Chapter 4
I do not own twilight nor it's characters that's all Stephenie Meyers'
As I drove I remembered, I remembered the times I comforted my mom, the times I made her laugh when she was sad, or depressed. I took care of her like I was her mom, and she was my child. She was so caring, and just someone I could go and talk to about anything on my mind.
I drove up to the bank, and parked my truck in a space close to the door. I walked in and told them I'm here for my mother's will. They took me down a corridor, and into a bland, boring office. They called my name then lead me down a short musty smelling hallway and into a mundane office.
"Sit down Bella" the man behind the desk said. I sat down in an over stuffed leather chair.
"Ok, we are here to discuss your mother's will"
"Yes"
"Ok, the will says that you get all their money, and their house in Jacksonville, Florida"
"How much money would that be?"
"Approximately $17,867,345.85" My jaw dropped. I get 17.8 million dollars, and a house down in Florida. This is crazy I didn't know that my mom had that much money. I'm freaking out on the inside, but on the outside I keep my composure.
"Thank you, can you transfer the money into my personal bank account"
"Already done I just need you to sign some papers"
We spent the entire morning just signing papers, but once it was done I was a millionaire, and I was about to go shopping.
First I drove to Port Angeles, and looked into small shops, but nothing really good so, I drove all the way up to Seattle. Once I got there I went to the first mall I saw, and shopped for the entire afternoon. I was driving by a car dealership when my truck spluttered, and died. Well that was convenient, I thought. I got out of my ancient truck and walked to the dealership. There was a man in an expensive suit waiting at the door.
"Good afternoon miss, how may I help you?"
"I'm looking for a truck"
"Ok, right this way"
I followed him down a row of cars until we got to the new dodge rams. I told him I wanted something new, and he led me to the newest trucks he had, and I picked out a black 2010 Dodge Ram. I payed, and he gave me the keys. I drove up to my old Chevy 68', and transfered all my shopping bags into my new truck. I said one last goodbye to my truck, put the keys on the seat, then just left, I left it there on the side of the road.
Once I got home I saw Charlie's cruiser still wasn't there. He must be working late, I thought so, I just brought all my bags into my room. I was still putting things away when I heard the cruiser pull into the driveway, I really like this new werewolf hearing thing, this is fun. I put on my new plaid pajamas bottoms and a grey cami, and walked down the stairs.