Hey! I'm going to try to post a chapter a week, but I don't know how it will work out… plz r&r!!! enjoy!
Ch. 4
"Dad I'm leaving. I hat the rain and the cloudy days and no sunshine! I'm going to live with mom."
"Bells that isn't fair!"
"You know what? Life isn't fair. It isn't fair that I have to sit inside and rot all the time because it's raining! I'm going to Florida and that's final. I already have my seat booked."
"How did you book you flight already? You haven't been home all day!"
"I was at the cullen's, telling them goodbye. Alice helped me book it."
"You told them about it before me?"
"Yes and I need to go pack. My plane leaves in two hours and you know how long it takes my piece of crap truck to get there."
"Bells, don't leave!"
"That isn't your choice." She started up the stairs but stopped when Charlie began to talk again.
"At least tell me how long you're going to be in Florida. A month? Six?"
"I was hoping forever."
"Wha-"
"I need to go pack."
She ran up the stairs, trying to hide back the tears that were forming in the corners of her eyes. She ran into her room and shut the door. Rosalie was standing there, holding a duffel bag and a suitcase.
"Here take these. I found them in your closet." She stiffly handed them over to Bella, with a glare on her face.
"Umm thanks."
"Whatever. We need to hurry if you're going to catch your 'flight.'"
Bella walked to her closet and started yanking things off hangers. She threw them in the suitcase, not bothering to fold them. She turned suddenly to Rosalie.
"What are you doing?"
"Getting things out of your drawers. What does it look like?"
"Wait you're actually helping me?"
"Apparently. Alice told me if I didn't she was going to sabotage all of my clothes."
"Oh."
She turned back towards the closet, grabbing the remaining sweatshirts and putting them in her suitcase. She zipped it and grabbed the duffel bag, which Rosalie was holding out towards her with an impatient look on her face.
"I'll meet you in your what did you call it 'piece of crap truck'?"
"Umm yeah. See you in a minute."
Rosalie climbed out the window as Bella opened the door and stormed down the hallway, tripping over the rug as she did so. She ran down the stairs with her luggage in tow. Charlie stopped her on her way out the door.
"Please Bells don't do this," he pleaded.
"Dad I'm a big girl now; I can make my own decisions. This is mine. Bye."
"Bells! Please!"
"Dad, just don't okay! I'll be fine."
She started the ignition and pulled out of the driveway, blinking back tears as she looked back at her father's sad face.
"I'm so sorry," she whispered.
Sorry short chapter! I will make the future ones longer. R&r!!!!!!!!!!!!!!1