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We all grow old,
And before you swim you gotta be ok to sink.
Earth to Bella,
The world can be an unfriendly place.
So hold your head up
And do your best to save some face.
It's not so hard...
Just undo yourself and see a
Second sun ascend.
-earth to bella by incubus
BPOV
I woke up Saturday morning to a dull gray sky. The weather here was hard to get used too, as I am used to the harsh heat and bright sun of Phoenix. I decided to make breakfast, hoping it would take my mind off of things. I went to the bathroom to comb the knots out of my hair and quickly brush my teeth.
When I was done I roamed towards the kitchen.
I was beginning to cook the bacon when I heard Renee stumble into the kitchen. I looked up at the stove's clock and realized it was already 9:45. I turned to her and gave her a tiny smile. "G-g-good mooorning mom." I said.
"Good morning yourself," she said, "Can I help with anything?"
I laughed, "Iiif you waaant t-toast you caan s-s-start um that?" She nodded, looked around for the loaf of bread in the pantry, and then popped four slices into the toaster. I finished up the bacon, and began setting the table. I put the eggs, bacon, toast, butter, juice, and coffee in the middle of the table, and asked Renee if she wanted anything else. She shook her head and she seemed pleased with the display. We sat and ate in silence for a while, when Renee suddenly spoke, "I have a few interviews in town today and I won't be home until after 5pm or so." I nodded curtly and wished her luck.
We finished up breakfast and Renee cleaned the kitchen for me. I thanked her and she headed upstairs to start getting ready for her day. I walked to my room and sat down on my bed. What can I do for the rest of the day? I sat there thinking for a while. I Wish I could drive around but ihad no clue where my truck was.
I quickly walked to Renee's door and knocked gently. She opened a few seconds later, her hair was damp and she had a very confused look on her face. "Mom, w-where is my uhh truckkk?" Her eyes widened and she said softly, "I sold it so we could afford your tests and possibly your surgery." My heart sunk, But I nodded with tears in my eyes and turned away.
That truck was my life. How am I supposed to get to school everyday? Or just drive myself around? I couldn't always rely on Renee. I was going to be isolated in this house everyday now. I can see the routine beginning already. School, Dr. Cullen's, then home. No drives, or outings with my possible friends. I dragged my feet to my room, with my head down. This can't be happening. Forks was supposed to be a good thing. I was supposed to become happy and not have to worry about anything anymore. But when was life ever fair to me anyways?
EPOV
I dug deeper into the bed as the sky got a little brighter. I knew it wasn't night anymore, but I didn't want to get out of bed. I felt horrible. I had a throbbing headache and my stomach whirled. I reached over to my bedside table grabbed the aspirin from the second drawer and swallowed two pills dry, too lazy to look for water. I winced as I got up to brush my teeth. I had a horrible taste in my mouth and it was making me more nauseated than I already was.
I wobbled back to the bed and saw that it was only 11:15am. I am going to catch two more hours of sleep. Hopefully the headache would be gone by then. I threw my head down on the pillow and stuck the other one on top of my head to block out any sounds and light.
A little while later I awoke abruptly. I threw off the pillow covering my head, sitting up quickly. The room was spinning and I suddenly got up and ran for the toilet. Hangovers are the worst. I wiped my mouth and went to the sink and rinsed my face with cold water. I felt a little better getting that shit out of my system.
I went downstairs and I heard a muffled voice from Carlisle's office. I heard something about someone not having a truck. I didn't find the conversation interesting, so I went to the kitchen, and opened up our stocked fridge. I grabbed a bottle of water and tenderly sipped from it, not wanting to upset my stomach even more. I headed to the foyer to see what Carlisle was doing to find him pacing.
"Carlisle is everything okay?" I asked a little bit concerned.
"I'm not sure, Renee just called me," he answered, "Bella doesn't have her truck anymore Renee sold it and she didn't realize Bella would have to drive herself to school."
"And?" I asked, knowing where this was going.
"Would you mind driving her to and from school Edward?" he asked his eyes pleading.
"Umm, I guess. I mean it won't be for that long right? Just until she gets another car?" I responded.
"Yes, Renee is hoping to buy her car by April. Alice was supposed to drive her, but her car is in the shop. And Jasper is driving Alice to school for now. But thank you so much Edward. Bella and Renee will be very thankful." He said relieved.
"You're just lucky that she lives next door and that Tanya gets her own ride to school." I concluded, rolling my eyes and walking upstairs.
I sat down on my bed, trying to figure out how I can get Bella to school without Tanya noticing her getting out of my car. If anything goes wrong, I'd just have to explain to Tanya, and maybe accept a slap in the face. Since she's such a jealous bitch. I sat down on my couch and glanced out my window. I noticed a girl sitting on her bed crying. It was Bella? I couldn't forget those brown locks of hair. Plus she lived next door so it would be a logical explanation. To my surprise, I was concerned for her. What could be wrong? She wiped her eyes and looked over towards my window. Then she saw me, and it seemed as if she lost her breath. She looked away immediately. I couldn't take my eyes away. I thought about opening my window and trying to get her to talk to me. But I ignored that, and thought, what could I do for her? I decided to just walk away. There's nothing that I can do for her. No way to communicate. I went to my nightstand and grabbed my car keys. I was going to go for a drive and hopefully Bella wouldn't be in my window when I got back.
