Bella's POV
"Are you sure you need to leave Bella?" My mother asked for the tenth time.
I was currently stood in the centre of my bedroom in my luxurious pent house apartment stuffing as many items of clothing I could into one large suitcase. All whilst balancing my Iphone between my right shoulder and ear, listening to my mother try and stop me leaving New York.
"For the last time mother, I am going to Forks." I replied sharply.
In the past five years since moving to 'The Big Apple', I have wrote three best selling novels and made quite a name for myself within the writing community. I am living the life I have dreamed about since I was a little girl. I have a career, in creating stories for other people to read and enjoy. I have the capability to make people feel a million emotions in just a few lines. And to me that is far more important than the things that come with it, the money, the fame and the social pressure. Which brings me to the reason I need to get away from this city.
The past six months have been a nightmare. My publisher has been on my back pushing me to pop out a new hit novel, since it has been over a year since my last release. But there is just one problem. I have a severe case of writer's block. When I moved to New York, the atmosphere and lifestyle filled me with such a passion I couldn't put my pen and paper down once. The magic in New York inspired me to create some mind blowing pieces of writing. But now the magic has disappeared and I have not wrote a decent line in months. So with the pitiful writing comes the peer pressure. I have my publisher on the phone every few days wondering when I am going to drop a full manuscript on his desk and I have my mother asking me when she can tell her 'fake friends' that her daughter is about release another huge master piece. Then finally I have the whispers and gossip going around the social circles, where people are saying 'I have lost my writing ways'.
So after little thought, I have chose to leave the city for a while and break away to a small town where nobody will know who I am and I can try and recapture the magic I have lost in my writing and in myself.
"Bella, you don't need to leave I'm sure you can figure your problems out here. Why don't we go out tonight? A nice restaurant perhaps?"
"Mother No. I don't want to go out to fancy restaurants, I just want to get away from this place. I need this, and nothing you will say will change my mind. Plus my ticket is booked and I fly out tonight."
"But.."
"No! I'm leaving end of story."
"For how long?" Renee asked curiously.
"I don't know, I haven't booked a return flight."
"You haven't booked a flight back? Bella you have a book to write and get published you can't do that across the country."
"For the last time, I know I have a book to write, that is why I am leaving. There is too much pressure on me here, I need to leave and clear my head and get my love for writing back because right now I have lost it and being here is just not helping me. Mom I am twenty five years old I can make my own mind up. I'm going to Forks to stay with Emmett. This is the right thing to do, I can feel it."
"Fine, you go. Spend some time with your cousin but just call me when you can." Renee said finally giving in.
"Thanks mom, I love you. Say hi to dad for me and I'll call you soon." I replied wanting this phone call to finish so I could finish my packing.
"I will, love you too Bella."
Throwing my phone onto my bed I sat down next to my case and looked around my large room. The doors on my light wood wardrobes were open wide and a whole portion of my clothes were removed and not so elegantly thrust into my suitcase. Running my fingers through my hair I tied it up in a loose bun then continued to work on my packing. Looking up at the clock on the wall, I saw I had only half an hour before my taxi would arrive to take me to the airport. As this was pretty much a last minute decision to take a trip halfway across the country I had left myself minimal time to consider the clothing I was packing. I knew by the time I got to Forks I would need to go and purchase a whole new wardrobe as my clothing would not be considered 'warm' all the way down in Washington. But what I had got would suffice for a few days.
Sitting on top of my suitcase I bounced up and down a couple of times before successfully zipping it closed. Grabbing the handle with both hands I swung it off of the bed and it landed on the wooden floor with a loud thunk! Oops, sorry neighbours I thought to myself. Moving to my large make up table I opened up my Chanel handbag and began ordering my essentials. My passport, my plane ticket conformations, money and of course my trusty notebook.
Extending the handle of my suitcase I grabbed hold of it with my left hand whilst my right slung my handbag over my shoulder. Wheeling it out of my room and out into the open living room space I set everything by the front door so I was ready to go when I got the call from downstairs to tell me my taxi had arrived.
Walking briskly into the kitchen I began turning off all of the switches and pulling plugs on all my appliances. One thing I didn't want to happen while I was away was to have a sudden electrical fire or a flood. Ever since living on my own I became more accustomed to looking after everything I had bought with my hard earned cash. I had just finished switching everything off in the bedroom's and living room when my phone began to ring.
"Hello" I answered swiftly.
"Hello Miss Swan, you have a driver waiting downstairs to take you to the airport." George the doorman replied.
"Thank you, tell him I will be straight down just need to lock up."
"Of course Miss Swan." He added before hanging up the call.
Slipping on my flat black suede Louboutin shoes, I placed my bag on my leather clad shoulder and wheeled my suitcase out of the door locking it behind me. Walking down the hallway to the lift, I began to feel the tension leave my shoulders. Two minutes later I was striding through the lobby towards the front entrance, I smiled to George as I walked past his desk and he nodded his head and gave me a small wave. I spotted the my taxi right away as I stepped outside into the brisk Autumn New York air. The cool chill made me shiver a little but didn't deter me from getting in the taxi. My driver smiled at me and took my case as I slipped quietly into the back seat. Relaxing back, I closed my eyes as the car moved into the busy streets. I took a deep breath and smiled to myself, Forks here I come.
...
Making my way through the tiny Port Angeles airport, I felt the temperature plummet and goose pimples rise along the length of my small frame. Tugging my leather jacket tighter around myself I wheeled my suitcase towards the pick up point. Looking around at the small huddles of people I could see I was seriously over dressed for this part of the country. I stuck out like a saw thumb dressed in my designer clothes pulling a Louis Vuitton suitcase. In New York I would be considered under dressed and blend into the back ground but here in Port Angeles it was like I had stepped into a completely different world. During my thoughts I missed the booming voice that was shouting my name.
"Bella! Over here"
I looked to the left of me a saw a giant figure running towards me. Before I could reply I was lifted into the air and spun around.
"Hey! Put me down!" I screeched pounding my tiny fists into the strangers back.
"Emmett put her down!" I saw a gorgeous blonde tell the lump below me. So this was Emmett, he's changed.
"Sorry Rosie, Sorry Bella" Emmett said still grinning like a Cheshire cat.
"It's okay, I didn't realise you were you. You've changed Em."
"Me! Look at you miss New York." He laughed lifting up my suitcase which was lying on the floor.
"Already with the nick names. Missed you Em" I laughed before wrapping my arms around his middle.
"Missed you too Bella, it's been too long. But you're here now and you have a lot to catch up on. Mom is dying to see you."
"I can't wait to see her either." I smiled.
Turning to the statuesque blonde I gave her a warm smile and held out my hand.
"Hi I'm Bella."
"Hi Bella, I'm Rosalie Emmett's Fiancée" she replied giving me a wide smile showing off her incredibly white teeth.
So this was the fiancée I had heard about in the messages. She was stunning. And after first impressions I could tell straight away that she was the perfect match for Emmett, who was a complete loose cannon. I reached for her left hand and gazed at the large rock displayed on her ring finger.
"Wow! That is beautiful." I whisper staring at the large diamond.
"I know, I didn't need such extravagance but he insisted."
Humble too, I like her.
"Putting up with him, I'm sure you deserve it" I giggled getting a small laugh out of her too.
"Hey! Remember who you're staying with on this trip Bella" Emmett glared playfully.
"I hush Emmett, you have said a lot worse in your time." Rose replied hooking an arm through mine and pulling me to the exit.
As we made it outside, the cold wind hit me hard and I huddled in closer to Rosalie's warm fur coat. She just laughed and wrapped an arm around me which I was very thankful for.
"I really need some new clothes."
"Yes you do. We will go shopping soon."
"Thank you."
"No need to thank me, I'd do anything for a shopping trip." She laughed as we stopped by a large black Jeep.
As Emmett slung my case into the boot I climbed into the back seat and put on my seatbelt. Something told me in the back of my mind that I would need it. Glancing out of the window I looked at the landscape around me and took in the very different view. New York was busy and very industrial where as Port Angeles looked a lot more naturalistic and homely. I could feel my hand reaching for my bag that held my notebook. Going with what my body was telling me I flicked the notebook open to the next available page and began writing down key words about the place around me.
...
The drive to Forks was peaceful. Emmett and Rose occupied the front seats talking quietly between themselves. Every now and again I would see Emmett glance back at me and smile, briefly looking at the notebook in my hands. I hadn't gone into much detail with Emmett about why I had taken a break from my life in New York, but I was glad that he took what I told him and didn't ask too many questions.
Hopefully being in Forks will give me the opportunity to get out and about a little more. Do more things I want to, instead of doing what everyone else wants me to do. I can go out for walks down the street without being stopped by people wanting my picture for a magazine or wanting to know when my next book was coming out. Here I can just simply be Bella Swan Emmett's cousin. Instead of best selling author Bella Swan from new York.
After an hour of travelling Emmett pulled into a large driveway next to a detached white two storey house. The house had a front porch with a swing seat and a couple of potted plants. They had a medium sized front lawn and a large double doored garage. Emmett pressed a small button on the dashboard and the garage doors opened letting us park inside. The garage was huge and kitted out with large black glossy tool boxes which stood nearly as tall as me. I looked to the right out of the window and saw two other vehicles parked inside.
"So, who is the petrol head?" I asked curiously slipping out of the Jeep landing softly on my red soled shoes.
"That would be me" Rose smiled closing her door.
"Really! Wow, what do you do?" I asked giving the garage another quick look.
"I own Hale Garage's in the town. I repair old and new cars, also restore old hot rods."
"That's incredible."
"Thank you, it is what I have always wanted to do with my life."
Following Rosalie out of the garage we walked through a large wooden door and ended up walking into a modern styled kitchen. Everything was either marble or stainless steel from first glance. There were multiple gadgets and piles of paper lying across the surfaces. In the centre was a island with a fruit bowl in the centre filled with lots of bright fruit.
"Sorry about the mess, I was in the middle filing when we left." Rose said picking up a filing box and grabbing as much paper off of the table tops as she could quickly storing it away.
"It's okay, you should see my place when I print off manuscripts." I laughed picturing myself in my living room surrounded by piles of paper.
"This way Bella, I'll show you to your room."
Following the large form of Emmett out of the kitchen, I walked through a fully furnished dining room towards the stairway. Once we reached the landing Emmett took a left turn and walked to the very end of the hallway. He opened the door on the left and I walked into a large white and silver furnished bedroom.
"So, this is home for you Bella as long as you need it." Emmett said dropping my suitcase on the queen sized bed.
"This is wonderful, thank you so much Emmett" I replied giving him a quick hug.
"No problem, we are happy you are here. You have an on suite through the door there, it has a large bath and built in shower. Rosie stocked it with lots of smelly stuff you women like, so you should be alright. If you need anything don't be afraid to shout. I'm going to go back downstairs and fix myself something to eat. Do you want anything?"
"No Em, I'm fine thanks. I'm just going to get changed and have an early night, I'm beat."
"Okay, I'll leave you to get settled. We are all really glad you're here Bella. If there is anything you need I'm here day or night." He told me softly his eyes showing how much he cares.
"Thanks Em, I appreciate it."
Once he left I slipped off my shoes and placed them next to my bed. I looked to the far end of the room and spotted and walk in wardrobe. Lifting my case off of the bed I walked over to it and swung the double doors open. Too tired to unpack everything, I pulled out my pyjamas then left the case just inside. Shutting the doors I slipped out of my travelling clothes then put on my silky pyjamas. My body beginning to go into autopilot I went back over to the inviting queen sized bed and pulled back the covers. Slipping in I snuggled into the fresh smelling sheets and closed my tired eyes. After a few minutes, sleep took over my body and I drifted off into the first night of peaceful sleep I had experienced in months.
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So there you have it, the first chapter of my new story. I hope you all liked it and are happy I have come back to write another story so soon after I finished my last one. Please review and let me know what you all think! Next chapter will be up in a few days, get ready to meet some new but familiar characters...
