Hey! I hope you all enjoy this story as much as I want you to. I am new to writing on here but i really do hope you enjoy it. Any reviews, ideas or constructive criticism is well appreciated! Hope you enjoy.

Also warning there is mention of death, rape, sexual assault, abuse, coarse language and may be unsettling to some people. just a fair warning that this could be triggering.

It was a hot summer day outside, hotter than usual in phoenix. I had just finished packing the last of my things when the phone started ringing out in the living room. My step father was outside loading up the car. So I decided to answer it.

"Hello" I said with hope that it was my mother Renée, calling from the hospital so I could tell her how much I loved her and am sad I couldn't see her before I left. "Hello, is Phil Dwyer there" a kind voice that obviously belonged to a woman asked. I could sense something was wrong with her voice , it was a bit unsettling to me.

"Yes, I'll go get him" I responded. I could feel the panic starting to rise in me, though I wasn't sure who was on the phone. I didn't have a very good feeling about it. I walked out the front door to see Phil struggling to fit a bigger box in the trunk of the car. "Phil!" I said without yelling but loud enough so he could hear me. He looked up from the box and met my eyes "Someone on the phone is asking for you, i'm not sure who it is". He started walking up the pathway and walked through the door placing his hand on my shoulder as he walked past me.

My curiosity got the best of me so I hid behind the corner to try and listen in on the conversation that was being held on the phone between Phil and this unknown woman. I really didn't need to be so close to him, I could've heard the conversation perfectly fine from the next room but Renée had always told me to act like a normal human around Phil. With no exceptions being made.

"Hello?" Phil said with curiosity. "Hello Mr. Dwyer, I'm calling about your wife. Mrs. Renée Dwyer." the women said with a hint of sadness in her voice. I could tell that Phil was getting a bit worried too. You didn't need to have special abilities to see that. "Yes," Phil answered. "We are very sorry to inform you that she has passed." My already slow beating heart stopped. I was completely lost. Like everything around me just came crumbling down in that very moment.

My heart rate started to creep back up in my chest not slowing down but getting faster and faster. As if it was about to burst out of my chest. I put my hand over my heart and squeezed in agony. My mother. Renée Dwyer. The only person I knew to know what I truly was. To comfort me when I needed a shoulder to cry on. The only person who raised me. Gone. Though she might not have always been a great mother, maybe being more of a best friend who looked after me enough where I had some parental control. She still raised me on her own, and she had been the only person there for me.

"Ok… Thank you" filled said with no emotion or expression at all. He slowly set the phone down and turned around. Coming face to face with me. He knew that I knew as soon as he looked at me. He walked over to me and bent down to be the same height I was. All I could do was rap my arms around him. I couldn't even cry, it was all too surreal.

When I backed away from him he just looked me in the eyes, his usually nicely tanned complexion being very pale and washed out. "We should probably get you to the airport" he said like nothing had happened. I slightly nodded my head, then went to my room to grab one last thing. A picture of me and Renee at Disney world when I was 8. I remember it as if it was just yesterday. Us walking around hand in hand. Meeting princesses, going on all the roller coasters. It was probably the happiest memory I had, and would now cherish even more than I already had for the rest of my life.

I made my way out to the car where Phil had been already waiting inside the car for me. I got on the passenger side and we set off to the airport.

We didn't talk the entire way there, but once we made it to the gate that I was supposed to go through to get on my plane in the next five minutes. I turned to look at him. He bent down to look me in the eye. "I hope you have a good flight. I am so sorry this is all happening right now. I will call you tomorrow as soon as i get settled and we'll talk about things" He stopped to look at me for a minute. As I went to say something he started again. "I loved your mother very much. And this is going to be very hard for both of us. But just know that I still and always will love you as if you were my own child." Phil's voice was very low manly, but soft and comforting at the same time. It was definitely a voice you could easily get used to.

He took me in his arms and held me for a few minutes. I was stiff at first, I was sure he could tell. But after a minute I loosened and lost myself in his embrace. Tears started flowing down my cheeks onto his grey cotton shirt. "I love you too. Thank you." I whispered. Knowing that that's all that was needed to be said. He pulled away from me and wiped the tears of my face with his thumbs and smiled a weak but real smile.

I really did love him as a father. He hadn't been a part of our lives for more than 3 years. But that was long enough for me to know how much he loved my mother. Sometimes I felt as though she didn't deserve him. I know it was a bit of a rude thought but Renée never showed even close to the amount of love Phil showed her. Even though I was sure he knew she loved him the same amount as he loved her. She just had a different way of expressing her feelings to others. Even me.

He got back up and let go of me so I could make my way onto the plane. I was going to stay with my father Charlie, in a little town called forks. Since Renée was in the hospital in critical condition after being attacked by a werewolf. Of course nobody knew what it was except for me and Renée. Everyone around us just thought and believed it was a normal wolf attack. But it was so much more.

And Phil, well Phil was a minor league baseball player and was going to be traveling quite a bit. So I didn't want to be a burden and have him be stuck back with his step daughter.

As I was walking up to the gate I looked back to face Phil who had tears running down his face while waving goodbye to me. I looked at him with sympathy and waved back to him, and proceeded to get onto the plane.

I was greeted by a very nice woman with blonde hair pinned up into a tight bun to go with her uniform. She checked my ticket and led me to my seat since I was still very young and was not accompanied by an adult.

I sat down next to an older man with hair as white as snow. A full beard that was also pure white with a few specks of red poking through. He looked at me and smiled with a very sweet smile. You could tell just by the way he was smiling so genuinely at me that he was a nice man. Once we took off and were steady in the air me and the man conversed a little bit but not much. I was right, he was very nice. On his way to go see his family.

The rest of the flight was alright. I was being swarmed with all the emotions I hadn't let get to me before the flight. I wasn't sure how to explain it but all i knew is that a piece of my heart had been taken and it would leave an aching whole for quite some time.

Hi again! I hope you all enjoyed the first chapter. I know it wasn't to exciting, but we need to build up for the story to be good. I am planning on continuing this story for a lot longer and update frequently. This is also a jasper Bella story so if you don't like those I suggest you don't read my story lol.

Anywise thank you for reading. till next time

- The girl in the back with the bright green eyes