Thanks for the small amount of people who read this. I know I'm not the best writer, and it's probably been done before.
The sound of the rental car was unique compared to the usual rumble of the truck, and the very quiet sound of the gift that Edward gave that I felt uncomfortable driving. This car was a basic black sedan. The tinted windows would not help the fact either, that the wolves would know it's me a few miles down the road. My sweaty hands were gripping onto the leather steering wheel for dear life and slipping as I made the turns. I felt anxious and unprepared to face them, but I felt I needed to show up (unannounced at that). I had to find out what happened and tell them my side of the story (that is if they let me). From the looks of it, it seemed I was unwanted here. I drove down the stony road to find them all lined up standing in the middle of the road, wearing nothing, but ragged shorts. They all looked serious and were aware of what may happen next. All, except my friend Jacob, and I suddenly felt my gut get sucker punched by the reality that I won't see him ever again. I took a deep breath and straightened out my spring jacket and fixed my disheveled hair. I figured I needed to look a little sane and not as though my monster of a husband was recently killed, after he murdered my best friend. I slowed down and I put the car in park, leaving the lights on so I could see in the gloomy surroundings and stepped out the door into the drizzling weather. The car with a gentle ringing was letting me know the door needed to be shut. I slammed it to quiet the sound and I took a deep breath again.
Sam came up to me bellowing with a furrowed brow and a look like he was ready to kick my ass, although I knew he wouldn't do that because I'm a woman. Well I hoped he wouldn't. Maybe I deserved it.
"You're not welcome here leech lover! Go back to the Cullens where you belong! I know what he did to Jacob. How dare you step on our land. If you show up here again I will-!" He started walking fast paced towards me and I backed up and put my hand on the slick, shiny handle of the driver's side door. I glanced back up at him and he stopped when I showed him what Edward did to me. I pulled away my hair and tucked the strands behind my ears that partially hid the long purple and green bruises that were starting to heal, as it had been a few days since the incident occurred.
"He did this to me when I told him I didn't want to be with him. When I realized what he did-
I didn't know. I didn't know any of it. I didn't know how sick and evil he was. I was the perfect prey in his ploy, He was captivating and I was awestruck I fell right into his trap. I was the spider stuck in his web of lies. What he did was inexcusable and I'm sorry for what happened to Jacob. I'm grieving too. Jacob helped me recover when Edward left me. He was a part of my family and I'm so sorry. Edward is DEAD. He was murdered. Please, I have no place to go. The Cullens' are dead to me and I have no safe shelter to go PLEASE? The whole house I was staying at was burned." Now that I'm thinking of it I never actually saw his body. How did I know if he was not still alive and going to find me? I had no proof of him no longer existing. "I barely made it out alive. I had help from others where I thought I wouldn't find it." I frowned with tears in my eyes and hoped that he would believe me. I stared into his dark eyes that resembled an abyss. I couldn't tell what he was thinking. His posture was stoic, but the amount of time we were standing there made me feel like he was contemplating the idea of helping me.
I didn't bother wiping my plump tears rolling away now that they mixed in great with the downpour that started. My clothes were now drenched and mud was puddling up around my converse.
"Bella, GO HOME!" he rumbled and I could have sworn I heard a low growl coming from that area. He then turned his back and walked into the swampy dark woods and his pack followed. Seth glanced back at me with the look of a puppy left alone too long and mouthed the words 'sorry', then he reluctantly joined the others.
At this point I felt very hopeless and helpless. My world around me was abandoning me. I lifted the car handle up, and with nerves on end my hand slipped off the handle and I collapsed into the slick, slimy, mud. I then began to sob. Mother Nature pelted me with her tears as I lay still. I felt consumed with sorrow and I could not catch my breath. I didn't want to catch it. Who cared if I no longer breathe? My chest felt like it had a heavy weight on it. Like someone was pushing me down and I was drowning in a sea of desperation. Part of me wanted to swim back up, and part of me wanted to find another hundred pound weight to add to the barbell constricting my airflow.
I don't know how long I laid there for, but I sat up and decided to leave the rez as I had no other options anyway. I stepped into the rental car, saturated, grimy and smelling of earth. I found an old t-shirt and figured that it would be fine to cover the seat and spare the leather interior. I put the windshield wipers on high and shifted into reverse. I drove at a slow speed with all the time in the world. No need to hurry when no one to go home to and no home to go to either. I started to drive to the only place I had left. My fathers house. The place where was once my safe haven, but now was a terrible idea. Harm seemed to follow me wherever I went and I didn't want Charlie mixed into this. We both would be in danger. After about a half hour longer than it should have thanks to my lack of care and no one really on the roads this time of day, I reached my childhood home. I drifted up next to the cruiser and put the car in park and made sure I actually turned off the car and shut the door. My brain was in such a fog from everything that has been going on these past 72 hours. I stepped out onto the muddy yard trying to walk on the leaves that were already starting to fall, even though it was August. I made my way up to the door and luckily I still had my key. I'm not sure if Charlie saw or heard the car, when I went to insert the key into the door handle it opened up and my dad looked down at me surprised.
"Bells, I thought you wouldn't be home so soon. How are you doing Sweetie?" He saw the way I looked and the expression on my face. He came out of the doorway in his socks and gave me a hug. I tried to hide my emotions, but he picked up on them quickly. He didn't mind the mud on my clothing or the fact that I was drenched.
"Bella what's wrong? Are you okay? Come on in and dry off. I'll take your coat." He said as he helped pull off my jacket I was wearing even though it was summer the rain made it a bit cooler.
I couldn't hold it in any more, I walked through the threshold and burst into tears gripping onto the sleeves of his flannel shirt. I leaned into him and sobbed into his shirt. The nostalgic smell of him brought back my memories of simpler times when I was a carefree child and I spent my summers with him. When the only thing that worried me was not getting injured due to clumsiness, mosquito bites, and not having enough time to read my favorite book. Now my world is torn from me at lightning speed and I cannot cope. I just stood there while he hugged me. I eventually pulled away and with the look of concern on his face he questioned me.
"Did something happen to you? DId someone do something to you? Was it Edward? I never did like that boy. You're too young to get married. You didn't know what you wanted. If he did something to you I-" But he stopped once he realized now isn't the time to ask questions and just be there for his daughter. His only daughter and his only child.
"I'm sorry Bella, I missed ya kid. You can talk to me if and when you're ready. You take as long as you need. I'm here for you. Just make yourself at home and let me know if you need anything. He stepped away and walked into the kitchen to make himself a tv dinner.
"Are you hungry? Want me to make you something? I don't have much at the moment so I apologize." He yelled while the loud hum of the microwave was blocking his hearing.
I shook my head and replied "No thanks Dad. I think I'm going to take a shower." Charlie just nodded and I made my way upstairs. I walked down the hall into my room and it looked as if I never left. I even had some of my clothing here I no longer wanted. that I was going to donate at another time. I took a pair of purple cotton pajamas out from the bottom drawer, though it was only around 5pm. I just wanted to relax and forget everything. I walked down the hall next to the bathroom and stepped into the shower once the water was hot. I always liked the shower here, because it never ran out of hot water. I stood under the water and let the liquid pour onto me hoping it would take my sadness away and let it drip down the drain. It acted more like a repellant. I stood there calming my nerves for as long as i could stand, but no matter how long I stayed in, it wouldn't dissolve my troubles. I decided I was finished when my skin was getting red from the heat and shriveled.
I shut off the water and dried off with the terry cloth towel. Even that seemed to relax me a bit. I dressed and then I went into my old room and sat on the bed. I wanted to crawl under ten blankets and never pull myself out from under them. I was now too numb to cry and no need for it anyway. It wouldn't turn back time or bring back the dead. Why was I so blind to have a vampire make me believe he loved me? As if he could love. Hard like marble and not really even alive. Marrying a moving statue. I felt like I was in a dream turned horrid nightmare.
I closed my eyes and at some point must have fallen asleep. The next thing I know I awoke to a light tap on the window. I ignored it at first, because I was wishful thinking, that I was just imagining it. After the fourth time I slowly walked to the window to find a glimpse of pure white skin in the moonlight, I gasped and stepped away, not ready for what was about to happen next.