Being Back In My Hometown
The plane ride was really long but it gave me some time to think. I thought about all the stuff I had missed since I've been gone. I've missed Christmas with Charlie and lots of other things. I was finally old enough to understand why my mom left. She had left Charlie because things just weren't working out and there was no way for her to make them work. But just because my mom and dad couldn't get along didn't mean that I had to completely shut him out of my life. He still was my one and only dad.
The plane landed in Port Angeles near Forks and I took my suitcase and as soon as the lady led us to exit the plane I got off. I walked over to the parking lot near the airport to see Charlie's police cruiser. Some way and somehow I would have to find money to buy a car because there is no way that I'm going to be riding around in Charlie's police car everywhere I go. Charlie saw me and said 'hey Bella it's nice to finally see you again.' I smiled at him and he put my luggage in the back of the cruiser and I got in and he began to drive away. It was an awkward silence for most of the ride to my old home. "Well I see you hair has gotten pretty long since the last time that I saw you" he said. "Actually I cut it some over the summer" I said. "I guess it must grow pretty fast." "
"Well I have something to tell you. Do you remember Billy?" he asked. "Not really" I said. "We used to go fishing with him and his son Jacob when you were smaller. Anyways I bought his Chevy truck from him. I mean it's not brand new or anything but it will get you from place to place." "Thanks dad. You didn't have to I would have found some way to get the money to get a car." "No problem" he said and then I started to look back out the window. My memory of being home was kind of faint. I sort of remember this road me crying looking out the window not really wanting to leave home. I just can't remember why.
Charlie pulls the cruiser into the drive way and that when I see the red old Chevy trucked parked on the side of the road near the house. An old man is sitting in a wheel chair on the grass with a light skinned Native American looking boy standing next to him propped up against the truck. The cruiser comes to a stop and Charlie and we both get out and Charlie walks towards the old man.
"Hey Bella" says the old man. "It's nice to have you back home." "Bella that's Billy you should remember him from a long time ago" says Charlie. "Thanks" I tell Billy and turn to face him. The face looked so familiar as if I knew that face from as a kid but he looks so grown and much older than me though. "Hey Bell's I've really missed you I'm so glad you came home." But as I remembered his voice never changed. "Jacob?" I said in question. "Yes Bell's" he said as he gives me a tight hug. "I've missed you too" I say back. "It seems like forever since we were at the fishing hole with dad and Billy making mud pies." We let go of each other. "I remember that" I said while laughing. Charlie gave me the keys to go unlock the door. Jacob helped me bring my suitcases into the house and carry them upstairs.
"So that was Billy's old truck?" I asked. "Yea he's had it a while." I think back in my head starting to remember some of the old fun times that Jacob and I had together and the day my mom made me move. His dad came to get him with some other guy driving that exact same truck. Jacob was crying as he said goodbye. "He doesn't really need it anymore and Charlie said that you were coming home and that you would need a car so he sold it to my dad for barely anything." I just smiled at him. We both walked outside the truck and got in it. I got in on the driver's side putting in the car key. Jacob showed me how to use a stick shift something I wasn't used to. I had already got my license back in Arizona. I used to drive my mom's car to the store all the time. After I learned how to work the car we both got out and followed Charlie and Billy into the house. Charlie thought that Jacob and I could use some time to catch up with each other. He decided to order pizza and we sat around and watched the football game not like that really thrilled me anyway. It was fun just sitting on the couch next to Jacob catching up on the old times. I really missed it here and glad that I was here to stay.