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Bella 14 Years old
Right when we got to Arizona Renee had a small studio apartment ready with two rooms, fully furnished. And Phil waiting, an ex-baseball player who I recalled her telling me she had interviewed him for the magazine she worked for, now in Arizona able to go to an office instead of working from home. She informed me they had been emailing for the past 2 years, and they "Had to be together", but she loved me, and Phil supposedly loved children. Um hi, I already have a dad... Had? Have?
I went to Arizona Falls Middle school and made a few friends, Jessica, Lauren, and Angela. Angela was probably the only one I actually liked, she was quiet but sweet, she reminded me of Alice if you take away her hyper ness.
I still didn't feel quite at home, I missed Alice and Edward and my dad and Jake and... I never even got to say goodbye to Jacob and Leah...
Bella age 16
Once I started high school I met Sam and Emily, that's when I decided to change my image and let my soul free from the daily burdens of mom and phil, memories of friends I might never see again and taking care of myself, growing up faster than necessary.
FLASHBACK-
Mom had left before I woke up, because she had obviously came in my room to borrow something, my jewelry was everywhere. And my alarm had been turned off, it was 10:08am. I had missed first period. Great.
I quickly stripped out of my green night shorts and black wife beater and pulled out my red lace bra and panty set from my last trip to Victoria Secret. Over my undies I pulled on my black jean skirt that came to my knees and a pink tank top under a white Sweater, pulling my long brown curls into a messy loose bun, and washed my face and brushed my teeth. Saying fuck makeup I only used mascara and my green apple Chapstick.
I ran to Phil and moms room and reached into his night stand grabbing a crisp Newport 100 and headed downstairs, I grabbed a water and granola bar and my keys while sliding into my tan Uggs.
I ran out to my Blue Toyota Carola that Phil got me for Christmas, as a persuasion gift to get me to like him. Let's just say I like the car, and leave it there at that.
Plugging in my iPhone I go to iTunes and press shuffle, Parachute comes over the speakers calming my thoughts as I sing along...
She has no problems with secrets
she knows how to keep them
she never felt the need to let them show
and I've had no trouble with speaking
or trusting my instincts
and maybe this is one that I should know
but as I'm waiting there the devil on my shoulder stares
Laughing that the one thing I can't get is what I need
She. She is the words that I cant find
how can the one thing that's killing me, make me feel so alive
And I couldn't speak
i couldn't breathe to save my life
all my chance swim like sinking ships
this time it
ill drown and make her mine.
I sang all the way to school pulling up beside a black truck I got out and stood by my car and pulled my green BIC out of my purse, lighting up the Newport I took from home and relished in the smoke filling my lungs. Watching the clouds move over head, I didn't hear the doors to the truck on the other side open revealing a tan muscly boy and an equally tan raven haired girl wearing a ripped wolf tee and skinny jeans, her feet tucked into tan boots like mine.
As she walked closer I saw her eyes blood shot, she was high, i turned back to my cig taking another draw, exhaling through my nose.
"hey can I hit that" a sweet voice asked coming from behind me, the raven haired girl.
I took another hit, and turned to her passing it with a smile.
"I'm Emily by the way, and that's my boyfriend Sam, thanks for the drag" she said passing it to me, extending a hand as well, I took the cig between my lips and once again let the smoke fill me.
"Im Bella, it's nice to meet you" I snubbed the butt intI the parking-lot.
I began walking to Art to see she was a total hippy and I knew she wouldn't count me absent. I got into her room and smiled at her, going to the stool beside her.
"How's it going wild thing" she smiled up at me
"I'm good, sorry I was late" I blushed looking down at the blank paper on her desk.
"your fine, draw me a self portrait to make it up to me?" she grinned, knowing I wouldn't decline, she hardly asks me to do anything work related, usually I take photos outside or take pictures to the classrooms finding its artist.
"sure" I took the white paper she handed me and a coal sketch pencil and began to draw as I looked into the mirror placed in front of me.
I drew a girl with a small heart shaped face, big brown doe eyes, a small button nose and plump lips including the scattered freckles along my nose and my long curls as they were usually, falling over my shoulder in a curl wrecked waterfall of chocolate.
but as I drew myself I saw that I was very different than two years ago when I last saw my dad. He probably wouldn't even recognize me. That broke my heart a bit. Then I wondered what Alice looked like now, did she still have shoulder length straight hair? Was it still black? What about Edward? Did he have a girlfriend? Did I miss Alice's first serious boyfriend My thoughts brought Tears to my eyes.
The bell brought me back to reality, I handed my picture, she smiled,
"beautiful as always Bella "
"Thank you" I blushed
still feeling sad I decided to ditch, go to the park or something.
i walked out to my car seeing Emily and Sam at theirs as well, I smiled at them.
" hey Emily, Sam" they turned and smiled. Emily came over to me, smiling like a Cheshire cat.
"Bella! Where are you going"
"um... I don't really know, just out if here I guess" gesturing to the school.
"do you wanna chill with us? We were gonna go get some cigs and hang out at my house?" She smiled
i thought about it, and it sounded better than being alone, since Angela was still out of town for her dad's funeral I had no other friends available.
"sure" I smiled at Emily, she squealed and grabbed my hand pulling to the truck. I let her get in first sitting beside Sam I sat on her other side chatting about how lame school is and parents and their bullshit.
we pulled up at a small house, a gorgeous russet skinned bow came out in a wife beater and jeans holding a carton of Newports. It was like a dream. He looked at me and smirked handing Emily the carton.
"thanks Paul" Emily smiled at him then offered me a pack of the cigarettes,I Thanked her graciously.
Putting the cigarette to my lips I looked for my lighter and hummed at the minty taste on the filter. Finding my lighter I inhaled as it fit between My lips perfectly.
I inhaled again and let out a light cloud of the nicotine smoke, enjoying the rush in my veins, I turned and saw Paul starring at my lips and Emily and Sam too.
"what" I blushed looking down at my lap hitting the cigarette again.
"I've heard people say a person could look sensual hitting a cigarette but damn Bella, I think you turned me gay" Emily looked dead serious, I busted into a fit of giggles.
"cute too" Paul commented ceasing my giggles and making the blush come back. Paul climbed into the bed of the truck, the front being full.
"so what are we doing" I asked curious, Emily turned smiling to me.
"we're going to my house... to smoke a blunt, you don't have to if you don't want to" she smiled sheepish.
i thought about it, and I had nothing to loose, if I didn't like it I wouldn't hit it again.
"I'll try it".
Present.
Those words brought my life into a peaceful state. We had gone to Emily's and she rolled some bright green weed into a brown strawberry cigar and i hit it, and it gave me a euphoric feeling, my whole body felt...happy.
After that we hung out often and i began to hang out with Paul more, when I bought weed he would bring it to me and we hung out alone without Emily and Sam. But there were never sparks, after we began dating I waited for the sparks but they never came. No firework kisses like my one with Edward.
During the 7 months we dated I began to dabble into tattoos, I got them from Quil this guy that was friends with Paul and Sam. My first tat was when I was 16 a month after I met Paul I got LOVE written in script on the inside of my left bicep. It didn't hurt like they said but felt good, sensual even. After that I was addicted.
After my first i got a Phoenix on my foot coming from its tail on my pinky toe up my ankle to where its head lay, it had red and orange and gold in its feathers with green eyes and a black outline. It was a beautiful tattoo that Emily designed to represent the strength I have from over coming my past. Rising from the Ashes.
on my 17th birthday I got a purple and pink peacock feather coming from its stem behind my right ear down to dip into my collar bone, that was the night I let Paul take my virginity, he was terrible and it sucked. A month later I got matching ruby red hearts in the dip where my collar bone connects to my neck and shoulders. The junction over my chest.
we broke up a month later, I couldn't lead him on when I felt nothing but a crush on him. He was very upset so we didn't hang out after that. By that point I was quite the pothead, after a year of smoking I finally bought my own piece, my first piece, a ruby red bowl I named Dorothy. And thats also when I got the pot leafs, one under each ass cheek, light and dark green, very life like.
That day was the day my mother noticed I had tattoos, wow observant right? Not. She was pissed, but I didn't care, for the sheer fact that I had now had tattoo for a year, it was almost my 18th birthday.
That night I knew what I wanted to do once I turned 18, I'd go home.
I told Emily my plan and she was sad but understood I needed closure, I needed my dad back.
i called him that night. He was shocked to say the least but so was I when a woman answered.
FLASHBACK
Ring.
Ring.
"Hello" a woman? Did I still know the number or had I dialed wrong?
"Um hello? Is Charlie Swan there?" Please say yes!
"Yes one second dear" she sounded nice? Familiar even...hmm
i heard her in the background "Charlie phone"
a gruff voice answered "hello, Charlie swan"
i smiled
"dad? It's Bella" silence.
"Bella...is it really you" I heard him get chocked up on my name, it brought tears to my eyes.
"yeah dad it's me... so I want you to listen so I can get all this out okay?"
pause.
"I'm listening bells"
"so I turn 18 in a month and I wanted to know if, maybe you still want me I can come stay with you. I'm miserable here with mom and him. I just want to come home. I understand if you have a new family now but I just wanted to her your voice and tell you I miss you so much dad." I rushed it out so I could let my tears fall.
Silence.
"bells you never have to ask to come home... I've been waiting for you. And the woman who answered the phone is Sue... Sue Clearwater, Leahs mom? Leah is moving out next month to move in with Jacob for collage, Seth is away in the Army as well so the house is all yours. I can't wait to see you"
"I'll come home June 14, 2 days after my birthday, if that's okay"
We made the arrangements and I was ready, excited even. But nervous, because I wasn't innocent Isabella Swan anymore, I'm Bella and she I a lot different, tattoos and a pot head. Oh god how will charlie react?
Can people accept me? The new Bella.
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