It had been a week before I finally broke down and it hit me, she was not coming she had been telling the truth and she wasn't coming back. I
had lost all will to figure her out and all I wanted now was my baby back and I didn't even know if I could do that. This whole week had been
nothing but the stages of grief and even if I could never accept it, that she was gone I knew I could never blame her because whatever reason
she had for doing this I knew it had to be a good one and that she was doing this for me. And because of this I felt a little closer to my
daughter and her husband then before I remember when he left Charlie telling me she wasn't angry with him and at the time I didn't
understand but though now I do I don't think I could ever feel the amount of pain she went through and I doubt I ever will.
I had finally made my way out of my grief and into my old, dusty, nasty rental of a car and to Charlie's house for a final goodbye. I couldn't stay
in this dreary rainy little town any longer it had too many unwanted memories and after all I really really hate forks. I pull into the drive
way and walk up too familiar never changing steps to the house.
We talk for a minute before he invites me in evidently things still awkward between us and it still spokes me out that nothing has changed right
down to the hardwood floors to the yellow cabinets in the kitchen. We talk for awhile and about nothing in particular, both of us knowing I was
leaving and both of us not knowing how to reach that topic. As Charlie excused himself and I was figuring out how I could tell Charlie and run
for it, I saw it. A note on the counter with one name in the whole word I wanted to see the most. Bella. I ran and grabbed it, hoping I wasn't
losing my mind as my mind went into overdrive when I saw the date. Yesterday, she wrote this yesterday. I read hoping for a clue, hoping
that I could still find her, hoping was all I had left.
Dear Dad,
I am so sorry we had to leave but it was for your safety and mom's that I did, I just hope you can forgive me and mom as well but sadly I
understand if both of you don't. I love you and please tell mom I love her too. I did not write to her because it would be too dangerous. Not a
need to know, we will contact you as soon as we can otherwise be paicent. Love you tell mom…. for me.
Bella Cullen
So there was all hope after all I just had to find it.
A/N HELP I NEED IDEAS sorry this is short and it took awhile but reviews would me most helpful and any ideas I'm out!!!!!