Here's the story guys! I just want to explain something, Bella right now is going through something that's why she might have a bit of attitude towards everything. This story will contain swearing (Even though I do not swear).
Enough of my rambling.
Read on.
Green. Everything was fucking green in here.
After her...death, I had to pack my stuff and move in with my dad to a small ass town in Washington called Forks.
Everyone around me showered me with their pity, I was fed up with it. They always said the same stuff. ''I am so sorry for your loss.'', ''It's ok to cry, darling.'', ''I understand what you're going through.''
Lies. That's what they are. They do not know how I feel!
''You've grown so much.'' Charlie interrupted my train of thoughts.
Charlie. I hadn't seen him since I was 5. My parents got divorced when I was just a baby, and my mum moved away to sunny Phoenix.
Now I see why. Everything here is so... alien like.
''Mh.'' I murmured.
''Look, Bells, I know you're going through...something. I don't wanna pressure you, just know I'm here for you, kay?'' He said awkwardly.
Thanks but no thanks.
''Ok.''
Her funeral was going to be held here, like this was her hometown. I didn't want to go, I didn't want the pity of a bunch nosy, random people who I don't know.
An image of my mum came to my mind. She was smiling down at me while combing my hair with her fingers.
I shut my eyes tightly, stopping myself from crying.
I miss her so much. I sighed.
It's your fault she died! You brought this on yourself. A voice in my head accused.
No! I didn't mean for it to end like this!
It doesn't matter anymore. You killed her!
I tried to stop thinking about that. Angry tears streamed down my face.
No. It's not my fault.
''Bells.'' Charlie said, getting my attention.
''Um yes?'' I cleaned my face quickly.
''Uh we are here.'' He said making me notice that we were parked in front of a big, two-story, house.
''Right.'' I said getting out of the car.
''Are you ok kiddo?'' Charlie said worried.
''Yup.''
''I'll take your suitcases.''
''Kay.'' I said following him into the house after he grabbed my suitcases.
''Home sweet home.'' Charlie said.
He showed me my room and the rest of the house.
''Look, Bells, due to my work, I have to travel constantly. Right now I have permission to stay home until the, er, funeral. After that I won't be home much.''
Charlie worked as a sales manager, or something like that. I didn't mind at all being alone. Actually I was glad I was going to be mostly alone.
He explained how it was going to work when he travels and then we ate dinner.
After dinner, I excused myself to my room. Everything was already set, the only things I brought on my suitcases were some clothes and my toiletries. I finished setting everything, I put the rest of my clothes in my closet, organized my personal stuff and toiletries. Then I stripped into a simple white tee, and some black shorts from pink.
I laid down on my bed and turned off my lamp. The only sound there was, is the soft pitter patter of the rain and soft sound of the TV coming from downstairs.
Why? Why did this have to happen to me. I didn't mean for this to happen! Now, I will never get to tell her I'm sorry. I will never get to tell her that everything I said that day was a lie.
The days passed by quickly, but the nights painfully slow. At night, my mind was invaded with horrible images. The death of my mum always being the main plot. I would wake up covered in sweat and tears.
The dreaded day came, her funeral.
I woke up with big dark bags below my eyes, and puffy red eyes.
I dressed my self *A/N: Outfits on my profile!* not caring to put on make up.
My dad was waiting for me downstairs, he hugged me and then we got in the car.
He drove us to a small old church, where many people were apparently waiting for us.
The funeral passed by slowly, people approaching me every second giving me their ''condolences'' and asking how I was.
I had a blank look on my face and my eyes were empty of emotion. I just nodded at everyone, occasionally murmuring a curt thanks.
Finally it was time to leave.
Fucking finally.
I was walking to the car when something caught my eye.
That's when I saw them.
The seven inhumanly beautiful people.
A little cliffy! Sorry if there are grammar mistakes, my main language isn't english! I will post outfits and stuff on my profile.
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