Thank you for being patient with me.
This story is slowly coming along. I've got the plot planned out all the way through to the beginning of Breaking Dawn but I'm struggling to get each chapter finished because I keep thinking they could be better written.
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Love Comet96 xx
I didn't know anything about cars, but I knew this car. It was a 1969 cherry red, Ford Mustang in perfect condition and was treated with respect and driven with care. I knew this car because it once belonged to my dad.
It was his pride and joy.
As my eyes roamed over the car, I was drawn to the door as a familiar lanky figure climbed out and ruffled his auburn hair.
"Donnie!" I shouted, pushing away from the window and running to the door. I barely waited for the door to open before I was jumping down the stairs and flinging myself at my brother. "I've missed you."
"Hey there, Squirt," he said, wrapping his big arms around me as I breathed him in. "I've got a surprise for you." Wasn't being here a surprise? He opened the back door of the car and out bounded my gorgeous boy, Hank.
"Hank!" I was happy to see the German Shepard and dropped to my knees, letting his tongue run across my face as his front paws rested on my shoulders. "What are you doing here?" I asked too shocked to see them both here. I didn't know who I was happier to see, my brother or my dog.
"I had a feeling and I had to move here. Seems about right considering you keep ending up in the hospital." His eyes drifted to the door where Alice and Esme were standing, smiling at us. "Is that Alice?" Donnie pushed me out of his way and walked up to the step, taking Alice's hand. "Thank you so much for looking after the brat."
"It's been a pleasure," Alice said, her eyes shining as she smiled at my brother
"She can be a pain, I'm surprised you still put up with her." He was teasing but I felt like I had to defend myself.
"Hey, I'm not that bad!" Alice and Esme just laughed. "How did you manage to get time off from work?" I ran my fingers through Hanks fur, rubbing his ears as I tried to control my excitement.
"I'm moving here for work. I've got a new job working here as a rookie on the police force."
"What about your private detective inspector job?"
"I never had that job, we were just winding you up," he said, his smile growing at my anger.
"What? You've all been lying to me?" How could they do that? Why would they do that? "Why?" Hank growled low in his throat at the tone of my voice and I knew he was trying to find a threat. "It's alright, boy."
"It was fun making up all these stories and we loved watching you fall for it."
"You were all in on it?" I asked, cursing them all as Donnie nodded, a smirk on his face.
"Yeah, but don't sweat it, Ronnie. We were gonna tell you eventually," he said, waving Nana off when she went to scold him. "How about you let me take you to dinner and you can tell me all about your first few weeks here?" I gave a reluctant nod and pushed up from the ground and passed him to Alice, wrapping her in a hug.
"I'll see you tomorrow?" I move onto Esme, holding her closer and closing my eyes as she lets one of her cold hands run through my hair. "Thank you so much, Esme."
"It's no problem, sweetheart," she mumbles, pulling away and ushering Alice towards their car.
"Have fun," Alice calls, a twinkle to her voice as she waves goodbye.
I scrunch up my nose before climbing in the car, waving goodbye to Nana as she calls for Hank to follow her into the house.
I directed Donnie to The Lodge and introduced him to the owner as she took our orders and insisted that Donnie come once a week so she could see his cute smile - her words, not mine.
"Why did you decide to come here?" I asked, swirling my straw in my milkshake as I glanced at him across the table. Not that I wasn't happy he was here, it was just a surprise to see him.
"I've been planning on coming since you decided you wanted to move here," he said, dipping his fries into some ketchup. "I had a feeling that I should follow you." He shrugged as if it wasn't anything, but we both knew what his feelings meant.
The night our parents died, Donnie had a feeling and suggested we skip the orchestra and say I was sick. Dad didn't seem impressed with him and told him they'd talk about it when we returned. I guess they never did speak about it and I knew that haunted him.
"Where are you going to stay?" There wasn't room for him at Nana's considering it was only a two-bedroom. He wouldn't come here just to crash on her sofa either.
"There's an apartment duplex in town, I've managed to get a place there and it looks nice, might need a few decorations but that's what my sister's for," he teased, leaning over the table and nudging me.
"How are the others? Are they okay with you moving?"
"Ronnie, I'm an adult, I'm twenty-three, I don't need permission to move, unlike you," he said, giving that self-righteous older brother look you'd only know about if you had an older brother.
"And how does Jackson feel about it?" We all knew the two were joined at the hip seeing ass they were twins. Jackson and Donnie could be found everywhere together when I was younger and I had started to notice a slight distance between them since our parents' deaths.
"He's focusing on Emma and the wedding," he muttered, shrugging as if it didn't bother him. And I suppose it didn't. That's where Donnie and Jackson were complete opposites. Jackson loved Emma and couldn't wait to get married whereas Donnie wasn't really one for a long term relationship.
"When are they getting married again?" I asked knowing he hated when the wedding was mentioned.
"In the summer," was his answer and I knew he wouldn't give the exact date. He'd rather the world ended than see Jackson marry. Not that there's anything wrong with Emma, she was a lovely girl, but Donnie hated the thought of losing Jackson in any sense.
"Shall I stop talking about it?" I asked, smiling as I watched him roll his eyes and grumble under his breath.
"I heard Bella's truck is going into the garage to get fixed. How are you planning on getting to school?"
Right, I hadn't even thought about that. To be fair, going to school was the last thing on my mind.
"Do you think it would matter if I went to school? Technically I've already finished school, I was in the sixth form and getting ready to go to uni," I said, knowing exactly what Donnie would say.
"Ron, you were in college for less than two months before the accident. I think it's best you stick to the school and then you'll get straight into a university," he replied, sipping at his coke as he shrugged. "Plus they call it college here."
"Yeah, I know." I slumped in my seat, tapping my fingers on my plate next to my burger as I thought about walking into school tomorrow. It wouldn't take too long, we'd be there under an hour but we'd both have to take it slow in case we tripped over each other, cause I bet that could happen, "I guess we could walk in."
"Look, why don't you take dad's car and I'll grab a lift from Chief Swan in the morning and look for a new car." I shook my head at Donnie, hoping he'd understand why I didn't want dad's car.
"Mate, I can't even drive!" I exclaimed, shifting as a few people glanced at us. "You keep the car and give us a lift in."
"I'll still be working when you finish school. Look, take the car and get Bella to drive it for you until you get your license." He held his hand up and shook his head as I opened my mouth. "Don't bother arguing with me Squirt, you're taking the car."
I woke early the next morning, feeling an ache in my body as I struggled to roll out of my warm bed. I couldn't wait for the weekend and grumbled in annoyance when I realised it was only Wednesday.
After a fast shower seeing as I washed my hair last night, I grabbed some thick tights and pulled them on, groaning as they tried to cling to my still damp legs. With my tights securely in place, I threw on a white jumper dress and slid a black belt to accent my curves. I grabbed my backpack and my boots and made my way downstairs where I could smell bacon.
"Morning, sunshine!" Donnie called, sliding a plate of bacon, eggs and toast in front of me. I frowned in annoyance at his loud voice and happiness. Who could be happy in the morning? I could never trust someone this happy in the morning. "Bella should be on her way round soon. I spoke to Chief Swan and he's happy to give me a lift in and he said he'd send Bella over after breakfast."
"Whatever," I grumbled, stabbing my bacon and stuffing it in my mouth. I had barely gotten through my pile of bacon when there was a knock at the door and Bella clambered in, dropping her backpack on the floor.
"Are you ready for today?" she asked, knowing there'd be people crowding around due to the accident yesterday.
"Not really, but there's nothing I can do," I said, scooping my eggs onto my toast and folding it into a sandwich. "Come on, let's go." I nodded, grabbing the keys to the car as I followed her into the hall, pulling my backpack onto my shoulder.
"Are you sure I can drive your car?" She sounded unsure but rolled her eyes when I gave her a look. "Right, yeah, you can't drive."
"Bells, don't worry about it, at least we won't be walking to school."
"This car draws attention," she grumbled sliding into the driver's seat. I laughed as I joined her in the car, giving her another pointed look.
"Bella, your truck was a bright orange monstrosity. This is just as eye-catching," I told her, sliding on my seat belt and munching on my egg toast sandwich. "We'll have their attention on us anyway, because of the accident."
"Best to get it over with then," Bella said, pulling away from the house and driving down the familiar road to school.
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