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Chapter Seven
On The Other Side of The Front Door
Bella's POV
I was just starring at the door.
I knew who it was and I didn't want to move. I knew that if I did, I would never return. My legs were, for once in my life, agreeing with my brain. I stayed in place, afraid. No, terrified, of my future. The only thing that was separating me from my happy life right now, and a life of loneliness, was that plain white wooden door. It was the only thing that was preventing my heart from breaking to the point of being un-repairable.
Alice, Edward, and I were all just standing still; as still as statues. They too knew that my fate, my future, lay behind that door. Most people would think that I was being over-dramatic, but I really didn't want to have to leave my life. Starting over would be too hard for me. It would be too hard for my heart.
A set of footsteps came running down the stairs. A moment later, Esme's kind, motherly face appeared in the living room. She was holding her place in her book with her index finger. I looked at the title. Pride and Prejudice by Jane Austen. Despite the circumstances, I faintly smiled. I loved the classics. Nobody knew that except for Alice and Esme. My favourite book was Wuthering Heights.
Esme was swiftly walking towards the front door. "Honestly, am I the only person who can hear this frantic ringing?" She asked in her teasing tone. She was starring at us, smiling softly. It amazed me how she was able to manoeuvre around the room, without even looking at where she was going.
I was pulled out of my happy, quiet, and calm place at Esme's soft, warm words. She would never know how much those words saddened me. They reminded me of what was going to happen.
I frowned.
Esme was now standing in front of the door. Her hand reached out and grasped the door knob. I wanted to yell out 'No!' but I was still in a frozen state.
Time seemed to be moving in slow motion.
Esme's hand turned the door knob slowly. No sound, except for the click of the door, entered my ears. It was deafening to my ears.
Then the door opened.
The bright sunlight blinded me for a moment, forcing me to cover my eyes. Usually the sun wasn't this bright, but I guess that just happens when you stare straight into the sun.
Once I uncovered my eyes, I was able to see the silhouette of a person. My eyes were still partially blinded from the sun. I rapidly blinked for several seconds.
Once I was able to see clearly again, I was welcomed by the warm brown eyes of Charlie. He was smiling widely at me, his arms open wide.
The corners of my mouth pulled up into a smile. I ran into Charlie's arms. His warm, comforting embrace made me happy.
We were like that until I remembered why he must be here.
Renée. Divorce. Phoenix. Leaving.
Charlie must have felt my sudden tension because he quickly pulled away from our embrace. He looked me up and down, trying to see if I was hurt. He looked into my eyes. His eyes were full of concern for his little girl.
"I'm not hurt dad. Don't worry about me." My voice cracked on the last few words. I shot him a wobbly smile. He looked at me incredulously.
"No, Bella, you're not fine. I can tell. You suck at lying." I glared at him. He took no mind of it.
He violently closed his eyes shut. "Ugh! This is my entire fault! I should have told you. It was so sudden. I thought that we were going to go to court first. Make it official…" Charlie continued to babble. I reached up and lightly placed my hand on his shoulder. He opened his eyes and looked at me his eyes full of sorrow and regret.
I spoke gently, "Dad, none of this your fault. Please don't get upset over me." I pleaded. "I know that I have to leave now," Charlie nodded, "just let me get changed first," I faintly smiled, "I don't want to have to go onto the plane in my pyjamas, do I?" I chuckled lightly to lift the mood.
Charlie didn't chuckle. "I'm so sorry, Bella." He said quietly. I smiled weakly at him then turned around and ran up the stairs. I could feel the tears welling up in my eyes. I couldn't let him see me cry.
It would only make it that much harder.
A/N: I hope that you enjoyed that chapter! It wasn't my favourite chapter I must admit. I am sorry that it is short and that I took so long, but I have a legitimate reason. You see, when I was almost finished this chapter, my computer decided to delete almost the whole chapter! Also, it is short because I didn't want to keep you guys waiting any longer. Also, I am sorry that Bella is so depressed in this chapter, but honestly, she has to leave her life behind her! Wouldn't you be depressed too if you were forced to move across the country on VERY short notice? I probably would be.
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