Knowing what I know of Bella's childhood and how she basically had to take care of Reneé made it a little difficult living with her, even though she had already remarried. Looking through Bella's stuff after arriving back at their house, I made little to no discovery of how I ended up in her body. Having to clean up the blood in the bathroom didn't help.

After reorganizing Bella's things in a way that was easier for me to find them, I started looking through her notebooks hoping to find her computer logins and passwords, luckily, she had a folder filled with neatly labelled websites and login information. Unlucky if someone was to find them. Making a note to go ahead and change all of them to something I can remember, I place the notebook securely into her desk drawer. I suppose I should start thinking of her stuff as my stuff until I can figure out if there's a way to fix this.

Laying down on her, no MY, bed I let out a sigh and tried to come to terms that this might be permanent and I would have to be the one to deal with all of the supernatural bullshit that she inevitably ends up mixed in with. Shooting up with a gasp I realize that just because Bella got mixed up with the Cullens doesn't mean that I have to.

"That's such a great idea," I whisper to myself, "I'll just completely ignore them, and all of the weird shit that goes on around them and live my life completely normal."

I started to formulate a plan to completely avoid them, but then I realized that I would be denying someone else a chance to find their soulmate. The literal other half of themselves. Knowing how Edward viewed his life before Bella came along, could I really deny him his one chance at true happiness? Did I want to go through the heartbreak and pain of loving an immortal teenager? Am I destined to carry his half-immortal child even though I'm not Bella?

I deflated a little and shook my head, "Of course, I would be worried about a forever 17-year-old's happiness instead of my own."

Heading downstairs into the kitchen I pass a calendar on the wall, seeing something underlined and circled out of the corner of my eye made me pause. Taking a few steps backwards, I looked at the calendar to see what was so important, thinking it may have been an appointment to remind Reneé about.

Forks trip. Don't forget to pack and remind Mom where her charger and keys are.

I freeze in place. My mind racing at the fact that I'll be heading to Forks in 2 weeks. Am I even ready for this? I can't help but question my resolve. Fuck. I really wish Mar was here. She'd know what to do.

At the thought of my best friend, I feel tears well up in my eyes, being without Marissa is the worst thing to happen to me so far. Ending up in a clumsy, accident-prone lead character's body doesn't even scratch the surface of terrible things to happen to me. I give out a sob-choked laugh and continue into the kitchen. Grabbing a water and sitting at the table I stare out the window, contemplating what I'm going to do.

I let out a sigh and lay my head down on my arms. Hopefully, I can maybe fly through it and not make any waves.

Hearing the front door slam makes me jerk my head up. Looking around in the darkness of the kitchen I check the time on the microwave clock.

10:45

I must have drifted off waiting for Reneé to get home. Standing up I call out, "Mom? I need to ask you something. I saw on the calendar that I'm making a trip to Forks in 2 weeks. I'll need to buy some warmer clothes before I go. So do you want to go clothes shopping sometime this week?"

Rounding the corner I see Reneé and Phil standing there, Renee's eyes are wide with shock. "C-clothes shopping? Forks? Bella, honey, I'm sorry. I'm not letting you go to Forks. Not after this accident and you losing your memory. I just simply cannot send you to that town on your condition."

I freeze, this could be the perfect opportunity for me to avoid the whole vampire situation in general, but then I think about Charlie, and how excited he was to have his daughter come live with him for the first time in 16 years and some sort of unbridled rage just overtook me.

As calmly as possible I looked at her, "Mom. I am 17 years old. I've recently been through a traumatic experience here and I feel like it's hindering my progress. I'm going to Forks so I can make some new memories with my father. Because from what I have remembered of my life with you, I have been the parent. Not you. And I would like to experience, just once in my life before adulthood, what it's like to be a normal teenager."

Reneé stared at me for what felt like an eternity, mouth opening and closing. She looked back and forth between my stepfather and me. "Bella... I- I don't understand. Why would you want to go to Forks? You hate it there. You can't be serious.."

Phil puts a hand on her shoulder and softly says, "Reneé, sweetheart. She's lost her memory. Just because she didn't like it before doesn't mean she won't like it now. And plus, she needs to see Charlie so they can get reacquainted and have a relationship. I understand that you want to protect her but maybe going to Forks will help with her memories."

I stare at Phil, an incredulous look on my face. Hearing sniffling coming from Reneé, I shifted my gaze to her to see her with a hurt look on her face, "I just don't understand why you'd want to leave sweetheart."

Letting out a breath and looking at my feet, I take a moment to get my thoughts in order. After a brief pause, I look back up at her, "I want to try to have a relationship with my father. From what I've gathered, I've spent basically my entire life with you, and barely any of it with him. I would like to have the chance to get to know him. And I would also prefer to give you space, since you're newly married and having to stay with me isn't fair to you or to Phil."

I paused, anxiously taking a few breaths before continuing. "I want. No, I need to go to Forks mom. I understand that you hate Forks but I need to experience that part of my life to decide if it's what's missing in my recovery. If not, then I'll come back home. And we'll figure it out as we go."

I waited for her to answer me, anxiously shuffling in place. I hope I hadn't ruined the relationship Reneé had with her daughter in case this didn't last.

"Bella. I understand that you think that this will help you get your memories back but you don't have any memories from there. You barely lent any time there! I don't see any logical reason for you to go back there and that's final. You're not leaving."

I stopped thinking at that moment. Carefully laid plans falling from my grasp. I looked at her, a blank, empty look on my face. "If that's how it is going to be Mother. Then that's how it is."

Turning around I started walking to my room. She starts calling my name as I'm walking up the stairs but I don't stop or turn around to listen to her. A new plan forms in my head as I close the door behind me and lie down on my bed. I'll be going to Forks, just not the way I had planned.

I just hope this plan goes the way it's supposed to.

Sorry for such a late update! I've been super busy! I went back and did some updates on the other chapters, just fixing spelling/grammar mistakes.