B pov

1week later we're out of the hospital. Everything has healed up and the doctor says just to continue with everyday activities,and if I have any problems to call him. But his statement hurts me more than he knows. "Everyday activities", will

never be the same. My dad has sold the house, people have been wanting to buy it for years. It's crazy how much my perspective has changed ever since "it" happened. I feel numb. Like I'm at my breaking point, but I want let anyone see me cry. I don't
/want there sympathy. Or those looks, or when they say,"I know how you feel". When you don't! I go into the house and pack up what I want to take with me. My mother continues to speak about how a fresh start will be good for us, and about how God
/has a plan. We were an extremely religious household. Anytime anything was happening at the church we were there. But, what kind of God allows this to happen to me. You would hear them preach in Sunday school all the time about how tragic events either
/pull you closer to God or away from him. My parents chose closer, I chose away.

We're finally packed everything that we need. I'm thinking of redoing my room, and wardrobe. A whole new me.I didn't want to move because I wanted to meet new people. I wanted to move because if I stayed here I would always be none as "that

girl who..." At least in a new place no one will know me and no one will know what happened. We're in the moving van and on our way. We'll have to stop a lot because we're driving from North Carolina to Washington. Why did I pick such a rainy cold
/place. I hate the cold and I hate the rain. One thing I love about North Carolina is the food, the beach, and the seasons. But, I will not miss the God awful humidity. My mom turns on the radio and Casting Crowns comes on singing "just be held". I
/quickly put in my earbuds to drown out the noise and play nf "paralyzed", because the lyrics fit me(you should totally listen to the song) the song starts and the chorus plays

"I'm paralyzed where are my feeling. I no longer feel things. I know I should. I'm paralyzed where is the real me. I'm lost and it kills inside. I'm paralyzed."

I fall asleep for the first time in a while and dream blissfully about nothing. Only to be awoken by my slobbering dog letting me know that we're here. I must of slept longer than I thought. I look out and there's an overcast and it's sprinkling. Of course.
/I look at my new home. Will it really be home though? It's a quaint house kind of rustic and old. I immediately love it. It's not flashy, but has a lot of character just like me. I go inside it's small but upstairs the loft has been transformed to
/a huge bed room, closet, and bath. This will be perfect for me and Sam. My dog, he's 7 and a Labrador retriever. That dog is always happy just like I used, but when your dog is miserable just like you that's how you know things are not going to get
/much better. I in pack what small things I did bring, and immediately realize how am I going to afford this much stuff for a new room. My dad Charlie comes pounding up the stairs and gives me the keys and his credit card. "I don't care how much you
/spend, just buy what you want. I convinced your mother to give you some space and let you go alone as long as you take Sam." "Thanks dad" and I head downstairs and out the door with Sam following me. We hop into the car, and we're on our way into
/town. We settle on a store and I start to go in when I slip and fall. Typical. I'm actually not clumsy I just didn't realize how wet it was. Sam barks. Someone comes up behind me and helps pick me up. I flinch away hard and turn around about to fuss
/them out. I have a problem with people I'm not close with touching me. "It's a little wet here, hi I'm Mike. I don't think we've met. This is my parents store I work here." He babbles out. Sam all but jumps out of the car and growls and barks

at Mike. "Sam it's okay, I'm fine." I say. Then I turn away fromMike and walk in the store. "Hey, I never got your name" Mike says. "It's Bella". "I can help you around the store if you want?" He says. "I'm fine" I was beginning

not to like this Mike guy he was really pushy. "I insist", he says. So he followed me around the store babbling like crazy he doesn't shutup. I only reply clipped answers but starting to hope he would go away following me around more than Sam looking
/like a happy puppy. I settle on a bed, side table, and a dresser. Then I get some grey paint some lights and one of those white wispy things you hang from your bed, a colorful chair, and a very boho bedding, canvases and paint. I'm out of there before
/he can ask if he can help but before I can get in the car and leave he asks if he can deliver it now I say sure and he says it will aboutan hour before he can get in to the house, so, I have time to shop for clothes and in two hours my room

is perfect. Mom and dad admire the pictures of Sam I painted. It is my ideal room. Then someone bursts my bubble. The one slightly happy moment I have had and says,"You start Forks Highschool tomorrow".

Authors notes
I hope you like this chapter please review. It would mean a ton! This chapters song is called paralyzed by nf you should listen. Just introduced Sam and Mike what do you think? I love Sam he's my actual dog lol.!:)