Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns the characters (well, all but Marie) I own the plot J

The morning of the impending grave visit dawned grey and miserable.

"Honey, we're gonna go get breakfast, you coming?" my Dad shouted as he knocked on my door.

"Nah, im not hungry right now Dad," I replied. "See you guys when you get back."

"Okay hun, but if you want anything later just call, alright. We should be back by 10:30."

"Kay, see you later."

I had totally lied to me Dad, I was starving! But I didn't want to sit in some small town diner eating pancakes, well I didn't today anyway. I decided instead to call my friend Steph, he parents decided to go camping, in the middle of the frickin' desert. Who does that now days anyway? Steph's parents I guess.

I gave up trying to call Steph after the 3 time I was greeted with her answer phone. Maybe she forgot to take her charger with her, I decided that I'd try her again later. I shrugged it off , got dressed and went to spend the morning watching TV. I flicked through the channels absentmindedly, finally settling on a re-run of some high school drama program from the noughties. The storyline was complicated and it made it worse that I didn't know who the hell anyone was, however there was something about it that made me unable to switch it off.

Mom and Dad got back at almost 20 minuets after they said they would, they'd picked up some flowers for the grave on the way. We left the motel and drove to the town cemetery in silence. The sky was a threatening shade of grey, rain clouds were gathering in the distance. We picked our way through the graves carefully, dad and I trailing behind, unable to keep with the pace mom had decided to set.

Bella's grave was right at the back of the cemetery, underneath a large yew tree, that's leaves had managed to significantly age the graves that lay within there reach. The simple white stone that was inscribed with Bella's name was already looking old and worn, no thanks to all the rain. Fresh flowers lay at the bottom, along with a picture of Bella that I had not seen before. It depicted my 'sister' on what I was guessing was her prom night along with a guy who was to put it lightly, drop dead gorgeous. No wonder Bella got married straight out of high school, mom had never shown me a picture of Bella on her wedding day, or one of the guy she had married. I didn't even know his name. Mom clearly didn't agree with early marriage, I don't know the reason for this but I think Bella's death is a part of it.

We stood around the grave quietly. Mom had tears slipping silently down her cheeks, Dad had his arm round her, comforting her, while I just stood there, making no noise and pretending I was somewhere else.

"Renee, is that you?" A man's voice asked from behind me.

I turned to find a man of about mom's age, with grey thinning hair and a discrete beer-belly.

"Oh my, Charlie?" my mom replied before running over to the man and hugging him. "I haven't seen you in nearly fifteen years! How've you been?"

Mom was almost squealing at the man now.

"Better, better than I was. The pain, it doesn't get any easier, does it?"

Mom went and placed her hands on his shoulders, as if she was comforting an old friend.

"No." she replied right before bursting into tears.

I glanced over at my Dad and mouthed 'Who's that?'.

Dad walked carefully towards me before whispering into my ear "That's Charlie, he was Bella's Dad and your Mom's ex-husband."

Wow, Mom had an ex-husband I didn't know about, what other dark, raunchy secrets was she keeping from me. Urgh, I shivered. To put it frankly I didn't want to know.

"So, how long you guys in town for?" Charlie asked.

"3 days." my Mom said as she wiped away her tears.

"Well that's great!" Charlie smiled. "You got any plans for tomorrow night?"

"Nope." Mom shook her head.

"Well im going to a bonfire down in La Push tomorrow, im sure that no one would mind if you guys came along. What do ya say?"

Mom looked at Dad, who nodded back before she answered "Sure we'd love to."

Its nice my parents value my opinion when they're making decisions.

"Will Billy be there?" My Mom questioned. Who's Billy, her ex-boyfriend.

"Yeah, and Jake will too I think." Charlie replied. What the frig, how many men does my mother know in this small town?!

I stood there watching Mom and Charlie catching up for a while, until the rain forced the 'party' to break up. Mom promised that we'd stop by Charlie's before the bonfire tomorrow. Urgh.

We did nothing else at all after that. I ended up sitting on my bed trying to get hold of Steph again but she still wasn't answering. Its really not like her, maybe her Mom took her phone off her. Whatever. After eating my delicious McDonalds dinner I fell asleep at 8:30pm, on a Saturday, after coming to the conclusion that Forks, really wasn't a fun place to live.

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Wow, this was a fast update, this is only because I had already written chapters 4 & 5 and just needed to type them up.

I went shopping in Birmingham today, they had posters about the breaking dawn release parties up! It made me sad, I will be on holiday then.

That brings me to my next point, on Monday I shall be leaving my house and not returning for 3 weeks, this will mean although (hopefully) many chapters will be written none will be posted.

I will try my god dammed hardest to finish chapter 6 tomorrow, but I cant promise anything.

Liviex