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It had been a day since we got our letters and I had yet to tell my brothers what mine said. We were at home Edward was sitting with us as were the girls but I wasn't paining attention to them. Because I was so irate with the boys.
"STOP! IT'S MY LETTER NOT YOUR'S!" I yelled furious. Why couldn't they just leave me alone? I didn't ask about their letters so why did they ask about mine?
"Bella…" But I was already in my room door locked music blaring.
Jack's Pov
Crap, crap, crappdy crap. How could we?
"Mother Trucker!" Austen yelled running towards the loud room. We ran after him pounding on the door when I remembered something.
"Bella hasn't done a poem in a while." I said thinking about it. That wasn't right.
"Oh come on kitten open the door it will just be me." Edward said to the door even though I doubted she heard him. But the door opened just enough for Edward to walk in.
Bella Pov
I let Edward in. He hugged me gently kissing my forehead before sitting on my bed.
"Here," I handed him the letter before turning the music up to keep Alice, Emmett, and Jack out of my hair.
"Oh kitten." He hugged me and I looked up at him as he lifted me up and took me into his lap on my bed.
"Why haven't you done a poem?" He asked me I leaned against his chest and sighed.
"They remind me of them. I want to but I feel like I'll break if I do it. I've started some but stop." I sobbed, Edward held me waist careful of my ribs.
"But if you do maybe…maybe you could get better? Maybe it will just make them feel better." He said looking at the door. I thought about it before nodding a little.
"I'm going to go…out there." He nodded putting me back in my chair.
I rolled over to the door but stopped. I turned back at Edward a smiled a looked at him, "You comin'?" I opened the door before quickly backing up. The boys and their girlfriends fell to the floor I laughed as they jumped up.
"I'm sorry." The boys said at the same time. But I rolled my eyes.
"Just move." I rolled throw and looked up the stairs. I stared at it before sighing again going into the kitchen.
"I could…we could take you up there." Jack said when he walked in.
"I want to do it when I can walk up those stairs myself. To show that I can do it." I watched as Jack looked at Austen. Austen looked at Jasper. Jasper looked at Emmett and Emmett looked at me. But I didn't look at Emmett. The little boy that I knew. I was staring at my older brother. A man gone throw just as much though times as I had.
"I'm sorry." I rolled over to the cabinet. I pulled out the marshmallows I plopped one into my mouth before going into the living room. I sighed as I looked at the couch.
"What do you miss?" Austen's question…confused me.
3 months later
That day I yelled at my brother's changed something. Something in all of us.
It showed that we didn't have to rely on our parents now. That we as a family could take care of each other.
I still had yet to come up with a poem. But now I was about half way throw before stopping.
"Are you going to the dance?" Alice asked me that day at lunch. Edward was buying my lunch even though I complained saying that I may sometimes have to use a cane but that didn't mean I couldn't buy my own lunch.
"Yeah I was hoping to." Then Mike Newton walked over to my table.
"Bella they need you in the office." I looked at Rose but she shook her head with no idea. I slowly got up and used my cane. I was having a bad day with my leg.
When I got into the office the rushed me right into a chair in the principal's office.
"Well Bella I bet you're wondering what you're doing here right?" I nodded at Mrs. Brooke (Do they mention a principle?) "Well I called your old school and asked about something's you did and they said you throw a prom for the seniors by yourself and you didn't even go." I blushed and nodded looking down. "Well I was wondering if you could plan our dance. Normally we would have a plan by now but this year something has come up and we don't even have theme."
"Um…sure?" She laughed at me. "I'll have everything ready for…when's the dance again?"
"February 20." I nodded already thinking of plans. "You can go Ms. Swan." I nodded getting up and limping back to lunch.
Edward looked at me worried. "I'm not my brothers I'm not in trouble. They called Dean and they told them about prom. Why did I do that again?" I asked looking at Bee, Mandy, Rose and Alice. Mostly Alice though. "Hmm tell me why did I do that? I wonder." Alice giggled as did the rest of the girls.
"What happened?! Huh—what happed?!" Emmett asked curious. I rolled my eyes but remembered something.
"I think…I think I've got an idea."
I waited till the end of the day while in car to think more on my brilliant idea.
"So what is it?" I looked at him.
"I need you to drive me somewhere." He nodded to me. "First the bank then my parents…no my house." I said looking up at Edward I didn't even notice I had looked down. His mouth formed an 'o' before driving towards the bank.
I opened my book bag getting the tiny key I kept with me at all times. And slowly I limped into the bank.
The bank tellers looked up seeing as no one else was there. I saw Angela's dad smiling at me.
"Finally your brothers all finished coming in a week ago." Ah so they didn't all come at the same time first thing. "Come with me."
"I'll be right here love." Edward said I turned to him and shook my head.
"No come with me….I don't know if I can…do…this alone." He nodded rubbing my back as Mr. Weber left us alone. Finally I found it 317. I laughed bitterly.
"What?" A different voice said. My head snapped up to see Emmett, Alice, Jasper, Rose, Austen, Mandy, Bee, and Jack standing behind me.
"Couldn't keep away—huh?" They laughed and nodded. "317. I think he knew." I ran my fingers over the numbers.
"Knew what?" Bee asked. I smiled as a tear ran down my face.
"Nothing." I slide the key in turning it but stopped, they should know. "Jack and I were 3 when…"
"Mom died." Jack said softly I nodded looking down again. "And 17?"
"I wrote a letter to mom. Right before I left. Had 17 different things I missed about her." I pulled the box out. "Then I ripped it apart and scattered the pieces over mom's…grave." I put the box on the table in the middle. I looked around the faces before opening the box.
(I was going to leave it there but that's mean.)
The box was filled even with the top on it was packed full of things. The rings on top I pulled them off staring at them before kissing them and putting them down. I found another ring and a note. I gave your mother this as a promise ring. She about burst when I got down on one knee…we had only been dating 3 months. I laughed and looked at the rings now 4 of them. Then looked up to my brothers that each had their arms around their girls. All in the same manner that it made me laugh.
Each one of them had their arms wrapped around the front of them as they leaned against the walls on foot up.
I pulled out 3 pictures. The first was a sweaty young girl I knew to be my mom holding a tiny blue blanket. I turned it over to see in my mother's handwriting Emerson (Emmett) Swan January 15, 1990
I smiled at the smile on my mom's beautiful but sweaty face. It was so bright and made me feel happy.
The next was a slightly older woman now holding 2 blue blankets. The babies were smaller and were both wide awake in their mother's arms. There new born blue eyes staring at the camera men who I guessed were our father. One the back once again the script Jasper and Austen Swan May 4, 1991
Then the last picture. Again an older woman holding now a pink blanket and a blue one. Jack and I. I smiled again flipping it over. Jackson (Jack) and Isabella (Whatever she wants) Swan, September 13, 1993 then at the bottom Finally a GIRL!
"Hehe." I kissed the picture before again putting it down. Tracing my mother's face. I picked up some watches of dad's and then I came to keys a pink post-it on each of them. Show those crazy Brits! I laughed putting that key down keeping the post-it on it. Edward leaned over reading it before chuckling. I picked the other key up. Your first family home. I whipped my tears as I put the key down next to the other one.
The next item in was a box with a piece of notebook paper sticking out. But Mr. Weber intruded before I could read.
"Would you like a chair Ms. Swan?" I nodded before I saw my brothers unhook themselves from their girlfriends and walked over to me. They hugged me in a group hug.
"Who was the last one?" I asked whispering into my twin's chest.
"I was." Jasper said I looked up at my older brother. "I couldn't do it. So I waited and then one day you said something Bells. Something that just triggered my brain. You said one of your half poems,
'Half my mother
Half my father
I am made with love, caring, compassion—'
"And so I came." I nodded before sitting in the chair Mr. Weber had left. I picked up the letter. But it wasn't in my father's writing like I thought.
"Oh my dear Isabella, my beautiful daughter,
You have just turned two! I know how exciting. Right now you and your brother (Your twin) are covered in cake because you decided cake tasted better with your foot. So Jack tried it but kicked cake everywhere, you older brother (Emmett) thought it would be fun and tried it. Now I'm listing to your giggles as your father bathes you.
I don't know why I'm writing this. But for some odd reason I feel like something is going to happen. So I have thought to write some thoughts about you my beautiful daughter. 17 of them. Things I'll miss about you.
I'll miss your bright eyes shining when you laugh
I'll miss the way your wrinkle your nose when you yell at Emmett and Austen. Mostly Emmett though.
I'll miss the way little hands play with Austen's hair when you're tired.
I'll miss how when you sleep you talk but make no sense at what you're saying.
I'll miss your feet, the same feet that have caused you many bruises, scrapes, and cuts.
The way you love to read well for you stare at the book but not the pictures. (You stared at Pride and Prejudice for 4 hours! The other day going throw each page!)
The way that you have trouble sleeping in the rain so you sleep in one of your brother's bed. (I still don't know why you just don't sleep in their beds seeing as it rains almost every night! And how do you climb out every night?)
That when you eat you watch your brothers start before eating yourself.
The way you eat your toast. Peeling the crust off. Eating that piece by piece before ripping off piece after piece of toast till it's tiny enough for your liking you make it into a ball and eat it.
10 .The way you hate going shopping but the minute I mention books you perk up.
11. Or how when you smile it will brighten a room.
12. I'm going to miss getting a phone call late at night saying you're engaged.
13. I'm going to miss taking you dress shopping while you complain your feet hurt.
14. I'm going to miss fixing your vale on your head while your dad kisses your cheek saying, 'It's time.'
15. I'm going to miss being told you're pregnant.
16. I'm going to miss holding my grandchild that you created.
17. And most of all I'm going to miss you.
Bella you are the world to me. No matter how many boys I have, no matter how many times I argue with you over the fact that you take too long to come down the stairs. I still love you. I love you with all my heart and I always will.
I love you forever,
Renee (Mama) Swan
I opened the box slowly to see a charm bracelet. There were a total of 8 charms.
The first one I saw which seemed to be the oldest was a police car. Next was a bottle of champagne. Then a little wedding down. Then a little blue baby bottle. Then a blue star and a sun. Next was a blue dog. And finally the last thing was a tiny moon. Inside the box was another letter.
At the top it read:
The meanings of my charms:
The police car- Charlie always wanted to be a cop
Champagne- Our engagement
Dress- Our wedding
The blue bottle- Emmett loved his bottle
The star- Jasper could never get enough of watching the stars
The dog- Jack couldn't get enough of the Black's dog. He loved that thing
The sun- Austen loves the sun and any light that warms him.
The moon- Bella this is yours for two reasons. The sun and the moon work together just like you and Austen. But also before of the glow of the moon. Without it at night you wouldn't be able to see anything.
The last things were some more jewelry, earrings, and watches. But at the bottom there was a note: Go to the house now Bella. I took the charm bracelet and held it to Edward.
"Can you put it on?" He nodded slipping it on to my wrist closing the clasp.
"Ok let's get out of here." I said after everything was packed away in my book-bag now being carried by Edward to the car.
"Where are you going now?" Emmett asked. I rolled my eyes. "I am your guardian you know."
"I'm going…home." I said to him. But was it home? Or was it a house? I guess I would find out.
"Ok." Emmett hugged me getting what I was trying to get across.
Edward drove down the road until we hit the dark house. I looked behind me to see that Austen was there with Jack.
"You need to do this without me." Edward said when I told him to come with me. "This is you and your brothers." I kissed his cheek before walking over to the door key shaking in my hand.
"You can do it." Jack said behind me.
"Yeah you're strong." Austen agreed.
"Ok." I slowly slipped the key into the whole turning it and pushing the door opened.
It was surprisingly clean. There wasn't dust anywhere and there was a couch and a TV there along with a note on the wall going to the stairs. I came here when I missed Renee. Was all it said? I slowly took a look around. There were pictures up around the walls and another note. I made copies of all pictures keeping them where she left them.
"Let's go upstairs." Austen said taking my hand. We slowly walked up the stairs looking at the pictures on the walls laughing at some.
"That was your room." Austen told Jack and me pointing to the half blue half pink door with a black line going throw it.
When we opened the door we were caught into the half blue half pink room. The line going up the wall separating the room. Everything on the blue side had baseball, football, soccer, anything sports like.
While the pink side had flowers and butterflies. I started crying at the rocking chair in the corner.
"Come on." Austen pointed out rooms to us. The bathroom, his and Jasper's room. Emmett's, dad's office. And then mom's office.
Jack opened the door to see that the whole room was covered in books on all four walls. A desk in the middle with a typewriter and pen and paper next to it.
A huge leather chair behind the desk. Austen walked over to the desk that had pictures covering it.
"Why would she need pictures in here? We were right down the hall?" Jack asked. I shrugged looking at the huge bundle of paper that had cross marks all over it.
"I think…I think I've found her ideas for…books." I said tracing the words before looking at the library. There I could see Hamlet, Withering Heights, Romeo and Juliet, to kill a mocking bird, Pride and the Prejudice, Dracula, most of the classics.
"I'll be right back." I limped towards the master bedroom. I slowly opened the door to see it hadn't change over the years. I remember walking in here when I had nightmares or just wanted to lay with my parents.
I walked over to the closet opening it up I pulled down the box. I carried it out of the room not being able to be in there any longer.
"Ok let's go." Austen nodded seeing that it was hurting me. I was the last out.
'My beautiful mother
My wonderful father
My crazy brothers
I love you so
I don't know if my heart could take another lose.
But I won't leave 'till you tell me too.'
With that I walked away. Closing the door behind me.
