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Bella Pov
The last two years of my life had been uneventful and chaotic all at the same time.
Mom and Phil moved in together, they told me on Christmas after my fifteenth Birthday. I was happy of course but getting used to having a man in the house was complicated and embarrassing. Thankfully Phil took some of my responsibilities; he took charge of the finances though he wasn't very good at it. Apparently he didn't know how much money he made. My only job was to make diner.
I also matured. I left the little girl look behind and the process of being a women commence. Mom became fitness so our weekends when Phil was in town consisted of hiking, swimming, bike riding or whatever physical activity they conjured. That helped with my figure, no more flat chest I went from 32B to 36C according to mom I had to say thank you to gramma Marie for those, a hourglass shape my big doe eyes and my long brown hair that my mom kept forcing me to cut in a short bob made me feel pretty.
Since I become athletic my balance also got better, I hadn't had an accident since a year ago. My last one was right after I learned how to drive, I was going very slowly and some idiot that was in a rush crashed into me, a fractured wrist and a dislocated clavicle was the diagnosed. I thought my angels would help me but they didn't show up it's been almost 4 years since I lost saw them and i even started doubting if they existed but every time I went back to my letter.
Flashback
School had been interesting; I was enjoying my advance classes but my mind still wondered to my angels. I still hadn't decided what I was going to do, nothing dangerous in case they didn't show up.
I was crazy for even considering getting hurt intentionally but I was desperate. I grabbed the mail and went to my room to change, mom would be home soon and I needed to start dinner. I was going to the kitchen when I was the envelope with my name, i didn't had a postage stamp just my name in Big back letters.
ISABELLA MARIE SWAN
I opened it. Who the hell would write me a letter? I saw a beautiful calligraphy I read through the first sentence and yelled, I ran out the door and looked everywhere they had been here. In my house and they knew… they were real. I went back inside, into my room and shot the door. I read it again.
HOW DARE YOU ISABELLA, ALL WE HAVE DONE TO KEEP YOU SAFE AND YOU WANT TO HURT YOURSELF? I KNOW YOU WANT TO MEET US BUT IT'S NOT THE TIME PLEASE ISABELLA TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF, ENJOY YOUR TEENAGE YEARS. DON'T EVER THINK ABOUT HURTING YOURSELF. I KNOW YOU HAVE QUESTIONS I WILL ANSWER THEM AT THE PROPER TIME. JUST KNOW YOU HAVE PEOPLE THAT LOVES YOU AND WANTS YOU TO BE SAFE.
TAKE CARE ISABELLA, BE SAFE.
PD1. J.W says hi
PD2. DON'T EVER USE THAT SWEATER AGAIN
WITH LOTS OF LOVE A.W
End of Flashback
I cried like crazy after I finished reading that letter, they were real and they love me.
I hope they could find me anywhere because I was currently on a plane to the rainiest town in America. Forks Washington, yep. It was time to live with my father.