Summary: Emmett disagrees with his family, especially Edward,for leaving a heartbroken Bella behind after her birthday incident, so he decides to return and care for her.
" I wouldn't have left her like you did!"
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight. Stephanie Myer is the respective owner, I'm just fooling around with the characters.
"Jacob called for you today,"
That name sounded so foreign on Charlie's lips, she had to blink to process what he just said.
Bella hadn't spoken to Jacob since that night he had taken her to the last dance of the year, which was techincally only four months ago, and she hadn't heard from him, or even bothered to contact him since then. She wasn't ready then, the mere thought of trying to keep herself together was just as exhausting and depressing as crying herself to sleep every night.
Truth be told, she still had those nights; courteousy of the flashbacks and nightmares that relished the idea of evading her mind while she slept. It was hard to admit, but it was going to take a long time to be able to really sleep peacefully again; heck live life normally again.
Well as normal as she made it to be, before she grew infactuated with greek god.
Jacob was undoubtedly informed about everything through his dad Billy, who learned from Charlie.
She couldn't even imagine how worried he must have been for her through those long, bleak three months.
Charlie sat on the couch, the channel flipped to a hocky match against Montana, holding a beer in one hand as he spoke. Bella eyed him as she set her bag down at the door. Due to circumstances at work, Charlie was unable to pick her up from school, so he proposed maybe a friend could take her home instead.
Jessica immediately agreed, now that they were officially talking again and still on for a movie tomorrow night. After that last minute excuse for being dragged to help Jessica shop in the Port Angeles out all day the night before(when she was really with Emmett), Charlie seemed to look content, as his brows weren't as furrowed and strained as they really were, and she even received a small nod of approval.
He was starting to feel that things were starting to progress a little with her. And that was what she wanted; she wasn't planning on leaving Forks anytime soon, especially not because he couldn't take being around his brooding, depressed daughter anymore.
When in reality, Bella was moving further and further into the deep end.
She walked over, rubbing the palms of her hands on the thighs of her jeans.
" What did he say?"
" He was really worried about you. Asked how you were doing mostly, after I told him you were at school and couldn't talk. He sounded really concerned about you Bella,"
Bella swallowed. " I figured he would be. It has been three months," Not that Bella was trying to criticize Jacob or anything, but she couldn't help but wonder why Jacob hadn't called the house before. Surely he had known for a while, and Charlie would have informed her if he did.
Did he tell her before and she was just was too caught up in her own world of anguish to acknowledge him?
" Maybe you could go visit him soon. I'm sure he'd love to have you over, Billy too," He added, setting his beer can on the coffee table. Bella folded her arms over her chest and nodded slightly, biting her lower lip.
"Maybe I will,"
" What happened to you two? You used to be the best of friends when you were younger. Is there a reason you don't want to talk to him?" He questioned her then, acknowledging the complicated tone in her voice.
Bella sighed, wishing he weren't so intuitive to a lot of the things she did or felt. Even when she were hiding it, there were times where he immediately knew what she was thinking or feeling, and it irked her a little.
" We were kids then Ch- Dad. Things aren't the same as they used to be,"
" You seemed to be getting along pretty well when you first moved back here Bella," He pressed.
" Nothing happened. It'll just be weird, you know. Having to face him after he's learned how messed up I've been lately. He'd might even label me as some nutcase,"
He happened.
Ever since then, Jacob had been doing everything he could to tell her about him and his family; things Bella were confused at first about but eventually surprised he knew, for someone who didn't even live in that side of Washington. Her eyes grew soft as she remembered his words; he had been right, about everything; the legends she had been told, were true about the Cullen family.
" He'll understand, Bella. He cares a lot about you,"
" I know. Maybe I'll visit him and Billy this weekend. That is, if I am allowed to drive my truck,"
A small smile formed on Charlie's lips as an uproar from the game on the television screen sounded through the room.
" I think that can be arranged,"
Bella nodded shortly and sent him a quick smile before grabbing her bag and making her way to the stairs. As she reached the top stair, she announced that she would get dinner going after she finished her homework, and with a quick approval from Charlie, she went to her room.
She closed the door gently behind her and set her bag on her wrinkled, purple comforter. She felt the cold, linen sheets under her as she sighed and realized she didn't even bother to make her bed like she used to anymore. She just couldn't do it; it took a lot out of her to try to operate like none of everything that made her feel like just about the most morbid person in the world, ever happened.
Sure she was trying. Trying for Charlie's sake, and in hopes that he wouldn't send her away, but it didn't relinquish the affliction she felt everyday that she realized she was never going to see, or hear from him ever again.
He had done so much in so little time to make her actually feel like she belonged in the world.
They were two lonely hearts connected through a world with just as much hate than amity.
Their love was inevitable; nothing was supposed to break them apart.
She clutched her chest dramatically and squeezed her eyes shut as a lump formed in her throat.
Maybe another good cry before starting her homework was what she needed.
Her eyes snapped open, however, when her cell phone buzzed in her front pocket. She quickly pulled it out and scanned the Caller ID, clearing her throat and pressing talk before she brought it to her ear. She feigned the ecstatic tone in her voice, that was something abnomal even for her.
Her mother didn't seem to notice, however.
" I just wanted to call and see how you were doing. Phil hopes the best for you too. Are you sure you don't want to come home honey? With me and Phil? Sure we'll have to move around every couple of months, but I'm positive you'll feel a lot more content away of Forks,"
"Forks is my home Mom, and I'm not going anywhere," She emphasized.
" Honey, I think you should reconsider. Even if your father has agreed to reason with you, it's not healthy for you to-"
"- can we not talk about this anymore? I've made my decision, and I'm staying in Forks. I'm sure you've dealt with similar circumstances whenever you've dated a guy in your younger years. It's not something to leave town over," Bella replied indecently, pretending to be agitated at the thought.
Truthfully, nothing her mother went through compared to what Bella had to experience; supernatural discovery included, and eventually had to live with as the truth haunted her every night.
Not even close.
" Besides," Bella pauses, not sure at first if she even wanted to fill her in, even on her "progress", but it would do some good on her side of things. " I making an effort to live again. I've made plans twice in a row so far to hang out with a friend,"
She traced her index finger on the embroided flower on the comforter beneath her.
" Oh that's great honey, really. I'm glad you're feeling a little better. I know this is hard on you, but I want you to understand that you can talk to me whenever you have something troubling you. Break-ups are the worst, I mean you've said it youself, I've been where you are,"
" What was your first break up like?"
" Oh it was horrible," Renee moaned. " He was my first love after all, a couple of years before I met your father. I was a sophomore at Andrew Hill High School in Downey; he was a year my senior. David Glenn was his name. We had coincedentally shared a math class in middle school and he hadn't noticed me then. But knowing how most young girls operate when they have a crush on a certain someone, I had noticed him since the first day of school that year,"
" That sounds.. really adorable," She admitted, chuckling. Her mom, wobbly-legged and love-struck? It was hard to really imagine, the strong-willed and tall woman that she was, even if she was a little girl then. The thought made Bella smile a little into the phone.
" I was thirteen, and I was positive he was the one for me. I was even set on asking him to marry me when the time came," Yes, that sounded like her mother very much.
" We had Literature together that year in fact. He introduced himself to me one day and I sheepishly acknowledged him like we had never met before. We had talked a few weeks after that, and then he asked me to the Back to School dance. I said yes, and he was my date. Not long after that, he asked me out,"
Bella chuckled at how happy she sounded. " He sounds nice, Mom. What made you two separate?"
" He cheated on me with Sally Perkins at a house party I knew nothing about a month later. The next day, I planned on confronting him about it all morning, but he got to me first. Told me heartlessly in front of the entire school during lunch that it was over between us, but by then everyone else had already found out about the scandal,"
" Oh Mom, I'm sorry. That must have been hard for you,"
" Your grandmother hated him anyway. Something about him being too cheery. You never could please that bitter woman," She mumbled back. Bella never met her grandmother, who was still alive from what Renee told her. Her mom never bothered to contact her, seeing as she was always known to be bitter and pessimistic, even to her own daughter. And that's what eventually drove her away from her.
" But hey, I moved on, met your father, and had you. All the post- diseaster Davids in world couldn't bring me nearly as much joy," Bella grinned cheekily into the phone. Only her mother could make her feel that way. It was then that she felt herself starting to grow emotional again.
It had been a while since she had spoken to her too.
This was nice, talking to her again. She had actually learned something about her mother she never knew before, and the idea was heart-warming.
" I miss you," She muttered softly, sadly.
" I miss you too baby. Promise me you'll visit when you have the time,"
" Of course I will. I'd better go. I have homework to finish, and dinner to cook,"
" Take care of yourself Bella. I love you,"
" I love you too, Mom. Goodbye," Bella ended the call and tossed her phone onto the bed. She sighed.
The homework wasn't going to start itself.
ooOoo
She finished the homework no less than an hour later, and had dinner ready by eight.
She fixed up an infamous pot of spaghetti and meatballs with garlic bread and salad, and ate with Charlie that night. She didn't eat much, there were too many things on her mind at the time.
Like why Emmett was unusually absent at school that day. He was no where to be found, and he didn't pop up all ninja- like while she made her way to class, like he had a habit of doing.
Was he gone for good, Bella started to wonder.
Did he get tired of her too?
He sounded so sincere before. He vowed he wouldn't be going anywhere when she tried to protest in his truck; and when he discussed just how affected he was by her at the restaurant, staring though her with those smoldering, deep topaz eyes.
She shuddered. She had never seen him so attentive, so intense before about anything, especially about her.
It was almost scary.
Charlie didn't seem too occupied with Bella to notice the somber look on her face, as there was another game going on, though he did glance at her occasionally. She washed and dried the dishes and pots after he finished and excused herself for bed. After receiving a whole- hearted good night, she trudged upstairs to her room.
She stripped herself from her day wear and settled into a pair of dark sweatpants and a tank top. She made a quick trip to the bathroom to brush her teeth, then turned out the light and settled into bed. Bringing her covers to her chin, she faced the dark window, the moon half full in a sky of purple, black and twinkling stars.
Were things actually getting better for her? In all truth, she felt just as surpressed to sulk as she first started, even if she were talking to her friends again, and eating more of her food.
Talking to Emmett.
None of that could take away the ache in her heart that decided to enclose her heart when she was most vulnerable; whenever she was alone or in bed.
Admittingly enough, not even Emmett. Not that she would have wanted him to try.
He didn't even belong here with her in the first place.
He shouldn't have anything to do with her at all.
She wouldn't expect him to understand. In fact, she wouldn't be surprised if he finally figured out his place in all this and decided to spare himself the trouble and time.
What could he possibly need from sullen and clumsy Bella Swan?
Perhaps... he's already figured that out.
Maybe's he's already left.
Author's Note: Hey guys! So I wanted to get this out before I started my homework, so here it is! You like? I didn't know when I would be updating any time soon as I decided to get typing now, besides I'm sure you guys were eagerly awaiting a early update anyway right?
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