Author's note: This is Bella when Charlie tries to make her move to Jacksonville.
The plane landed on the runway as smoothly as could be possible when the constant rain had it all slicked it up. My rental car was waiting in the parking garage as planned – a bright yellow 911 Turbo, how interesting.
I drove way too fast, as I always do, making the hour drive in 15 minutes or so. The familiar winding path of Bella's street was soon twisting before my eyes. I would see her so soon. Bella, Bella, Bella. Soon I was parked about a mile away, and I was running faster than I ever had toward her house. I barely even noticed what a beautiful night it was – it must have been sunny today, but it was twilight now.
The welcoming sight of Bella's window would have sent my heart fluttering wildly, had it still been able to beat. I could hear Bella, and Charlie too and someone else…Renee? Why would Renee be here? Could something be wrong? All the vampires that I had known of had left Forks, so it couldn't be anything too serious…
I sat in the tree, peering through the window. I wasn't visible to anyone in the room, but I could see them perfectly. Then I nearly gasped aloud when I saw Bella. She was still breathtakingly beautiful – but she was all wrong. She had lost so much weight, and many of her bones were visible, she had dark circles under her eyes. But I still could have cried at how beautiful she was. But she was crying. It ripped my heart out to see her crying.
"No Charlie I wont go! You guys cant make me! I'm staying in Forks! You can kick me out if you want – but I wont leave! No…no.." She sobbed and fell to the floor shaking and out of breath.
"Bella, honey, it's for the best. You cant stay here – it's obviously too painful to see so many reminders. You have to go."
"NO!" And with that she began ripping clothes out of her suitcase, throwing that everywhere and at everything. I had seen Bella angry, but never before had I seen her throw a temper tantrum anywhere near something like this. She was obviously in pain.
Then it hit me – this is my fault. They want her to leave because everything here reminds her – reminds her of me. Did I cause this to happen? What kind of sick monster am I? Even including all the murders I had committed in my existence, nothing was as bad as this…surely dying would be better than all this pain that she was going through. How could I do this? This was sick, wrong. I hadn't been helping at all by leaving – I had been causing this pain. Of course I had put myself through pain, but this was different. I knew we both still loved each other … but she didn't know that.
What kind of sick creature am I?
Author's note: Okay, so he's in Forks. I didn't like this chapter all that much but still let me know what you think. I'll try to update again soon…but I've got a lot of stuff to do this weekend. But I'll try.
