Edward: Why do you call me Dickward all the time?
Me: Because I am team Jacob… AWKWARD
Edward: Why he's a dog
Me: Well you sparkle… like a disco ball
Edward:…
Me: I don't own Twilight
Bella (Pov)
It's been two days since I gave Carlisle my ultimatum. When I talked to Edward he agreed to change me under the condition we get married. I swear if he wasn't a vampire I would kill him, sometimes he is so stupid. Who will I invite to said wedding? My sister who was taken hostage? My dad who can't even look me in my eye? My mother who straight up refuses to talk to me? My best friend who cut all ties with me? Oh yeah I know! How about the friends I abandoned when the Edward left me I'm sure they would have a ball. Of course I didn't say this to him I just got in my truck and drove away. When I got to my house Charlie was gone… surprise there. I walk to my room to lock my window; there was no way Edward is staying here tonight. I go to the kitchen and start making dinner. When I get done Charlie is finally home.
"Hey dad, umm I made dinner" I said trying to sound cheerful despite how I felt. He looked at me and I noticed how tired he looked; he looked like he aged at least 10 years in the past month. "That's okay Beck- Bella I ate at Billy's" He said as his eyes filled with tears. "I'm going to bed" he announced as he made his way to his room. I took a deep breath as I slide down the counter and pulled my knees to my chest. I tried to hold the sob that was coming but couldn't hold it. I sat there sobbing on the floor thinking about my Becca Boo. What could have been minutes or hours later I pull myself off the floor and drag myself to my bed.
I wake up and look at the clock it's only 4am I haven't been getting any sleep since Italy. I take care of my morning duties and get ready to leave when I notice a note on the counter.
Dear Bella,
I love you; I know I haven't shown you much especially lately. You just left to bed as I sit here and write this. I know you're hurt just as much as me if not more. I just want to let you know that I don't blame you, I think a little part of me did but as I laid in bed and listened to you sob, I can't find it in my heart. I know I am supposed to be the strong one, I mean I am the father but I can't take it anymore. Your mom left me because I wasn't a good enough husband, your sister left because I wasn't I good enough protector, and now I'm letting you down because I'm not a strong enough person. I'm so sorry Bells, but I couldn't take the pain anymore. I hope you can forgive me but most importantly I hope you can forgive yourself. I love you be strong for both me and Becca
With All My Love,
Charlie Swan
No this can't be happening, I run to my dad's room only to find it locked. I pound on the door harder and harder but he wouldn't answer. I start ramming at the door until it breaks. I run into the room and see Charlie lying peacefully on his bed. I start to shake him but he won't respond. I shake him harder; still no response.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~Time Skip~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
A month later; I stand there with tears in my eyes as I look at Charlie's grave, this is my fault this entirely my fault. Cold arms wrap around my waist today is the day we leave, I will be changed in one week. I will get Becca back and we will have our happily ever after.
Edward (Pov)
I sat here watching Bella change, its day three and she should be waking up any day now. She refused to marry me until we have Becca back. I sighed Bella really didn't know the only way we could stay with Becca is if we joined the Volturi, and that is never going to happen. I turned towards Bella as I heard her heart speed up and stop. She opened her eyes and they were a bright scarlet. She immediately dropped into a defensive crouch. "Who are you?" she asked hostilely "It's me love Edward" I said reassuringly. "Do I know you?" She asked confused. I quickly called for Carlisle and he diagnosed her with memory loss which she may or may not get back. I smiled to myself this was perfect; no memory, no Volturi, and best of all no Becca. I love it when things go my way.