A/N: Thanks to everyone that reviewed. They were so great and I loved hearing from you. You all encouraged me and made me feel great. Toeveryone, Thank you. Sorry it took so long to update but I was at the beach and my father wouldn't let me take my freakin lap top. Annoyance. Anyways, thanks agian to everyone and please don't forget to continue to review. D

White Cloud Dreamer

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.

No Longer Dead

It was a photograph of two people. A duplicate of one that mom had stashed away in her box of old photos.

When I was younger I had loved to go through the box of photographs and gaze at them. At how happy my mom and dad had once been. I remember how I had made a promise to myself to be happy like that one day. I wanted to have a fairytale love like theirs had been, but one with a happier ending.

All I could do was stand there, as if mesmerized. I gazed at the picture taking in all it's aspects. It was a picture of a man and a woman. The woman had the same color hair as me but shorter and my eyes. She was a gorgeous, slim woman with pale skin. They were sitting on a picnic table and the man looked exactly like Charlie, but younger. Not as many wrinkles and worry lines were embedded in his face and his weight was less.

Such a happy couple. I thought to myself. But what is Charlie doing with a picture of mom. Why is he crying over her. Does he just miss her or is there something wrong. Oh god, what if something happened to her.

The worry inside me welled up and felt like tears were going to fall down my face. Although I knew it was impossible for someone like me, it didn't keep the feeling away. I kept listening intently on his breath. His sighs and cries.

When he spoke he startled me. "God, why her?" He looked up at the ceiling as if something or someone was there.

"Why are you doing this to her. Please don't take Renee from me." He begged.

But she isn't with him. What is he talking about? I was so confused but there was something I was still certain of. I had to visit my mom.

I had been so deep in thought that I hadn't notice Charlie stand. He was now directly in front of me, staring into my eyes.

Shit. I thought to myself but not moving.

"Bells?" Charlie questioned in a hopeful voice. I blinked as tears rapidly began streaking his face again. It was the same question I had heard numerous times before but for some reason I couldn't move. I couldn't answer him. I knew I had to run, but I couldn't. I was frozen in my spot.

"Bella?" Charlie took a step closer. "I-Is that you?"

I knew then what I had to do. I gave the same answer I had so many times before. "Yeah dad, it's me."

I stood from my crouched position and took a step closer. "Bella, I thought that, I thought that," He couldn't finished the sentence. Instead he threw his arms around me in a huge hug. I know it is normally awkward between Charlie and I but, instead of feeling that I threw my arms around him too and hugged him with the least bit of force I could. I was having a hard time holding myself back. I guess I just hadn't realized how much I had missed Charlie and how much he had meant to me.

I finally stepped back and looked at him. "Dad, what's wrong with mom?" I stated this instead of asking. He wasn't going to side step this. I wanted to know, now.

"Well, Bella, she has," I could now see the tears once again Charlie was trying to hold back. "Your mother has Breast Cancer. It is in stage five and at this point there isn't anything that they can do. Basically your mother has three months." He looked down and another round of tears poured over his eyes.

" To live?" I couldn't believe it. My mom was, mom was, dying?

"Yeah." He nodded.

I stood there shocked not moving and obviously not breathing. "Bella, are you okay? You aren't breathing."

I made an exaggerated breathe to make Charlie think I was simply holding it. "Does mom think I am dead?" I looked up from under my eyelashes and silently pleaded him to not have told her.

"Yes. We all did honey. Where have you been?" He stared at me intently and caused me to temporarily forget what I was thinking.

"Um," I shook my head. "You know the river where I wrecked?" I'm not all that sure why I asked. I mean of course he did. He was probably the first on the scene.

"Yes." He looked down refusing more of an answer.

"Well a ways down the river and back in the woods there is a house. I was staying there with several people. They were the ones that saved me. If it weren't for them I would be dead right now. I would have drowned." I shook my head.

"Why didn't you come back earlier?" He seemed hurt that I had refused to tell my father until now that I was safe but I quickly thought up a reason. I hope I was a better liar now then I used to be.

"I just woke up. Apparently I hit my head on one of the rocks and have been out of it for a while. Sorry." He seemed to perk up at my reason.

"That's alright. I'm just glad your safe." He gave a weak smile. "All of your stuff is in your room I haven't touched it." He seemed proud of his self at this and went back to the table and sat down while picking up the picture.

I took that as my cue to slip out of the room. As I walked away I heard Charlie's voice call from behind me, "I'm glad your back, Bells, I really missed you." I smiled and kept walking.

I clicked on the light and walked around my room. I ran a finger over my desk and found it to be dust covered. I have to leave, to find her and show her I'm here, I'm alive. I no longer wanted to be dead.

A/N: Thanks for reading now please don't forget to review. Sorry for the length but once again I thought it was a good place to end it. D

White Cloud Dreamer