Today would have been like any other day, just a typical day being under my aunt's control. But it wasn't, the morning was slow and bitterness was in the air, it was felt when my aunt entered the room, I knew why she was like that. I could see the pain in her eyes when she would look at me, I could feel that she wanted to break down and gave up, but I wasn't about to do that to him, I needed to be strong for him.

So the only person who was willing to stay at my side was Adele with no complaints from her what so ever. The house was empty, my aunt gone off to get her minds off things as my uncle was at work, and he on the other hand had his ways of dealing with the pain. I couldn't be mad at them, my dad had always told me never to be mad at someone because then it would cast losing moments with them.

And let's not forget to mention that it's been two weeks since I last saw Edward, even in the worst of times, he manages to appear in my mind for a quick minute. I couldn't help but to be bugged by it, an irritated sighed escaped from my lips as I gathered my bag and a sweater. I shook my head a little and continued out the door, I met Adele in her car.

In a matter of moments she was driving, there was no talking and I was okay with that, I couldn't really find any words to form a sentence anyways. For the rest of the car ride I was staring out of the window, I watched the building, trees, cars and people pass in blurs. I kind of felt like my life was blurry as well.

I didn't notice that the car was parked, I never really zoned out that badly to not realize what's going on. The only reason I snapped out was because there was multiple taps on my window, I blinked a few times and looked up at Adele who gave me a weak smile.

I opened the door carefully not wanting to hit Adele, I reached into the car and grabbed my sweater and put it on with trouble seeing that my mind wasn't fully back to this reality. We started to walk and headed for the main entrance, my arms were wrapped around Adele's arm. As we made it to the front desk the receptionist looked up from the pile of papers.

"How may I help you?" she asked happily with a wide smile.

"We're here to see Charlie Swan, he's in room 209." Adele spoke knowing I wouldn't.

"Yes, of course…" She picked up a pen and grabbed two visitors passes and wrote the room number and my father's name before handing them over to us. I gently got mine out the woman's hand and peeled the sticker off and placed it on my sweater, Adele did the same and we were on our way.

"Hun, you mind if I use the restroom real quick? You can go on without me…" She insisted.

"No, I'll wait." I told her and nodded; to be honest I couldn't walk into that room alone, I didn't have it in me to.

Adele sighed knowing she wouldn't win if this fight was going to continue. She turned in one move and headed off to the restroom as I walked over to the waiting room that was just a door over; I took a deep breath and placed myself down on the chair nearest to the door so she could spot me.

The room wasn't packed, just a few people here, there was young man maybe my age or even older I wasn't sure and an older women flipping through one of the out dated magazines. I looked down at my lap for a moment or so and then looked up and jumped at the person who was standing in front of me, I quickly bent my arm to cover my visitor pass.

"Are you serious Bella? Everywhere I go you have to be there, do you like stalk me?" Edward teased and crossed his arms, this made the guy and women looked over to us.

I shook my head slowly and quickly looked away from him; he didn't like when I stared, or anything I did. I swallowed hard and rested my hand on my shoulder and took an uneasy breath. I felt his eyes on me and closed my eyes tightly for a moment, it felt extremely uncomfortable. And it wasn't help that I had extra pair of eyes on me. I opened my eyes and looked down at the tiled floor.

"Why are you here anyways, are you like visiting someone or like getting checked in finally so they could do some tests?" He taunted, I could hear the smirk forming on his lips. "Like it matters, they'll just waste their time; I mean it's obvious something is wrong with you…" He laughed and took the seat next to me, causing me to get a little tense.

I didn't bother to answer his questions, its not like he needed to know or he would even care if I told him. This was really the last thing I wanted to deal with; I couldn't go in that room feeling like this because I promised my dad I wouldn't enter unhappy.

"Well my reason of being here is because I got this friend, Emmett and he broke his leg and that dude over there, give a wave Jasper." Edward continued it was like he knew I wouldn't speak but then again he didn't seem to care.

"Why would I wave? I mean I'm the only guy in this waiting room and it looks like you're bugging her, maybe you should just leave her alone." The Jasper guy spoke, his voice was demanding.

"Bella, let's go." I heard Adele say from the hallway. I couldn't be any happier at the moment; I got up quickly and left the waiting room. I walked next to her and we stood in front the elevators, I pushed the up button.

"You weren't kidding about the rudeness Bells, the guy doesn't really hold back what he thinks huh?" Adele questioned of course being concerned.

"It's nothing that doesn't bug me." I answered as I entered the elevator and waited for her to get in as well before pushing the button for the second floor.

"Doesn't bug you? Sweetie you have all these emotions shining off that face of yours, you can't tell me that he doesn't bug you."

"Okay he bugs me, he annoys me, but I'm not going to let him walk all over my emotions, he wants me to snap and break and if I do it'll only bring him pleasure." I looked over to her and took a deep breath; I crossed my arms over my chest.

"You hang in there Bella, I'm sure once he knows that he can't get to you, he'll stop and just move on."

"What if I don't want him to move on?" I mumbled to myself and shook my head to the words that just came out of my mouth. I covered my face for a moment, hoping Adele didn't hear.

We got off the elevator and made quick turn around the corner to my dad's room, it was the last room on the left. As we got closer my heart was pounding faster and my hands began to feel cold. We stopped just outside the room; I looked at Adele and bit down on my lip.

"Go on Bella, everything is going to be just fine, I promise." She said and put her hand on my cheek, I nodded to her and tried to give her a smile, but it wasn't happening.

I turned towards the closed door and got some air into my lungs; I closed my eyes for a moment and then opened them as I entered the room. I looked over to my dad who laid there motionless, the sound of the machine telling me he was alive even if he was in coma, the air pump telling me he was getting the air his that lungs needed.

It's been like this for a few months now; he had gotten into a car accident. He was at a stop sign so I was told and who knew that just the second he was in the middle of the intersection that a car that was in a pursuit was going to hit him. Out of all areas to hit my dad's car it got him on the driver's seat.

I couldn't help but to feel like it was my fault, I had to beg my dad to get us some chocolate syrup for our tradition ice cream sundaes. Even when I was reassured that it wasn't my fault, it still felt like it. My aunt gave me the cold shoulder for the first few weeks and slowly started to get strict, I felt like I deserved it.

I walked over to the chair that was set off on the side and brought it to my dad's bed side. I bent both my legs and brought them to my chest and wrapped one arm around them as the other reached out for my dad's hand, I held onto it.

"Daddy I kind of a boy problem…" I started and looked over his face, the tears were forming already. I believed that he could hear me and believed he didn't mind hearing whatever I needed to say. "You see, he's a nice guy, he's overly cute but that dies once his fat mouth opens… he's a total jerk, he's rude… yet I can't help but to think about him… to think that he can be the one to give me my first kiss…" My voiced had started off strong even if there were tears and now was weak.

I looked at my dad and let go of my legs to cover my face with my hand, the tears started to pour out because I was utterly confused, sad, mad and other unwanted feelings. I needed my dad more than ever; I wanted to hear the dorky lines he would randomly say.

Half the time I'm in that room, I'm either talking up a storm or just crying and rarely would stay quiet for the whole time I'm there. And this moment was my crying time. I wanted times to come back where we both stayed with my aunt and uncle and not just one of us.

I left later that evening, I no longer had tears to shed or words to share. I said my emotionless goodbye to my dad and left with Adele at my side. My head was starting to pound and it was making me feel a little weaker, we got to the main lobby where he was and the broken leg friend and the skinny dude.

I ripped off my pass and tossed it into a nearby trash can, Adele went to the front desk to get some information for the visiting hours or something. I headed for the door and took a step outside, the coldness calming me down a little.

"So you visited someone huh?" Edward asked from behind me, I didn't bother to turn around, why would I?

I wiped my eyes since they were still wet and crossed my arms over my chest, I was thankful that the lights were dull or else he would have noticed my red puffy eyes, or would he even notice? I ignored his questions as I usually would, like this was my everyday thing.

"Was it a family matter, maybe an old friend, Bella why won't you fucking answer me?" He asked sounding already annoyed and mad, the guy wasn't even with me for over a minute.

"Because you're an asshole…" I stated bluntly, I started to head for Adele's car. I would have apologize quickly and hope for forgiveness. But in the situation I felt I was in, I didn't think it was worth the trouble. He probably would have made me beg on my knees and I wasn't going to do that.

As for that night he wasn't the last thing I saw, I didn't know if I was suppose to be really happy or just sad, but oddly I didn't care. Maybe he was just leaving as quickly as he entered?

I wrote two different parts for this, I felt like the other part would bring this story down and ruin everything, and I hope that this part wasn't lame or anything.
At least this shows about her dad but later her mom will be talked about.
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