Hello everyone! Thank you for the great reviews. It helped me a lot to type up this next chapter. Sorry for keeping you all waiting so long. Had a few issues going on with family but things are better now so I'm back with this chapter for you all. Please let me know what you think!
-Tish
Chapter Two
With only having to be on the plane for two hours, the next hour in the car was filled with nothing but complete silence as we had to drive home from the Seattle airport to Forks and Charlie had tried his best to make small talk but it didn't last that long. It felt good to know that he tried to make things less awkward between us but it's just the way we are together. We were practically the same person.
Finally pulling up to the house, seeing that nothing about it had changed since the last time I'd seen it but only the tree in the front of the house that got a bit bigger and taller as the house. I grabbed two of my bags, letting Charlie get the rest since he was offering and went ahead inside, gazing around, remembering it all so much from my childhood which brought a bit of a smile to my face. He led me upstairs to the door at the end of the hallway and noticed that it was my old bedroom. It was the room I would sleep in whenever I came to visit but the paint and the furniture were different.
"Had a lady in town work on it while I went to get you." Charlie said as he set my bags down in the corner and turned to me.
"Thanks." I said with a slight smile.
"Um, well," he wasn't sure what to say as he struggled to find words to say towards me.
Charlie had always had a problem keeping a conversation going.
"I'll let you get settled in and if you get hungry later I'll take you out to the diner in town." He said softly.
All I did was nod my head at him as he came towards me placing a kiss on my head soon leaving me alone in my room and looked around my room for a moment before getting to work on unpacking my things Opening one of my boxes, I began to set up everything in my new room, placing the things in the right spot of where I wanted them. Smiling at how everything looked, I reached into the box to get the last thing and the smile faded, as it was the picture of my mom and me. My heart dropped as my eyes stared down at the picture, seeing her face with that smile of hers. Her laugh and the sound of her voice rang in my mind. Just the thought of waking up and never seeing her face like I always did. Feeling her warm morning hugs; the hugs that made you so happy and warm inside. But now, she was gone. Forever.
Without realizing that I was crying, I looked up to see my dad standing there at the doorway of my room.
"Bella." he whispered and walked over to the bed sitting down next to me, hugging me in his arms and once again, I broke down.
"It's okay. Just relax, Bells." He said softly, rubbing my back gently.
"I can't- I want this all to be a dream-" I cried against his chest, my tears staining his shirt.
"I know, bells, I know. I'm sorry I can't make it all better." He said letting out a sigh.
Minutes passed before we departed from each other, my tears staining my cheek, and looked up at my dad.
"I'm sorry." I whispered, sniffling a bit, knowing that it was probably stupid of me to break down crying again.
"You have no reason for being sorry, Bella." Charlie said cleaning some tears that were left.
"Is it okay if I skip dinner? I'm not really hungry."
"Yeah, sure. Just make sure try to eat a little something later on. Don't want you to go without eating." He told me seriously.
Nodding my head at him, he left my room and I just lay in my bed, my body feeling so tired from all that's happened the past two days.
As soon as my eyes closed, my nightmares took over and all that was in my head were the very last images of my mom and the sound of her screams that repeated over and over until I woke up gasping for air. My eyes wondered as I realized I was back in my room and gazed over at my nightstand seeing the clock read, 4:32 am. Running my hand through my hair, feeling that my body was covered in sweat from the dream, There was no way I was going to be able to get back to sleep after all this.
After washing my face with cold water, I headed downstairs and into the kitchen to find something to munch on since my stomach was growling a little. Scanning through the fridge and the cabinets, I finally found something to eat. Fixing up a turkey sandwich with a few potato chips, I sat at the table with one of the lights on, eating it slowly but still with this feeling, I threw the rest of it away after eating only a bit of it. Drinking down a glass of water and laid the glass in the sink, I headed back up to my room and just watched a little TV, trying my best to get my mind off of things.
The sun finally came out, shining bright through my window and I fought in and out of sleep but opened my eyes fully seeing Charlie opening my door, peaking his head in.
"Oh, hey, you're awake already." He said opening it all the way now and gave me a small smile.
"Yeah, couldn't really sleep much." I replied, sitting up on my bed.
"Me neither." He said letting out a breath, laying his hands in his pockets.
"Do you want me to cook you some breakfast?" I asked him brushing my hair away from my face and looked back over at him.
"No, I'll be fine. We've got snacks down at the station." He answered with a weak smile. "Will you be okay without me here today?"
"Yeah. Don't worry about it. I'll be fine." I said giving him a smile to reassure him.
"Are you sure? I could just call in and stay here." Charlie said and I could tell he was really worried to leave me here.
I did my best to keep the smile. "Yes dad, really. Now go get ready before I call the cops to come take you away."
Charlie chuckled and nodded his head towards me not arguing anymore with me.
He soon hugged me tightly as we stood there by the door of the living room and I wrapped my arms around him, hugging him back. He told me to call him if there was anything that I needed and that he would be home later on this afternoon. Closing the door after watching him climb in the car and drive off, I turned to face the living room, hearing nothing but complete silence.
Once again, I was alone.
