"Bella, my Isabella, you came," Charlie answered with shock in his eyes.

"Yes dad, I did. I heard you were sick." Bella said with sadness in her eyes.

"Ella you weren't supposed to tell her!" Charlie yelled at Ella. Ella just stood there in silence and listened to the conversation between her mother and her grandfather.

"Dad, why didn't you tell me? I would have come earlier. I would have had more time with you." Bella said when tears started to pour down her porcelain cheeks.

"It's going to rain, why don't you come inside and we will talk some more." Charlie muttered without looking at Bella. They followed him inside, nothing changed, and memories flooded Bella's memory.

"Nothing's changed. I am sort of glad." Bella said with a half laugh.

"Bella, I'm sorry." Charlie started. "I know I was wrong with yelling at you, and telling you to get rid of Ella. I don't know what I would do without her. She brought you back to me." He just stood there crying. Bella walked up to him and wrapped her arms around him for a hug. She was careful not to hurt him, he seemed so frail.

"Dad, I've always loved you. I was angry; Giselle was all that I had left after you know who left. I know I had you, but she was a piece of him that I needed to hold on to." Bella told her father.

"Just know I am so sorry. How long are you staying?" Charlie asked.

"A year, or until you," Bella cried. "I am sorry, dad. But you can't be here alone."

"You mean we are moving here." Ella finally broke her silence.

"If that is alright with you; I know it's your senior year and I wouldn't want to move you unless you didn't mind." Bella explained.

"No I wouldn't mind. My friends are that far away as long as I have my truck, I think I will be fine. Are you sure this is what you want though?" Ella asked her mother, who was looking at the floor.

"Yes this is what I want," Bella said with sadness in her eyes. She knew that her daughter didn't believe it. "Tomorrow we will look for a house to live in because we can't all fit here, then we will go get our stuff and get settled in." Bella told Giselle.

"Ok, well I am sort of tired. I think I am going to go up to bed. Mom, I am sleeping in your old room. Is that ok?" Ella asked.

"You don't even have to ask. Of course it's ok. As long as I can cuddle up with you for the night. Dad, I am sorry but your couch is uncomfortable." Bella replied.

"Of course, we can have one of our sleepovers like we used to." Ella said excitedly, knowing she sounded like she was five again.

"Ok baby, I will be up very soon. You go ahead; I'll meet you up there." Bella said with a smile. Ella said goodnight and headed upstairs. Bella was so happy she had such a great daughter.

"Bella, you've raise a wonderful beautiful woman. I am so proud of you. She looks like you too." Charlie said as he turned on the television.

"Thanks dad, I am just going to go walk around the house. I just want to see how it's changed. If you need anything, I'll be outside." Bella said as she started to walk out the door.

"Ok Bells," Charlie said before he fell asleep on the couch. Bella walked out the door to the side of the house where the forest dwelled. She could remember everything, and it hurt her. She started to sob; she knew that she had to be strong for her father. While she was crying, she heard a rustling of the leaves behind her. She didn't turn around because she didn't want to see the person standing behind her.

"Hello Bella," said a musical voice.

Please please review. I hope you like it. I decided to write another chapter, this is it until tomorrow. Thanks again for all your support.

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ADARKWITHINME