A/N: the last chapter took place in the past and through Edward's point of view. Now we're in the present will be in Bella's Point of view from now on. Just thought I'd let everyone know. Enjoy! :)
Disclaimer: The original characters and plot of Twilight are the property of Stephenie Meyer. No copyright infringement is intended with this story.
Rated M, this story has some adult content, such as strong language, consensual sexual content, violence, controversial topics, and underage alcohol use. You have been warned.
Summery: "What if the object of your hearts desire, could never be yours?" After the tragic and mysterious death of her best friend. Isabella Swan is sent to Forks WA to live with her father and make a fresh start, but soon after she starts her first day at Forks High, her world turns upside down when she crosses paths with a boy named Edward Cullen. Something about him seems strangely familiar. He catches her attation from day one but he wants nothing to do with her. He goes out of his way to make that clear, but Bella can't let it go. She must find out why Edward is pushing her away, even if it kills her.
CHAPTER ONE: MEMORIES
"All of my memories keep you near, In silent whispers, silent tears." - 'Memories' by Within Temptation
It was very early in the morning when I heard my mother coming up the stairs, calling my name. Ugh! Why did this women insist on waking me up at this ungodly hour. The sun wasn't even up yet, so why did I have to be.
"Bella, time to get up! You're going to miss your plane," my mom said as she opened my bedroom door. I tried to pretend I was still asleep. This was the day I had been dreading. I didn't want to leave my warm home in Phoenix, Arizona to go live in the small rainy town of Forks, Washington. But since I refused to talk to therapist, my mother decided that for my well being I would go live with my father, Charlie. I detested Forks, but not as much as I detested some wackjob therapist who thinks drugging me up on anti-depression and anti-anxiety pills will help me get over Anastasia's death two months ago.
"Mom, I want to miss my plane. I hate Forks," I grumbled
"Isabella, you knew the deal. You go talk to someone and you could stay, but since you refused I'm sending you to your father," she said as I finally sat up and looked at her.
"I don't understand why it's so important that I see someone. You make it sound like I'm not mentally stable or something. So I'm upset that Anna's gone, but that's normal," I said while playing with my shirt sleeve.
"Bella honey, it is normal to be depressed and to mourn your best friend's passing but this-" She said, grabbing my left wrist revealing a bunch of small cuts that were at one point really deep, but now are almost fully healed. "Is not healthy for you. I think that once you're away from everything that reminds you of Anna, you'll feel and be a lot better. You know the other option. It's your decision. I just want you to be okay," Mom said as she lifted her free hand and moved my hair from my eyes and tucked it behind my ear.
"I know Mom, I'm just going to miss you, that's all. I wish you didn't worry so much. I'm going to be fine," I said, pulling my wrist from her and covering the scars back up.
"I'm going to miss you too honey, but it's my job to worry about you. I wouldn't be a very good mother if I didn't," she said with a sad smile.
"Did you tell Char- I mean dad about the scars and you know, everything that's happened," I said lightly, hoping I wouldn't slip up and call my dad Charlie when I got there. It's just I got used to calling him Charlie, not to his face of course, but that's how my mom always referred to him normally.
"Um, I told him a little bit but not everything. You know Charlie, less is always more. Plus I figured you'd fill him in when you got there."
I looked away from her, still playing with my shirt. I was hoping that she had already told my father so I wouldn't have to talk about it. No one really knew that I blamed myself for her death, and everyone would think I'm nuts if they knew what I really thought happened.
I remember like it was yesterday instead of a few months ago. Anna and I went to a party at her new boyfriend's house. They had only been dating a week or so, and she'd never actually been alone with him before. So, after the party wrapped up she asked if I'd cover for her and say she was staying at my house so that she could spend the night with Dimitri. I didn't really think it was the best idea, but she begged and pleaded saying that she would do it for me when I got a boyfriend. So I caved, I knew it was against my better judgment and also because something about him was odd, but I ended up going home alone.
The next day, her mom was at my house asking if I knew where she was. I told her that Anna had left early to go see her boyfriend and told her where Dimitri lived, but Dimitri, his family and Anna were nowhere to be found. The house itself looked deserted. The following week was a nightmare, but the worst was yet to come. They found Anna two weeks later about ten miles from Dimitri's place, in a ditch. Her body was horribly beaten and drained of blood. They still had yet to get a hold of Dimitri or his family. There was no trace of them anywhere, it's as if they dropped off the face of the earth. I should have never left her alone with him, I will never forgive myself.
"Renee?" I was brought back into reality when I heard Phil's booming voice coming from down stairs. "We got to get going if Bella is going to make it to her plane on time."
I shook off the memory as if it was a bad dream. I wanted to remember the Anastasia I knew when she was alive, not as the lifeless corpse she is now. I looked up to see that my mom had already moved off my bed and was gathering my things. I must have been silent for too long because when my mom looked back at me I could see the growing concern for my mental health in her eyes. I didn't realize how much this was hurting her. Maybe moving wasn't such a bad idea. I could start over.
My departure from the Arizona airport was more tearful than I thought was possible. My mom gave me a big hug. She squeezed me so hard, I couldn't breathe.
"Make sure you call me once you get to Charlie's place. I want to make sure you make it there safe," she said, wiping away the tears and smudging her mascara.
"I will Mom, don't worry about me." I gave her one last hug as the announcement that my flight was boarding rang out over head. And with that I said goodbye to my mother, her husband, and goodbye to the sun. I was pretty sure I wouldn't be seeing much of them anytime soon.
It was late afternoon when I arrived in Seattle, Washington. Charlie apparently wasn't ready for my arrival because he was about an hour late picking me up. I considered calling him at his work but decided against it, the hour ride down to Forks was going to be awkward as it was, so I didn't mind putting it off while I could.
I was just sitting there staring off in space when the sound of someone clearing their throat made me jump. I turned to see Charlie standing behind me, he must have left work to come get me because he was still in his police uniform. Charlie was Police chief to the good people in Forks.
"Uh, hi Bells, sorry if I scared you," he said, shifting his weight awkwardly. I guess this meeting was as just uncomfortable for him as it was for me.
"Hi Dad. You didn't really scare me, I was just daydreaming, that's all," I said, getting up from the bench. His eyes shifted to my two suitcases then to my purse I was holding.
"Is this all you brought with you?"
"Yeah, I didn't really have much clothes that would be appropriate for the weather up here."
"Oh well, I guess I'll have to take you shopping," he said, finally looking back at me.
"You don't have to do that dad, I'll be fine." I'd rather go naked than spend an uncomfortable day shopping with my Dad.
"Ok, well we better get going. The cruiser is right outside," he said, grabbing my suitcases and walking to the airport entrance, and I followed. Ugh the cruiser. That is definitely going cost me when I start school. Being dropped off in that thing will be "social suicide". But then maybe that wouldn't be such a bad idea. I never was much of the social butterfly back home, that was more Anna's thing.
The car ride was pretty quiet for the most part. Charlie didn't say much and for that I was thankful. I'm pretty sure talking about the reason for me moving here would just make the car ride more uncomfortable.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you Bells. I already enrolled you in school. I didn't want you to fall too far behind. You start tomorrow," Charlie said, looking at me from the corner of his eye.
"Okay Dad, I'll make sure I'll set my alarm early enough so I have enough time, because if I remember correctly it's a long walk right?" Oh fucking great.I thought I was going to have a few days to settle in...guess not.
"You're not going to have to walk. I wanted to keep this as a surprise when we got to the house, but I already bought you a car as a 'welcome home' gift." Wow he must really want to make me comfortable living here. My mom would have never got me a car just for the hell of it.
"Wow, what kind of car is it?" I asked, letting my curiosity get the best of me. I almost didn't notice when he shifted uncomfortably in his seat.
"Well it's not exactly a car. It's more of an old truck but Billy said that they just put all new parts in it. So it runs like new."
"Billy?" The name sounded familiar but I just couldn't place it.
"Billy Black, don't you remember him? You and his son, Jacob, used to play together all the time when you were little." Now I remember that name. Billy was Charlie's best friend who lived down in La Push. I used to make mud pies with Jacob while on fishing trips. Jacob was a year or two younger than me. I barely remembered him because I stopped spending my summers in Forks over five years ago.
"Yeah, I remember them." I spoke lightly and with that the car fell back into an awkward silence.
When we got to the house, I told Charlie that I was tired and wanted to go rest up for tomorrow. I wasn't looking forward to school. I'm sure in this small of a town that my arrival is well known, so there will be a lot of curious eyes that I'll have to endure tomorrow. I'm not the type who wanted to be in center of attention, that was always Anna's thing. Just thinking about her brought all the sadness I've been hiding deep inside, all for the sake of acting normal, rushing back to me. I no longer wanted to unpack. I just curled up with a pillow on my bed and quietly cried myself to a dreamless sleep.
A/N: As always I want to say thank you to my favorite girls Violette de Musique and Jenndur, I love you guys! Be sure to check out their stories Breakaway and Ricochet
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