Bad to the Bones
Chapter 1
"Bella, you don't have to do this sweetheart." My mother was concerned; I saw it in her eyes. She was easy to read, everything was written on her forehead.
"Don't worry mom, I'll be fine. Charlie picks me op from the airport and then we are in Forks." She slimed bravely.
"I know Bella; it's just that I am going to miss you so much." We both smiled at each other. I didn't want to go to Forks, I hated that stupid village. Renee was always there for me, she was my mother and my best friend. Things changed a lot when Phil came. Phil is my mother's new husband and a baseball player. When you are a baseball player you have to travel a lot, Renee always stayed home for me. But I didn't believe she was happy, so I decided to leave and live with my dad for a while.
At the airport in Seattle.
There he was Charlie, my father. I actually did miss him, but the village where he lived in absolutely not. Living in Phoenix, that's what I enjoyed, the sun and the warmth. And now I am in Seattle in the state Washington, the coldest state in de US. From the beginning I knew I was going to regret this decision. But I did everything to make my mom happy.
"Bella, how are you?" It was something typical for Charlie. I hadn't seen him since last summer and he says:"How are you?" He was never good at expressing his feelings. It's one of the many reasons why my mother left him.
"Hi Cha-Dad, I am good. The trip was fine." A smile appeared on his face. Charlie was very nice, quiet but nice. In his eyes I saw a little happiness. He missed me and we both knew it.
On our way to Forks I didn't see anything but green: the trees, the ground even the sky and the water were green. The sun was nowhere to be found. How was I going to survive this? I had to survive in my own personal hell. I just wanted to go home, back to Phoenix, the sun and the warmth.
The whole trip to Forks was quiet, we both didn't know what to say, and it felt really awkward.
When we arrived in Forks I got a weird feeling someone was watching me. Of course I knew it was an insane though. Who on earth would be watching me? Precisely nobody. I was a girl who doesn't stand in the spotlights; actually I hated to be in the spotlights. It was not that I want to stand in a corner in the shadow. I wanted to stand in the middle between the shadow and the light, the light of the sun. I considered it as my own personal spot. In Phoenix that went perfectly and I wanted to keep it in Forks that exact same way.
At the end of the street I already saw Charlie's house and now also my house, yeah. I was jumping in the air of happiness. In that same second I felt I died as a bad person and that I just arrived in hell. With the Devil looking at me with an evil grin on his face. Cold shivers went down along my back. Charlie stopped the car and grabbed my stuff out of the trunk. He helped me to put my things in my room. The room was actually the same as the way it was on the day I was born. Instead of a bed steady there was a large bed for two persons and a writing desk. On the wall there were even hanging drawings I made for Charlie when I was five. I tried hard not letting Charlie notice I was a bit disappointed. A bravely slime came on my face and I thanked him for helping me. He was looking nervously around the room.
"Well I will leave you alone for a bit." Said Charlie and he walked out the room. I sat down on my bed and let a weary sigh come out off my mouth. And there I was sitting in my new room, not knowing what I was supposed to do.
By six o'clock I was finished with unpacking. I had to force myself to actually do it and not to run away. If the weekends end I had to go to school, Forks High. This was definitely going to be my death.
"Bella dinner is ready." Charlie yelled. I was glad; I hadn't eaten much because the flight was exactly at twelve o'clock. Quietly I came down the stairs. Charlie didn't turn when I came in the kitchen. On the table there were laying two plates with pizza.
"You still didn't learn how to cook, did you?"Charlie began to laugh what surprised me.
"You got that right. I was actually hoping you could make dinner some time." I grinned. It wasn't a bad idea; I always loved to cook for Renee.
"Sure I'll do it."
We were sitting at the dining table and we were actually talking. To be precise, Charlie was asking questions and I answered them.
"How is Renee?" I looked up with a surprised face. I didn't expect he would ask about Renee. Though I thought it was a good thing. Charlie never wanted to divorce her, and since he never asked about her. But then I thought he was happy because, she was happy with Phil.
"She is good, Phil makes her really happy." A smile appeared on his face.
"That is good to hear." With that last sentence the conversation was over. We both eat quietly, what felt comfortable.
I was doing the dishes when Charlie was watching the football game. Football I hated it, a few guys who run after a ball and beat each other up. When I thought about it for a bit I concluded I didn't like any sports at all. I was as clumsy as hell; there wasn't a thing where I hadn't fallen over. To make it any better there were always people watching, very embarrassing. They always laughed at me but I didn't blame them. I would do the exact same thing if I saw someone falling the way I sometimes did.
When I was finished with the dishes I went upstairs. I didn't really know what I had to do. It would stay that way for the whole weekend I was afraid. At least there was one good part of it, it wouldn't be Monday soon. Forks was a small village there were living about 3000 people. Everybody knew everybody; gossip would go through the whole village as soon as it would be on the television. The most embarrassing thing was that Charlie had to drive me. He was a police officer what makes him driving a police car. The whole school would be laughing when I came out off that stupid car. I was just hoping Charlie wouldn't say something embarrassing as: "Have fun sweetheart." Charlie didn't say such things often, but you would see that he would say it then.
In my room I took a book from my writing desk and began reading it, Romeo and Juliet. It was my favourite book, I don't know why maybe because it was about more than love between two people. I had never experienced something like that.
"Bella, Renee is on the phone for you." Charlie said quietly when he opened my bedroom door. I nodded and took over the phone from him.
"Why haven't you called me Isabella Swan? I was worried sick." Renee yelled through the phone. I let a sigh go out of my mouth. The homesickness came right back when I heard Renee's voice.
"I already called you three times on your cell phone." Renee was still yelling.
"Mom calm down. The batteries of my phone are dead and I am good. The flight went also good. We just eat." When I told her this, she cooled a bit down. The rest of the conversation was the same as always. If almost felt like I never went away, we were laughing and talking about nothing. After a half hour Renee had to hang up because Phil had to go to bed. It was still early but he had an important meeting on Saturday what was at six o'clock in the morning.
The rest of the weekend was unexpected; it was the same as in Phoenix. I did some chores in the house and Charlie and I went to the supermarket together. It wasn't the same fun as I had with Renee, but with Charlie it was quiet and enjoyable. In the car we talked a bit. He took off for the whole weekend (from his job) so I won't be alone. A glad feeling went through my body; I didn't know what I was supposed to do for the whole weekend if he wasn't in de house.
I was sitting on my bed, I was about to go to bed but something hold me back. I had to go to school tomorrow I was so nervous, I had no idea what to expect. Was it a school where are nice people or was it a school where are only bullies? I really hoped it was my first thought. Actually why was I thinking about that, I had to go to sports. In Phoenix you weren't forced to continue with sports after your second year. I hated sports because of my clumsiness, it always caused for trouble. The big problem was that I didn't only hurt myself when I fell. There were always people surrounding me but I never did it on purpose. I went to the bathroom and made myself at home. I took a fast shower, brushed my teeth, brushed my hair, packed my stuff for the next day and went to sleep.
In the morning, my buzzer went off. I had to make sure I was looking good today, so the other students would have less to laugh at. I putt on new clothes where Renee and I went shopping for and on my face I putted a bit make-up. When I was ready I went downstairs. Charlie was already eating, on the other end of the table there was a boll with cornflakes in it. After we finished with breakfast we went to the car. I had to force myself not to look at the police car. The trip was quiet; I guess Charlie felt that I didn't want to be there. It wasn't a big travel, when we arrived I stepped out of the car. There weren't many people, actually only a few boys. But they didn't notice me.