Bella
After school that night I went to the supermarket and bought some groceries for tonight's dinner; I learned that Charlie can't cook and all he had in the house was three eggs – delicious – so I decided to become chef of the banqueting hall. I arrived at the house before Charlie and began making dinner.
Charlie doesn't know about my 'condition'. Renee (it's not letting me put the accent on the end) never told him as she didn't know until I was eight but even then I didn't want him to know.
Today I planned on changing that.
I heard the key in the lock and ran to the table, quickly setting the table and serving dinner. I leaned on the counter waiting for my dad to come in. A few minutes later, Charlie came into the kitchen with his gun already hanged up and in his uniform.
"Bells? Honey, have you cooked? It smells delicious!" he exclaimed looking at the food with excitement in his eyes.
"Yeah, Dad." I blushed deeply.
"Wow!"
We both sat down on the table and began eating dinner in silence. Normally the silence would be fine but for some reason it had an awkward edge.
"So how was school then?" he asked, trying to make conversation.
"It was alright – I made a few friends."
"That's good then."
I looked at Charlie. He was a good father but I thought he was a bit oblivious. Did he not think that me abruptly coming to live with him wasn't strange? Don't get me wrong – he is great being chief of police but he hasn't really realised me. To be honest, I didn't know a thing about him and he didn't know a thing about me.
I put down my fork loudly. He looked up and slowly put down his knife and fork.
"Bella?"
"Dad there's something I need to tell you." I gulped and he nodded for me to carry on.
"Did Mom ever tell you about my 'condition'?" I asked making quotation marks with my hands.
"No. Bella what's wrong?"
"Look Dad, Mom never told you this but I have a condition" I said as tears started to fall from my eyes. I carried on, "I have something doctors have never seen and barely anyone knows about it but . . . I c-can't see col-urs, all I see is grey. Grey." Tears were streaming down my cheeks and Charlie was in shock.
I stood up shaking, going to run to my room when Charlie stood up and put his arms around me.
"It's alright. It's alright." He whispered as he hugged me.
"Your still my princess!"
I am so sorry for just leaving this story for months but it is because I broke my laptop and lost my memory stick with all the files and couldn't update. I just wrote this really quickly and will update again in a few days.