Bella smiled as she reached the large family home; she could remember living here when she was little.

As she walked up to the front door; the pain in her chest became worse.

It was like intense heart burn but… not.

She missed Paul.

Bella shook her head, no she didn't.

She loved Florida and she loved to visit her mom.

So why couldn't she get Paul out of her mind?

Bella tried to forget for at least a second before she reached the front door.

"Mom." She called as she pushed the door open.

"Bella? Bella!" Renee called as she appeared in the hallway.

"Mom. I've missed you." Bella breathed as she embraced her mother; she stroked her brown hair twice.

"I waited for you, Bella." Renee told her with a childish smile; Bella smiled as tears fell from her eyes.

"I know mom, I'm here now." She smiled.

"Are you here to take me home, now?" Bella swallowed thickly.

"Mom, you know I can't do that. Not until you get better. You'll get better and I'll take you home, soon okay?" She promised; Renee froze with a frown on her face.

"Why do you wanna go home anyway, mom?" Bella asked with a fake laugh as she skipped through the warm house.

"…Florida is amazing. It's so sunny here, mom. And there's a beach right next door. I wish I could live here." She mused; Renee shook her head violently.

"Mom, stop that. Mom, stop." Her voice cracked as she pleaded; she pulled her mother into her body and held her tight enough that she couldn't move.

From the corner of her eye she could see Phil, standing in the kitchen and looking at the two of them with cautious eyes.

"I don't wanna live here, Bella. I wanna go back home, I wanna see Charlie. I wanna see Isaac." She shouted. Bella's eyes squeezed shut and tears left them.

"I know mom but dad and Isaac aren't here anymore. We talked about this." She reminded Renee; her mom held onto her body tighter and cried.

"It's not fair." She sobbed.

"No mom, it isn't."

"They don't understand, Bella. Going home, being at home in the only thing that's gonna fix me. It's the only thing that can help me get better. It's not fair…"

"No mom, it isn't."

Later on

"How is she?" Bella asked Phil before taking a sip of her water.

"She's doing better, Bella but she has good days and bad days." He answered, reading through his notes from the past month.

"Thank-you Phil, for everything you've done for her." She said to him; he cracked a smile, his eyes wrinkling at the side as he did so.

"It's nothing. I'm just doing my job." He reassured her; Bella nodded but she thought otherwise.

For the past two years, ever since Renee's state of mind had taken a turn for the worst, Phil had been her main carer.

Bella was more thankful than he would ever know; she regretted that she didn't have the time to look after her mother.

She had tried it, she thought about leaving school to take care of her mother but unfortunately it wasn't in Renee's best interest.

Bella thought it had something to do with the resemblance she bore to both Isaac and Charlie that made Renee react to her in odd, sometimes violent ways.

That was why she only came to visit once every three months or so and she only ever stayed for a weekend at most.

The next day

"Yo, we're here… get out." Bella's eyes snapped open and she looked around; huh?

It was already dark.

Who knew the ride home from the airport would be so quick.

"How much do I owe you?" She asked the taxi driver; he rolled his eyes.

"Like I said before fifty dollars." Bella quickly paid the man and got out of the car; she scowled at him as he drove away.

She grabbed her bags and went inside her house; as soon as she closed the door behind her, the bell rang. Her eye brows furrowed and she opened it.

"Oh my god!" She screamed as she was hoisted into the air and then squeezed against her attacker's body. She tried to pull away but he wouldn't let go.

"Paul! Let go!" She giggled a little despite herself.

"I thought you left me." He whispered into her ear; she shook her head.

"I didn't leave stupid, let me go." He chuckled and loosened his hold on her.

Bella straightened her clothes out and then noticed that he was hardly wearing any.

Just like the time at the hospital.

Bella turned and made her way towards the kitchen; she was starving.

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