Chapter 2; its electric?

I drove through the familiar streets of Forks ,I was slowly making my way to my fathers house, biting my lower lip in an attempt to fight back the warm tingling sensation ,electric in nature, pulsing in time with the pounding beat of my heart, growing stronger with every turn that bought me closer to home.

Please just let me just get there, I felt sure I would pass out ,after all how long could a human heart beat like this before giving out, perhaps I would just burst into flames, the electricity pulsing through me sparking the inferno, wouldn't Kristin be surprised? I bit back a smile imaging her shock serves her right I told her to stay home!

This is it I could not help thinking as I pulled into the driveway in front of my fathers little house. The concerned voice of my friend pulled me out of my internal drama,

Bella, Hey are you alright?"

I could only nod my head in answer; I took a sip of my coffee and looked back at her "let's do this"

She smiled and squeezed my hand, she looked unconvinced, "ok Bella, you might want to try breathing, you look like your gonna pass out!"

I had to laugh; she had no idea how close I was to doing just that!

I opened the car and stepped out into the comfortable embrace of my father, I did not see him come out of the house. I returned the hug with a force that shocked him I had never been very open with my feelings, I realized I had truly missed my father and needed the comfort only a parent could provide. I knew this man would always love me and always fight for me, this realization felt good.

"Little girl, you have no idea how much I've missed you" he told me quietly

"I know Dad I missed you!" I turned leaving my arm around my father to introduce him to Kristin, They shook hands and she thanked him for allowing her to stay at the house while we were in Forks. My attention was on the figure in the doorway of the house, quietly sitting in his wheel chair, taking in the scene in front of him.

"Billy?" I whispered , as I made my way toward him ,in the light I could see the warm and familiar smile , so much like Jakes, his eyes were twinkling as I ran the rest of the way to the door ,catching my self as I stumbled the last step ,before throwing my self into yet another embrace. Billy sighed "I thought it would take longer, from such a distance" I shot him a questioning look as his words registered. He ignored me instead turning to my father, who introduced him to my friend.

I sighed I was not going to get an answer from him, not right now anyway, I turned to my father, "I am going to grab my bags from the car and take a shower ,maybe it will wake me up " I tried to laugh. My father smiled, "I was going to make a pot of coffee, and I got cold cuts I thought you might be hungry when you got here"

The mention of food made my stomach growl; Kristin thought this was funny because she started laughing. I just shrugged and shook my head at her, "That sounds great, I am starving, I only be a few minutes."

I made my way back outside to the trunk of the car, I found the bag I was looking for and set it on the ground and started looking for the bag with my toiletries, I am partial to my shampoo, I had just found it under one of Kristin's bags when a noise startled me, I banged my head on the trunk lid and dropped my bag, Shit! I cursed rubbing my head; I turned toward the noise and found my self facing the forest. I squinted trying to see what could have made that noise; I didn't see anything of course damn human eyes! I figured this electric jolting through me was making me jittery or I was really starting to loose it. I bent down to pick up my bag ,still watching the forest ,just incase , I picked up my bag and the smell of strawberries hit me, crap, I looked at my bag ,sure enough my shampoo had busted from the fall and was oozing out onto the ground. For some crazy reason this struck me as funny and I started laughing, the entire driveway smelled like Strawberries and I was in the middle of it covered with shampoo and giggling like a lunatic, until I happened to glance up and see the face of a russet colored wolf staring at me.

Thank you for reading; I guess I should mention at the start, I own nothing Twilight! I am no writer and grammar was never strength of mine, as I am sure you can see! If anyone would be interested in beta reading for me….