Disclaimer: I do not own these characters. Stephenie Meyer does and I love her for creating these characters and her story that goes along with them.
When I opened my eyes, I felt my head throbbing and saw the amount of light outside and thought that it had to be at least noon. Knowing that I had missed school and Phil was at work I deicided to go take a nice relaxing, bath and then call Charlie. Before I started the bath though, I took two aspirin for my head and ate a piece of toast so that I would not be on an empty stomach. As I walked into the bathroom I ran my fingers though my hair and yawned, but as I was doing this I felt a huge bump that had been created from whatever Phil used to hit me on the side of the head with this morning. But this did not worry me because of the fact there was a bump which meant I didn't have concussion. I turned the water on as hot as it could go, poured some bath salts in and filled the tub with water.
Once I was done with my bath and I smelled like my strawberry shampoo, I dried my hair, put on some make-up to cover the fading bruises I had from before Phil left, and got dressed. Once I was finally ready, I went into my room and looked up Forks. This took a while to get the key words for my Google search right because I kept getting websites on forks not Forks, but when I finally typed in 'Maps of Forks' I found the information I was looking for. Forks was located in Washington State and was three hours behind Florida. So with this new found information, I looked at the time on my computer which said 3 pm and decided to call my dad. I picked up the phone in my room and dialed 1-5-6-1-3-3-9-1-9-0-1 and then the phone rang. It rang three times before the answering machine picked up and said "Dad it is recording now go…".and then the voice of another man that sounded somewhat flustered said "Oh, umm, Hi you have reached Charlie and Emmett Swan….Please leave a message." and then I heard a beep and hung up. I suddenly felt sudden rejection that my father had forgottened me, which I knew was not a rational thought because he was probably at work or something. Still, the fact that he did not pick up, for whatever the reason was, hurt and I felt like I had just been rejected and that Phil had been right about my father not loving me. With that, I ran to the bathroom and found my razor and quickly ripped it across my skin and felt the blood rise out of their new cuts and the metallic smell in the air, that made me want to pass out. I quickly bandaged it up not wanting to pass out and leave myself vulnerable to Phil when he came home.
I went downstairs having lost my appetite to eat, but still knowing that I would have to have dinner ready in an hour and half for Phil unless I had a death wish which I was starting to wonder if that would be better because I had no one. My mother had left me alone with this monster she called her fiancé, my dad didn't want me, and my boyfriend James had broken up with me because he thought that I was 'to needy, ungrateful, ugly, and boring'. A tear rolled down my cheek but I quickly wiped it and started with dinner. I made fettuccini and had it on the table just as he walked in the door and was about to run to my room when he stopped me. I turned around to look at him and he wasn't drunk for once which confused me, but I slowly walked towards him knowing that even if he wasn't drunk he would still hit me and hit me hard and still find it entertaining.
I stopped about two feet away from him and said "Yes Phil?"
He looked me in the eyes and said "Since your mom is gone, I do not have to take care of you anymore and I do not want to take care of you anymore, therefore you no longer live here. You have until tomorrow morning to get out." and with that, he just turned around and eat his dinner.
I ran upstairs, not wanting him to see the tears that were threatening to spill from my eyes as I was now homeless. I ran to my room and took out a the biggest suitcase I could find and then started packing up the few things that I had. I then ran to my mom's room and grabbed all of Charlie's notes and put them in a small backpack along with my dairy. That's when I realized my only two options where to either become a bum or go live with Charlie. Just then the phone rang so I picked it up and said "Hello" in a very shaky voice since I was trying to stop the tears that where still rolling down my cheeks.
"Renee is that you…what's wrong?" The voice on the other end sounded familiar and it took me a second to recognize it since I had only heard it once, but once I did I knew what I had to do. "Hello...Renee?"
I finally recovered and answered "Oh hello Charlie…"
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