Chapter 3

Mom

"Bella, wake up Bella sweetie."

My eyes snapped open and I came face to face with my mother, my eyes started to sting as I looked into the blue eyes of my mom. I let out a sob as she pulled me into her arms. I felt safe, and warm. My mom, I missed her so much. I tightened my arms around her as I continued to sob.

"Oh Bella, you don't have to go to Forks tomorrow." She said softly.

"No!" I practically screamed.

She looked at me with confusion.

"I really want to go, I miss everyone in Forks and I need some quality time with Charlie. I'm just really going to miss you." I said

"Oh baby." She said "I'm making breakfast." She grinned, obviously trying to cheer me up.

I grinned also "I'll be right there; I'll just take a shower first."

I smiled as I watched her walk out, after two hundred years I see my mom again but I would be leaving today. I went to my closet to pick out my clothes and stumbled over my own feet. I couldn't help but stop and stared incredulously at my feet. After two hundred years of incredible grace, it was so strange being clumsy. It was strange to not be able to walk as fast as a vampire, my reflexes so slow, and my brain not feeling as spacious.

I went to my closet and frowned at the lack of, well, anything. There were clothes that were either too large or to small in there. I ended up settling on a large blue shirt with jeans. I picked them up and walked to the bathroom.

After a relatively long shower, I put on the clothes and went to the kitchen. I couldn't help the smile that came on my face as I watched my mom put the bread in the toaster and Phil cook eggs and bacon.

I took a deep breath and my stomach growled, the first time in so long I have been able to smell food without wanting to puke. I didn't feel any venom pooling in my mouth, just saliva.

I walked to the table and sat down, still watching my mom dance to music inside her head.

"Hey Bells!" Phil greeted when he noticed me, he put a plate of steaming eggs and bacon in front of me before going to get the fridge to get some juice.

I stared at the eggs. It's been so long since I ate actual food.

I picked up my fork and took a small bite, my taste buds nearly exploding. I took a larger bite before I started to chow down my food.

"Slow down Bella, you're eating like you haven't eaten in a decade." My mom laughed.

I laughed along with her. More like two hundred years, I thought. I choked slightly while I ate but quickly washed it down with orange juice. I nearly moaned when the bacon touched my mouth, it was so good.

"Bella, what do you want to do today, it's out last day before you leave." My mom pouted.

I thought about it and thought about my boring closet.

"Can we go shopping?" I asked her, I wanted to spent time with my mom and get new clothes. I don't want anything showy or flashy, I wanted something cute and to catch Jacob's attention.

My mom gaped at me; she knew that I didn't like shopping. I couldn't help but smile at the look on her face.

She then broke out in an ear to ear grin. "Go brush your teeth and put on some shoes so we can go already!" She squealed as she went to find her purse.

After brushing my teeth, I picked out black converse to wear. Clothes really have changed from now to the future. I shook my head, no, I will not think about that life anymore. I have a second chance and that future life with the Cullen's is not going to happen.

I went outside but took a moment to stand in the sun and take it in. It felt so nice. I got in the car and watched everyone outside as mom drove, she continued talking about how fun it would be to shop and all the new clothes we could get.

"How about this?" My mom said, picking up a multi floral vest top dress when we entered the store. Man, I've spent way too much time with Alice and her stupid shopping trips that she had forced on me.

I made a face before smiling; I really have to be nice today since I am probably going to stay in Forks, or La Push, for the rest of my life.

"It's really nice, mom." I said

She put a hand to my forehead "Are you sure you're feeling alright?" She asked.

I laughed and said "Yes," before moving on to look at some jeans; my mom was still staring suspiciously at me.

After three hours and much my feet killing me, we had decided to go home. We had so many shopping bags and shoes it wasn't even funny. Mom even bought me a pair of heels; I was so going to fall on my butt.

I spent the rest of the day at the beach with my mom. It was nice spending time with her; she still thought I was sick though.

I couldn't explain the feeling of satisfaction I had as I drifted off to sleep.