Heeey! I am back. Sorry I've been absent, but I've been really sick. I am feeling a little bit better and writing makes me feel better. So, here it is.

"Hey. It's me" I said as if I was talking to him, when in reality I was just talking to the recorder. He hadn't picked up his phone "I guess you are busy…" My voice began to break by this point "I am just having a really shitty day, and I wanted to talk to someone. Anyone. No…not anyone, I wanted to talk to you" Awkward pause "My parents are getting a divorce. I didn't see that one coming. I…I…I don't know how to feel about it. It makes me sad I guess. I thought they loved each other. And I want to cry, but I don't know if I have the right to, you know? I am not the one losing my life partner. I guess I am being a little bit dramatic. Kids of all ages have divorced parents and they do fine, right? I just kind of feel like, like…" Beep. Beep. My time had run out. This recordings had a time limit I guess. Great. Not even the recorder machine want to talk to me. Pathetic.

I was currently sprawled on the recliner on my room, clinging to my cellphone. I began moving when I felt something falling of my pocket. It was the card. The one the man on the road had given me. I guess I must let him know I had arrived safely, he had been so sweet after all. I read his info and began typing on my phone. Riley Biers, it read in simple letters. Below there was an office phone and a cellphone.

Hi. This is Bella. The crazy crying girl from the road. Just to let you know I arrived home safely and to thank you for your kindness today. I really appreciate it. - B

I just had to wait a couple of minutes before my phone vibrated announcing an incoming text message, from Riley.

Hello Bella. I am glad you made it home okay, and you are not a crazy lady, you were just having a bad day. Hope your day gets better and you enjoy your holidays. Riley

I decided to leave it there and put my phone away. I began thinking of Edward instead, I was thinking about what he could be doing and suddenly I was asleep.

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"Sweetie, sweetie" My mom was shaking my shoulder gently, waking me up "Dinner is ready if you are ready to eat. You have not had anything since breakfast"

"Okay" I said sitting up "I'll be downstairs in a minute" She stood up and went downstairs. I was not in the mood to sit with her to eat, I was kind of hoping to avoid both of them, at least for today, but with the snow storm outside there was nowhere to go. I guess I could not run away from the situation. No time like the present.

I walked downstairs and they were both sitting at the table in front of what seemed like pasta with shrimps. My dad's favorite.

"Hey" I said sitting in front of my mom

"Are you feeling better?" My dad asked

"Yeah, I guess" I said playing with the food in front of me "I guess you just caught me by surprise" I said looking up at them "I was being dramatic"

"Don't worry about it sweetie" There was my mom, pretending everything was okay.

We ate in silence and I could barely stand it. As soon as I finished my food I stood up and went to my room. I checked my phone. No missed calls. No messages. I guess Edward had not heard my message yet. I didn't want to think, so I turned my TV on and saw whatever was on. It was a movie about some kids that had to stay with their grandparents who they barely knew. I guess it was supposed to be funny, but I barely smiled watching it. When it was over I decided to read but I could not concentrate. After half an hour of reading the same page I decided it was a lost cause and wandered into the kitchen for a snack. On my way there I passed my dad study and looked inside. He was looking at a picture of my seventh birthday. It was the three of us, and I had the biggest smile on my face.

"I remember you were so happy that day" He said, I guess he must have heard me.

"I was" I said walking inside and sitting in one of the chairs in front of his desk "I had an amazing day, and I got the little Barbie oven I had been asking for. And a bunch of other things"

"You were always playing with that thing. Baking fake things for your dolls. Until you got sick one day from eating something you cooked there" He said putting the picture down and turning to look at me

"You don't remember, do you?"

"I don't remember what?" He asked with a confused look on his face

"When I opened the oven there was an instruction. You had to put a little light bulb inside, the normal kind. I asked you to do it, and you told me next day you would. That you were busy. The next day I received the same answer, and by the second week I kind of figured I could do without it. I just mixed the flour and pretended it was baked. I ate the cake batter and got sick because it was not cooked"

"I am sorry" He said, and I think we both knew he was not just talking about the light bulb incident "I was just trying to give you everything you wished for"

"I know" I said "But sometimes all I wanted was time. Not money. I am not saying you were a bad parent. You were a great dad, and I never doubted your love for me. But I just wished you had both spent more time at home"

"I wish I hand known that before" He said playing with his hands "Maybe if I had spent more time at home we wouldn't be in the situation we are now"

"Maybe" I whispered

"I cannot change what's in the past" He said standing and walking around his desk "But I want you to know I will always love you. I have and always will. If you need anything at anytime you pick up the phone and I'll be there" He was now kneeling at my side "Even if you just want to talk, I'll pick up the phone. I might not have been present in your life as much as you needed me to before, but I am decided to change that"

"I just don't get it" I said looking at him "I thought you loved her"

"I did. I do. But not the kind of love we both deserve. I love her because she is my friend, and because she gave me you. But we are no longer right for each other"

"Were you ever?" I asked him "Right for each other, I mean"

"I don't know. But I don't regret it, you are in my life because of it, but I think our time together is over. We have given each other what we were supposed to, it's time we go our own way"

"Were you ever in love?"

"I guess we were" He answered

"You guess" I whispered, repeating his words "How do you know? I don't want to guess for the rest of my life" I said looking at him "I don't want to spend the 20 years of my life next to someone and then realize he was not the one for me"

"I guess everybody wonders that" He said "I cannot give you an answer, I guess you just know. But I want you to know that it does exists"

"What does?" I asked

"Love. The kind that lasts forever" He answered my question

"How do you know?"

"I just have to look at you and I know. This love I feel for you is not going anywhere"

Happy to be back. I loved what Charlie said to Isabella, how about you?