"Dad stop messing with your hair, it's going to look shitty no matter what!" Yelled the 23-year-old up the stairs with a smile as she jingled her keys.
"Shut it kid!" yelled back her biker chief of a father who had been messing with his hair for a good part of the morning. With an amused huff, Bella crossed her arms and scrunched her nose as her father lovingly ruffed up her hair.
"Aren't you the one who's supposed to hog the bathroom Bells?" The 23-year-old shrugged to this as she started up the truck and pulled out of the driveway. Bella Swan had never been a high maintenance girl and mainly stuck to her painted-on jeans, t-shirts, boots and her leather jacket. It was a surprisingly nice day in Forks, it had been raining no stop recently but today the sun decided to make an appearance. On the way to the diner, the two spent the time catching up what's been going on in their lives recently. They had both become busy with their jobs, with Charlie there had been a home invasion on the Rez 2 weeks ago, no one was injured but it had been the wake-up call that the Rez needed. A lot of the older people on the council were convinced that it was such a safe place and had a sort of we protect our own mentality. Part of the reason that there was so much apprehension between some of the council members and Charlie was that of his affiliation with Sue Clearwater. She had lost Harry a couple years back, he was a known member of Devil's Angels and was shot dead one night on a run. That had messed Sue up for a long time and lost a lot of friends for Marrying into the club, but Charlie stuck by her side through it all. Harry and Sue Clearwater had known about Charlie's relationship with the club and that knowledge had made them all very close. Slowly but surely the feelings between Charlie and Sue had developed. Of course, they were taking it slow, neither of them would say it but they were both scared of getting hurt again.
As for Bella, she had started teaching more kids and she loved it. It was a small gym turned dance studio halfway from La Push. Renee had enrolled Bella in ballet at a young age but she never took to it the way Renee wanted her too. Bella had begun to "break away" from the strictness of ballet and went to the more contemporary side of dance. She never fit into Renee's perfect little ballerina that her mother wanted her to be, taking more after her dad (pissing off her mom). 6 months ago Bella started teaching kids of all ages dance, a lot of parents didn't want their kid to be taught by the girl who rides motorcycles and smokes cigarettes, but she was the only teacher for miles and didn't nearly charge as much as other people did. Her reason for teaching wasn't the money, it was never truly about money, not that the extra cash wasn't nice) it was about the kids. Bella loved watching their faces as they realized what they could do.
Charlie wrapped his arm around Bella as they walked into the empty diner.
" Hey Mel, how are the kids?" The chief asked beginning his normal conversation with his old friend. Melanie and her husband James had bought this diner years ago and it had thrived ever since. Becoming the heart of the small town of Forks.
Halfway through their meal, The young girl noticed an out of place black Honda parked at the far end of the parking lot and 3 men in black suits walking up. They made no eye contact and sat in a booth in the same row. Bella and Charlie shared a look over their food as the men in black stood up and reached into his pocket. Charlie quickly knocked the gun from the man's hand while Bella went around him and went after the other 2 men. She yelled out as one managed to get a hit on her. The sound of his daughters yell drew Charlie's attention away from the other man to his daughter and in his distraction, he was shot. Everything stopped as Bella watched in horror as her father fell back. She scrambled to her feet, ripped off her jacket and tried to stop the bleeding.
" No dad, please no!" The young women screamed as the blood began to seep out around the jacket.
The sound had drawn Mel and she came running out with a shotgun of her own, but as she ran through the kitchen double doors she was shot in the head. While the men were distracted, Bella reached over and grabbed the forgotten gun and shot 2 men with shaking bloodied hands. She screamed out and grabbed her arm as the last man ran out of the diner, gun in hand and hightailed it out of there.
"Dad please don't do this!" She couldn't stop the bleeding. She couldn't stop anything. Her bloodies hands caused her to fumble as she reached for her phone but it a shaking hand halted her attempts at calling 911. He didn't say anything as he looked into her eyes and took her hand to his lips. The scream that left Bella Swan as her father took his last breath could be herd all the way at first beach.
Bella Swan had never been a weak person. Even as a little girl when she would fall, those big brown eyes of her's would only glaze over and she would get this determined look in her eye and try again. But this time was different and there were no do-overs. Bella stared at the dark mahogany coffin that held her father's body and slowly stood up. The funeral procession was about to begin but she didn't care. As she ran her hand slowly ran over the smooth wood, the wind blew and with it brought the rumbling sounds of motorcycles. In a matter of minutes, black Harley's could be seen coming down the road. Bella recognized who they were immediately and slowly stood up. Everybody could see their cuts now. The Sons of Anarchy had come to Forks Washington.
Bella recognized Jax and locked eyes with him as he took off his helmet and threw it on the ground. She ran to him and was engulfed by the older man.
"Sorry, we're late Darlin." He whispered into her hair as she let go. Her body shook with sobs as they came to their knees, his hold on her never loosening.