mother.

"You know what Dad? I am going to leave," I said confidently. I looked at his reaction, his eyes were wide in probably surprise but then his brow furrowed and he looked confused. I said my words slowly and carefully, examining his face every second.

"Dad, I'm moving out, but I'm not going to go live with Renee or any of my friends either."

Now I know my Dad isn't that old, but looking at the purple tint of his face, I was a little worried about a heart attack at the moment.

"YOU'RE GOING WHERE ME AND YOUR MOTHER TELL YOU WHERE YOU'RE GOING!" He roared. He stood up from his chair too fast and it flew backwards falling. He paid no attention it as he glared into my eyes. I stood up just as fast though and my chair flew backwards too, his eyes widened a bit at that.

"If I need to remind you, Dad, I am eighteen, and I can make my own damned choices!" I screamed back at him. I didn't wait for his reaction because I ran up the stairs, without tripping, slammed my door as hard as I could and locked it. I took a number from my underwear drawer and called it, requested a taxi to come pick me up at the end of my street in 25 minutes. After that I hurried up and got my suitcase out of my closet.

My stomach was twisting with knots. This was it.

I took random clothes out of my drawers and shoved them into my suitcase quickly. I tried really hard not to think about what this was reminding me of. As soon as I grabbed all the money I had in cash and shoved it into my suitcase I threw it out my window and made sure Charlie didn't hear it land. Then I wrote and quick letter saying I was sorry and folded it carefully and set it on my pillow. I stood there a couple seconds and looked at it. I knew that would be the last conversation me and Charlie would ever have so I added that I loved him very, very much and that I was sorry we never got to have a proper father-daughter goodbye. Then I threw one foot through my windowsill and then the other until I was standing on the little roof under my window. I carefully slid down until I was by the very edge and turned around so I was facing my window and lowered myself until I was just hanging on with my hands to the gutter. This was the hard part. Letting go. Falling. Not screaming. I took a deep breath and counted to three.

One-two-three…let go. I landed with a solid thump and a shock went through my ankles but after a couple of seconds it stopped hurting, thankfully. Two broken ankles wouldn't help me right now. I looked around for my bag and it was a couple feet away from me, dangerously close to where I landed. I grabbed my bag and swung it over my shoulder and almost fell over because it was so heavy. I took a deep breath and walked slowly to the kitchen window. I wanted to have my lasgt look at my dad. I looked through it carefully, only my eyes showing and looked for Charlie. He was sitting on the couch with his head in his hands. Tears started falling down my cheeks. I was going to hurt him, hurt him much worse than how much my Mom hurt him. I walked slowly to the front door and set down my bag next to my feet, and knocked on the door three times. I heard his footsteps coming and then he opened the door. His eyes were sad and then he looked confused.

"Bella, how did you get out here? Why do you have a bag packed? Where are you going?"

"I love you Dad, I'm really sorry," I sobbed. I ran up to him and hugged him really tight for a couple seconds then let go and started walking away.

"Hey, wait! Wheare are you going? Don't you need money? Here, stay there. Please, I'll be right back!" Charlie said really fast, I almost couldn't undersand what he was saying. Before I could even reply he was inside the house, going through his stuff by the sound of stuff moving around. Soon he was back though, with a black bag in his hand.

"What's that? Dad, I have to hurry..."

"This bag has a hand gun in it with some bullets. Its not loaded-"

"I know how to load a gun..."I murmered quietly.

"-and there's 500 dollars in here too. Bella, I don't know where you're going, and you'll be by yourself I'm sure, so I want you to have protection."

"Okay. Thank you Dad," here come the waterworks again.

I took the bag and slung in over my other shoulder, gave him a hug and started walking as fast as I could without running down my street. It was pitch black and I couldn't see 2 feet ahead of me. Soon I saw the cabs lights and jumped in, releaved to be out of the dark.

"Where will I be taking you tonight Miss? Its awful late to be going out by yourself," the old cab driver man said to me.

"We have two stops, sir. First one, Forks Bank, and the second is Seattle Airport."

"Yes ma'm."

The Cullens left, and they expect me to forget them and move on, well if they're not coming back, then I'm going to them. I looked out the window, watching the trees go by with the little light provided by the cabs headlights. Forks was going to left behind. People are going to be saying I ran away, I'm not. I'm running towards a new beginning. I'm taking control of my life, and nobody can tell me what to do except my heart.

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