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This story will be told in a third person setting but will jump around to different characters when they are not in the same location.
Charlie
"So Mr. Cullen, you're turning 34 in a couple of days and still haven't quite settled down. What would you say you're looking for in the perfect women?"
"Well no one is perfect," Edward said, with a slight chuckle. "But I think for me it's going to be someone who has the same dreams as I do. A family of our own, someone who needs me as much as I need them. I want to give this girl, whoever and wherever she may be, the best that life can offer."
His eyes wandered off at the last part of his statement thinking about how long he has longed for someone to share his life with. That will be proud of and genuinely happy for him and all the things he has succeeded in. Unfortunately after a couple long term relationship burns and a random girl here and there he never could quite find her.
The reported cleared her throat, bringing him back to the present, "So then it's safe to say your still on the market?" she questioned with a small smirk.
"I guess you could say that…."
Charlie's thoughts were interrupted by the squeaky hinges of his hospital door as it opened.
"Hi dad," Bella said quietly, in case he was resting. "How are you feeling today?" she asked as she set her book bag down on the small sofa by the window. She looked over at her dad and smiled at him. She was so blessed to have such an amazing father.
In reality though every day with Charlie was a blessing and had been for the past 4 years after they learned he was fighting cancer. Lung cancer to be exact and after 4 years of off and on treatment, hope of remission and multiple medical study fails it seemed they were at the end of the road. At least close to the end it felt like to Bella.
"I'm feeling good Bells," Charlie said but Bella saw the grimace at the end of his statement. She knew he was lying even if she hadn't seen his face, truth is Charlie has not "felt good" in over two and a half years. The treatments although never making him feel better had started to really take a toll on him recently and as much as Bella tried to deny it she knew he was nearing the end of his fight. His skin was paler than usual and his eyes were beginning to have a yellow tint to them, she also noticed his cheek bones were more prominent than even last week. The thought of losing her father soon made her sick to her stomach especially since he was all she had left.
Bella's mom Renee, the love of Charlie's life, died when she was just four years old in a car accident. She was on her way home from work, rushing like she always did, or so Charlie says when she was struck head on by a drunk driver. It was the night of Bella's first dance recital and Charlie will forever be grateful he decided to pick her up from daycare that day.
"I'm glad to hear that," she said while giving him a weak smile. She didn't want him to see how worried she was or had become within just a couple days. Her father was her hero and she knows he hated to be thought of as weak by anyone much less her. So she came to the hospital every day and put on a brave smile.
They sat in comfortable silence for the next couple of hours, Bella did her homework for probably one of the last times seeing as she was graduating in a week and Charlie watched television while dozing in and out of a nap. Nurses came by every once in a while to give him medication or to take his blood pressure. They all smiled at Bella and asked how school was going and if she was excited about graduation, she gave them all the same answers "good" and "sure". What dumb questions though, she thought. How could she be excited about graduation when she doesn't even know if her dad will live that long?
After Charlie finished as much of his dinner as he could stomach he convinced Bella to go home and sleep in her own bed and after trying to tell him she was more than fine with staying she conceded at started to pack her things. He kissed her forehead when she bent down to hug him, careful not to lean on any wired or IV's. "I love you's" were exchanged and she made her way out the door with a small wave in his direction.
Charlie could see how tired his daughter was starting to realize that very soon she would be alone in this world. He didn't know how long he had left here on earth but he was determined to not leave her with no one. He had to figure something out, he thought when he was interrupted by the night nurse coming in to start her shift.
"Hey there Mr. Swan," she called out as she went to wash her hand at the small sink near the bathroom. She walked over to him afterwards and started her work. After a couple minutes she looked over at him and smiled slightly.
"Is there anything I can get for you before I make my leave?"
"Actually," he said, pausing. "Could you get me a note pad and pen?"
The nurse took her leave and returned a couple moments later with the items her asked for. She tried to remind him to get some rest but rest was the farthest thing from Charlie's mind at the moment. He was determined to make sure his little girl was not alone when he left this world.
Putting pen to paper he wrote his heart out to a man he never met. Some may have argued he was crazy for even thinking this would work but what did he have to loose.
Dear Mr. Cullen,
I'm writing you this letter out of pure desperation. I saw you interview recently about the "perfect" woman you have been searching for and I think I could maybe we could really help each other. You see I'm dying right now as I write this. I've been battling lung cancer for over four years now and it's become very clear in recent months that I'm not going to win this fight. I have no other family, my wife died fourteen years ago, besides my 18 year old daughter Isabella. She truly is the light of my life but once I die she will be all alone in this world. My daughter is many years your junior, believe me I know this, but she is very mature for her age. Some say she has an "old soul". I can't stand the thought of her not having a single person in this world to have her back, to keep her safe, even to give her company when she will need it most. I'm babbling I know but I'm trying to make you see how special of a person she is to me. I'm hoping you would consider coming out to Fork, Washington to meet me and her. Maybe just maybe there could be something between the two of you, even if it's only her gaining a friend she could count on. I just want to let you know I am in no way expecting or asking for any kind of money from you. Only to consider a dying man's wish. My contact info is below. Please if you are considering this request act quickly. I may only have a couple weeks left.
Highest Regards,
Charlie Swan
Charlie made sure his phone number could be ready clearly before he sealed the letter in an envelope. He would make sure this got in the mail by tomorrow and then he would wait. Wait to die and wait for hope. It was all her had at this point.
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