Chapter 2 - Forks (Grace's POV)

It's been 2 days after my dad lost his temper. My mom was able to calm him before he transformed all the way. For some reason she is the only person that can calm him. My grandpa Billy could control him, too, but unfortunately, he died 2 years ago when I was 16.

Me and my mom are the only ones that know about my dad's little secret. When I was little, my dad used to tell me stories about how he belonged to pack when he grew up in La Push. He'd say that they were sworn to protect everyone in their city from their mortal enemies that lived in Forks. Of course, when I asked who were his enemies, he'd make up some dumb excuse about how late it is or he'll tell me when I'm older.

That is also why I'm going back to Forks, to find out who they were. And since my dad finally let me go on a trip alone, Forks was the perfect place to go.

On the day that I left, I had to wake up around 2:oo a.m. Since I live out on the country, it would take roughly around 2 hours just to get to the city. And then from Kansas City to Washington took up another 4 hours. Then from there, I'd have to take another airplane to a city near Forks. And then, an hour long drive to Forks.

The flying wasn't that bad. Truth be told, I slept through all of it. I was just a little bit nervous about the drive with my grandpa, Charlie. I've never actually been alone with him before.

The drive was mostly quiet, except at the beginning where he told me how much I'd grown and all the stuff adults tell you when they see you.

When we got to the house, I unpacked my things in my mom's old room. Once that was done, I thought I might want to explore the town. I told my grandpa if he didn't mind me leaving for a while.

"No, no, go ahead. You should be outside when the weather's this good," he said.

I looked out the window, confused.

"It's cloudy," I said, hoping that he was wrong.

He chuckled and said, "It's always cloudy around here. But at least it's not going to rain."

I went out with my raincoat anyway. Since I don't have a car, I have to walk everywhere. But I don't mind, I like walking (unlike my mom, who can't walk 10 feet without tripping).

I like Forks. It's a small, quiet, and completely ordinary. I walked around for about an hour when I decided to get something to eat. I found this small, cheap restaurant. As I was walking toward it, I heard something.

"Bella."

I stopped and turned around, looking for whoever said that. Right when I did, I saw the most gorgeous guy I have ever seen. He was pale and not very muscular, but somehow, he was beautiful, inhumanly beautiful. He had reddish-brownish hair, and his eyes were a deep gold. Even if someone shot someone 10 yards away, I wouldn't be able to look away from him.

"I-I'm sorry, what did you say?" I said, remembering why I turned around.

He studied me for a minute and then said, "I'm sorry, I thought you were someone else." And then he turned around to walk away.

"Wait!" I yelled. "You know Bella?"

"No," he said while he was walking away.

"Wait!" I followed after him. I knew he had said my mom's name and I was going to find out what he knew about her. "I know you know her. If you don't want to tell me how you know, that's fine, but you will just answer some questions for me?"

"No," he answered quickly, "and even if I wanted to, what makes you think you're so different than the others who wanted to ask me about her?" he said starting to get annoyed.

"Well," I said, hoping to get some information, "first off, I'm her daughter."

That seemed to get his attention.

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