DISCLAIMER: I do not own Twilight or the Characters associated with Twilight. All owned by Stephenie Meyer. Just playing around with the characters.
AN: This story doesn't have a Beta and I'm not an English major, so mistakes will happen. I try to find all the mistakes I can, but some slip through especially when you're reviewing your own writing.
The Unknown Being
Previously:
As soon as I reached the front doors of the hospital, I took off quickly, running back to my home, were I was going to, with the help of my family, plan away to get my Bella back…
Only if she would take me back.
Chapter Eleven
BPOV
One week, that's how long it's been since I've been back home. It was a tough journey, if you can even call it that. A lot of things have been decided on my part, and some not so much.
One of the first things that happened was my talk with Charlie. After the whole Edward fiasco, Charlie came in and wanted to talk, but I didn't. I politely told him that it wasn't going to happen, in return he told me it was.
He tried his hardest not to talk about anything while Payton was in the room, but one afternoon, he couldn't take it anymore and let the questions fly…
"Why" he asked; never breaking his eyes away from me.
"Why what?" I asked in return. Knowing fully, what he was asking.
"Isabella Marie, you listen good…I tired of playing your shitty game of dodge all questions I don't like…Just suck it up and answer my damn questions." I was shocked to say the least. Payton was looking up at me, then at my father and then back at me.
"Payton, please go play in room for a few minutes." I asked her and she nodded her head and quickly grabbed her stuff together and left the loving room.
"Sorry, I shouldn't have cursed…" Charlie said with a sheepish expression. I was angry.
"You're right, you shouldn't have fucking cursed with a child present…Now Charlie, please ask me that question you want the answers to so I can move on from this conversation." I crossed my arms over my chest and just sat there.
"These question are simple Isabella, really simple…the only one I have is WHY?" He raised his voice at the end.
"You really want to know Charlie…I left because I didn't want you to be disappointed in me. You and mom…"and a choked sob tore from his throat. "You and mom have always wanted the best for me. Always wanted me to never end up like you and her with a child at a young age. I couldn't sit there and see the disappointment on your face, the disappointment from knowing that I was following in the same footsteps as both of you. So I left, I ran and never looked back. I ran from a town that would have painted me a whore, a slut, gave me looks of disgust, all because I had a child at a young age. I didn't need that and neither did that little girl in there. There's your answer Charlie, and it was the best decision I ever made." I finished and he just sat there and looked at me, tears were in his eyes. I felt guilty for partially lying to him. This was not the best decision I ever made. In fact it was the worse.
"Well, I really didn't expect that answer…" He came and knelt in front of me. He pulled my hands into his and looked into my eyes.
"Bella, I don't know what I did to ever make you feel this way, that I would be disappointed in you. Yes, I would have been worried about you, about your school and about how you would raise a child this young, never, never would I ever be disappointed in you. You're my daughter; I would have stuck with you through thick and thin. Your mother…on my god…your mother would have been there too baby, she would have loved to be a grandmother. She would…she would…" and he broke down, I threw myself in his arms. He hugged me tightly. I missed him; I missed him so much. I pulled back quickly, thinking of what he just said.
"What do you mean would be dad, she is, and she's a grandmother. Do you think I should call her, I know she's beside herself. Maybe you should call her, tell her you found me and then I will get on and talk; yes that's an excellent idea." I went to get up and grab the phone and he pulled me back down.
"Bella, she's gone Bella, they f-f-found her and Phil on the side of a hiking trail…T-T-They say it was a animal accident. I'm sorry, so-so sorry." That's when it happened, all the emotions I have been holding in started to come out on waves. I broke down, Charlie was rubbing my back, trying to soothe me, it was helping, but not that much. With the help of him, we both sat on the coach, he just let me get everything out I needed.
Payton came running in and climbed up in both of our laps. She was whispering that everything would be all right, that everything would work out. I hugged he and my dad closer, it felt good to be in familiar arms. I was grateful that he didn't give up, I was grateful that he was back in my life.
Since that day, Charlie and I have been working on strengthening our relationship, well as much as you can do in a week. Renee was still on my mind, but to my surprise, it was something that I learned to deal with quick. She would always be my mother, and always be in my heart. She would always be with me.
But we were getting there. I officially introduced Payton to her grandfather and she told me that I was silly because she already knew who he was. I asked her how and she said, that she just did. But what I didn't expect was the words that came out of her moth next.
"You're silly momma, I know it's grandpa." She had the biggest smile on her face.
"How honey, how do you know its grandpa?" I asked and she got this little look on her face that I couldn't place.
"I don't know momma, I just do." And with that she turned around and started playing with her grandma Charlie again.
A few seconds went by, and my little girl tapped me on the shoulder. I turned to look at her more closely.
"Yes, pretty girl." I asked and she giggles a little.
"Momma, it's the same way I know who Auntie Alice is…And I saw her too, she's very pretty…"I sat there in shocked, not once did I mention Alice to her or anyone for that matter. Charlie just sat there and shook his head, like he didn't know either.
"Well that's nice to know isn't it? It's…" And she cut me off.
"It sure is momma. Since Auntie Alice is here, does that mean my daddy is her as well?" She looked at me innocently. I couldn't breathe. Charlie saw this and took her from me and I ran to my bathroom. The contents in my stomach spilled from my mouth. I collected myself and went back onto where they were.
From that day, she asked me constantly about her daddy and I finally broke down and told her, not everything, only the things she could understand. She was mad at me for a little it, then quickly came around and asked me to tell her stories of him.
Even though it hurt me, I sat there and told her how we met and everything, I left out the sad parts for not only her benefit, but for mine as well. It was nice to finally tell her what I longed to do.
My job was one of those things I had no control over. I went into work two days after leaving the hospital, and was met with an angry boss. He kicked me out shortly afterwards telling me that I no longer have a job, and the pay I was suppose to be getting was going towards the damages that were caused that night.
I walked from the club defeated, with no money coming in; I had to find something that would allow my daughter and I to stay her with a roof over our heads. I know Charlie would help anyway that he could, but I couldn't allow him too, he worked hard for that money, and he should use it for himself. When I told him this, he got up and walked away. Come to find out, he only walked away so he could request more time off to help me in my time of need. It was a nice gesture and deep down, I was glad he was staying for another couple weeks.
My drug habit was still clawing at my insides. The night he told me about Renee, I broke down and told him everything about the drugs and why I started etcetera. He was heart broken, but who could blame him. He made me trash my stash and was there that night I had my tremors. He told me some ways to handle this situation, but none really helped the feelings I was having. I craved it, and nothing could quell the intense need. I had to suffer through the nights, Charlie wouldn't let me go anywhere by myself.
It was tough; every night I wanted it. It was something that was going to take awhile to get through, and if I could, it would be something that would make me a better parent.
Today we were just sitting around the house piddling around; nothing was going on. Charlie took Payton out for some ice cream, so I had the house to myself. It was peaceful, calming in fact. I was just dosing off when I heard a knock at the door.
I pretended I didn't hear it, but they were persistent. Whoever it was, they weren't leaving until I answered the door.
Lazily, I got up and made my way to the door. A tightening in my chest told me I was not going to like this one bit. I looked through the peephole. Seven people were standing in front of my door. Seven people who were about to turn my world upside down. I hesitated at first; I slowly turned the knob, my heart shattered when I heard the voice…the voice of my daughter.
"Daddy…Grandpa Carl…Grandma…Auntie's…Uncle's…" she shrieked out and I was met with darkness.
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