I just couldn't help myself; I burst into tears.
"What is the meaning of this? You want me to leave?"
"No, no. Of course not. I just think you are safer with your uncle at the moment. We both know that this has nothing to do with you. Forks is no longer safe," she said.
"I thought things would change, but they don't. Things got out of control."
"You're right. I wanna go home, but what about you?"
"What about me?" Grandma Joe asked.
"Will you come with me?"
"No, Isabella. I'm staying in Forks."
"Why?" I asked. I didn't understand why she would want to stay in a town like Forks. She was treated like a slave.
"This is my hometown. Nobody will make me leave this town."
"When will I leave?" I asked.
"Your uncle is already on his way."
"What did you tell him?"
"I told him the truth."
"You told him everything?" I asked, opening my eyes wide with shock.
"Not everything, but enough. He's worried about you. I'm worried about you."
"Then why did you let me come to Forks?"
"I had no idea that they would hurt you," she said.
"You should pack your bag now. Your uncle will be here soon." I nodded my head. I had no other choice. I had to leave this town for good.