Yesterday my friend said to me that he thinks I suffer from insanity. So naturally I replied to him using one of my favorite quotes, "I don't suffer from insanity, I enjoy every minute of it." Oh, his face was priceless. Anyway, on with the second chapter! Enjoy

Bella POV-

I sat there impatiently waiting for the man that claimed to be my father to explain.

"I guess I should start from the beginning. Your mom and I married straight out of high school and soon we had you. Isabella Marie Swan. Renee, your mom, didn't like Forks, where we are now, so she took you and moved when you were one. Uh, when you were seventeen you decided to move back here with me. Not to long before your mom had married Peter, no wait, Phil his name is Phil." Charlie gave me what I'm guessing was a short version. Or maybe that was the long version. Heck if I know.

"My name is Isabella?" That's a nice name. I don't mind having that name.

He nodded his reply.

"Um, what accident did I have?" That was my main worry. The look that the doctor had given me was burned into my mind.

"Oh. Well you came home one ni-" I cut him off.

"Where was I?"

He was hesitant to answer, "You were, uh, with some...friends."

I moved my hand in the 'go on' motion. It confused me as to why he didn't seem to want to answer that particular question.

"As I was saying, you came home all mad and was yelling at your ex-boyfriend," I stopped him there again.

"I have a boyfriend?" This interested me.

"You had a boyfriend. You broke up with him and said you were going back to Phoenix to live with Renee. You were gone about four days before I got a call saying you were in the hospital. I was very worried. Turns out you fell down two flights of stair, through a window, and on to the cement. That shouldn't have surprised me seeing as you were always so clumsy. Edward, your ex- boyfriend, was there with his dad though. He had chased after you trying to get you to come back. After you talked to him you requested to come back to Forks. Doctor Cullen, Edwards dad, said that he would keep an eye on you here and you'd be fine. And you were. For a few days. But than you slipped into a coma. You were only out five days. Then you woke up and here we are." This mustached man explained quickly.

I was shocked. I fell down two flights of stairs and through a window? The doctor is my ex-boyfriend's dad? Is that why he gave me that look? This all doesn't make sense to me. My mind was spinning and it hurt. I excused myself to my room. After Charlie gave me directions of course.

I lay on my bed staring at the ceiling, my hands resting on my stomach. I had many questions but didn't want to be a bother. I wonder what I am like. Do I do good in school? Do I have friends? A job? What am I like? Shy? Out going?

I looked around the room trying to find clues. I saw I had a couple of books. I got up and walked over to what looked to be a closet. I pulled open the doors and was met with hideous attire. Did I really wear this?

It came to me that I didn't know what I looked like. I exited my room and shuffled to where Charlie had told me the bathroom was. I stood in front of the mirror staring at the stranger. This stranger had waist length mahogany hair, chocolate eyes, a slim figure, a straight nose, full lips and average sized breasts. I found this girl to be beautiful. Much to beautiful to wear those pitiful clothes in the small closet.

I descended the stairs. I followed my previous path and found my father in the living room.

"Uhm." I cleared my throat to get his attention.

His eyes snapped to meet mine, "Do you need anything? Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

"No no. I would like to know if I could go shopping?"

"Uh, sure. I could come with you." He started getting up.

"It's fine!" I rushed to assure him, "You said that truck out there was mine didn't you? If you told me where to go I'm sure I'll be fine."

"Oh okay. You sure?" I nodded and he preceded to give me directions. He handed me his credit card and told me to buy whatever I wanted. I tried to decline but he insisted.

I followed his instructions and soon reached a mall. I climbed out of the rusty truck and started my shopping trip.

Okay, I know this chapter was kind of rushed. But, honestly, that's how I would act if I was in that situation. I don't know, maybe it's just me. Hope you liked it anyway! Review? Love you all (in a non creepy stalker-like way)