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.
"Oh hello Charlie…yea it's Renee" I said, trying to get a hold of myself so I could think clearly enough to pull this off.
"What's the matter?" he paused, waiting for me to answer but I couldn't think of what to say "The caller ID says you called here today..." and yet another long pause at which I was at a loss of words "Did you need something?"
Finally he asked a question I had an answer for "Yes." my voice shaking a little bit "I was wondering if Bella could live with you for-"
Charlie cut me off and almost yelled "STAY WITH ME?! OF COURSE!" he sounded like a little kid on Christmas who got exactly what he'd wished for, but never thought he would get. Suddenly, Charlie released how excited he must have sounded, so he tried to get control of his emotions. "When would Bells be coming and for how long would she be staying?"
I thought about the best way to phrase and then spoke, scared that this would be too much "Well, she would be coming tomorrow and would be staying for the rest of her junior and senior year…?
"Of course. That would be okay…That is more then okay, Renee…but why so sudden if everything's okay?"
Crap! I hadn't thought of the reason why I had to come. I did not want to tell him that this was Bella and that my mom had walked out on me and that Phil was beating me. I must have paused too long and he took it as if it was something I did not want to talk about because he simply said...
"Well it does not really matter why. All that matters is she is coming to live with me for two years!"
"ISABELLA" I heard an angry voice from downstairs and footsteps coming up the stairs, so I figured I had to end the conversation with Charlie quick.
"Well thanks Charlie. I got to go. Phil's calling me."
"Well okay…but when is she getting here tomorrow?"
Crap! I had not thought of that either. How was I going to get to Forks…? Much less Washington…? "That is what me and Phil are going to talk about right now I will call you back later tonight or tomorrow." and with that I hung up the phone.
By this time, I had no time to hid from Phil. He swung open the door and stomped over to me and said "When I said you are kicked out of this house, I meant it. So you better have your stuff packed and I better not get any calls of anyone saying I deserted you or you- "
But I cut him off before he could finish "I am going to live with Charlie"
This seemed to shock him, but he quickly got red in the face and said "You better not tell him about me beating you or me kicking you out or I will find your mother and hunt her down for the piece of shit she is and kill her! So help me god, I will and you know I will!"
And with that, he glared at me for a second and realizing he was waiting of my answer, I responded with a simple "Yes sir."
"That's what I thought" He went to turn around and exit, but not before he punched me in the gut, making me gasp for air and fall to the ground in pain from both the blow and the pain that was emanating from my left ribs.
I carefully picked myself back up not to use my right hand, as it was broken I was sure. Once I was up and had caught my breath, I went to my bedroom door and locked it before going into my closet and getting my stash of money. I dumped all the money I had on my bed and counted a total of 501.12. Suddenly the number 500 made me remember the check Charlie had sent me and that meant I had 1501.12 once I cashed that check. So I went to look up the prices of plane tickets to Forks. I found the cheapest ticket I could, which came to 450 for a one way ticket. The flight left at two in the morning so I had time to spare in getting to the airport.
I was bringing my stuff downstairs when I realized I needed to call Charlie again. So I picked up the phone and looked through the caller ID and found Charlie Swan and pressed dial. The phone rang once and then I heard Charlie's excited voice on the other end.
"Hello Renee!"
"Hi Charlie, I have the information for Bella's flight…Flight number 1-112 and it leaves here at 2am and should arrive in Port Angeles at around 5am and she will take a cab to your house-"
He cut me off and in disgusted way saying "What? She is not taking a cab to my house." reject flew through me until he finished his sentence "I will be there to pick her up. Tell her I will meet her by the baggage claim."
"Are you sure? I know that is really early in the morning and this is such sort notice." I was amazed at how claim he was about getting another child to have to feed and pay to take care of the next two years.
Sensing there was nothing left to say, I ended the conversation by saying "Well, I have got to get Bella to the airport if she is going to make that flight. We still have to buy the ticket." And with that I hung up.
I then called a cab company and waited outside. The cab pulled up ten minutes later and I loaded my one suitcase that had everything I owned and cared about in it and grabbed my purse and told the cab driver "Jacksonville Airport, please." and with that, the cab pulled away and I never looked back at that house and hoped to God that I would never see it again.
I have a poll up on different Phobias you want Bella to have and if you have one you think would be a good one write me a review and I will see if I cant put it in somehow….thanks for reading…please review so I know what you think … )
Alisa