Heya! It's been years since I've written anything but decided to try at it again. I honestly started writing this on a whim but I truly hope you enjoy it! I don't really have an actual schedule on updating but I will try to at least post a chapter once a week. Finally I do not own Twilight or any other works and or characters by Stephanie Meyer. I do however own Marnie and any other ocs I create!
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I sighed as I watched the road before me as I drove. My thoughts were all over the place. My father had called me just six days prior, informing me that my sister was unwell. Depressed. From what my father had said to be from a very bad break up.
I knew of my sister's boyfriend Edward Cullen. Bella spoke of him literally every time we spoke, though Bella had not spoken to me in months since the breakup which obviously had me very worried, especially since Bella and I had been extremely close prior to this. Bella and I were what most people called Irish twins. I was exactly one year older than Bella. We actually shared the same birthday just one year apart.
Finally after what felt like forever I saw the 'Welcome to Forks' sign and smiled. I was almost home.
Home. It felt weird but it also felt right. Of course Renee, Bella and I's mother got almost full custody of us when our parents divorced thus technically being mostly raised in Phoenix Arizona. I always felt more at home in Forks with my father though. That is why I always cherished my visits with him in Forks, unlike Bella. Bella had always hated Forks so when Bella had decided on her own to move there with our father it really shocked me. I at the time had been living with one of our cousins who was newly single with a newborn baby and I had decided to move away to help her get back on her feet as soon as I graduated high school in Phoenix. Both Bella and I were incredibly bright girls, so when our school offered us the choice to actually skip a grade I jumped for it while Bella decided against it. Thus leading me to graduate earlier.
Pulling myself out of my head, I focused again on where I was going. I soon found myself pulling into the familiar childhood street until my eyes landed on the small white house I couldn't wait to call home again. I was now grinning from excitement. Pulling into the driveway behind my dads police cruiser and a big red old and ugly truck I shut my car off. I opened the door and then bent over to pull the trunk lever so I could grab my things from the trunk. I quickly got out of my 2004 blue Toyota Camry and went to the trunk to grab my two suitcases and one duffel bag. I heaved the bag onto my shoulder and grabbed both suitcases before dragging them out. Shutting the trunk once they were out I quick as I could ran to the house because of course it had started to rain.
Before I could make it to the porch my father had opened the door. He must have heard me pull in. He met me some of the way to grab my duffel and one of my suitcases, ushering me inside. Once inside I immediately felt myself relax and smile. I felt so at peace here. I turned to my father once he had shut the door. He looked so relieved. I began to frown once I saw how bad he looked. He had dark circles under his eyes like he hadn't had a good nights sleep in months. I bit my lip and went to hug my dad who immediately returned it.
"Thank you so much for coming here Mar Mar." calling me by my horrid childhood nickname who only he and Bella used. The name was started by Bella who apparently found it easier to say when she was younger and it just stuck.
"Of course dad. You know I'd jump at the chance to come, even without these circumstances." I said lightly. He had already told me everything that was going on. "Where is she?" I almost whispered, afraid if I spoke too loudly and Bella was near it would somehow spook her.
Dad sighed. "She's up in her room. Come on we'll both go and I can drop your things off to your room." He said, before turning around to go upstairs. I immediately followed him. I could feel that my heart was starting to beat wildly. If my dad looked as bad as he did then Bella had to look ten times worse. How would Bella even react to me being here? Did dad even tell her? I began to chew on my lip when we got to the top of the stairs. Bella's door was open. I let my dad have my other suitcase and slowly walked up to Bella's door while he went to my own room to drop my things off.
I immediately felt my heart drop as I stared at the empty shell that was Bella, sitting on her bed looking at the wall but at nothing. Her eyes were void of literally anything. This wasn't my sister, this had to be someone else. Bella looked like a zombie. her eyes were sunken in, the dark circles under her eyes were prominent against her pale porcelain skin and she looked almost malnourished, like she had barely eaten in the last few months. I felt tears prickle in my eyes. Bella hadn't even noticed me yet, or if she did she hadn't reacted in the slightest.
I timidly took a step towards her slowly, scared that if I moved too fast I would scare my little sister. I moved at a turtles pace until I finally sat down next to my crossed legged sister. I took her shoes off before putting my feet onto Bella's bed and crossing my legs as well. Without saying anything I slowly pulled Bella down so she was laying in my lap while I combed out her greasy hair with my fingers. Bella didn't fight me over it and just laid on my lap, neither of us saying anything for several minutes until Bella finally cracked.
"He left me Mar Mar." Bella whispered pathetically, tears welling up in her eyes, before spilling over, soaking into my jeans.
"I know Izzy." I said quietly, using my own nickname for Bella which I knew Bella absolutely hated.
"I hate that name." Bella grimaced through her tears, making me smirk.
"I know that too." I said, trying not to laugh but failing to do so when Bella let out her own laugh.
Once we stopped laughing it got quiet again, until I decided to speak up first and break the silence again. "It will get easier in time you know." I assured her.
"I know, but when?" Bella asked, in a broken tone.
"Well." I began, before I stopped momentarily. "That's for you to decide." I added. "But just know I'll be here every step of the way with you and so will dad. But for the love of God Bella you have to pull yourself out of this depression. It's not good for your health or your hair." I said, hinting to Bella to for the love of God take a shower.
Bella smiled slightly as a few tears escaped her eyes again. "Do I smell?" She asked me.
"I say this as delicately as I possibly can but you smell like road kill and I think the huge knot on the back of your head actually winked at me." I said, in a partially joking manor. About her hair at least.
Bella laughed a little. "Okay, I can take the hint. I'll go take a shower." She said, sitting up and rolling her eyes.
I laughed as well. "Well while you do that I am going to change your sheets and bedding and then unpack my things." I said, standing up as well.
Bella slowly went to her dresser to get some clean clothes and then to the bathroom to take her shower. Before she made it far from her door though she stopped and turned around. "Thank you for coming here Marnie." Bella said, seriously.
I smiled softly. "I'll always be here for you no matter what." I said, before I grimaced. "Now go take a shower." I demanded, making Bella smile and walk to the bathroom.
I sighed and stripped Bella's dirty sheets and comforter and put them in her dirty laundry basket. I went to the closet in the hallway to get clean sheets and a new blanket for her to use until she washed hers.
Once Bella's bed was remade and cleaned I went to my own room. Walking in I saw that it absolutely had not changed in the slightest. The light blue walls and the pale yellow sheets and brighter yellow bedding on my full sized mattress that took up most of the room. I had to fight with my dad to get me a full sized bed. I liked to sprawl out. My own rocking chair identical to Bella's, my old bookcase with all of my old books and the dresser lined what was left of the wall space. All of my old posters still littered the walls, making me grimace. I would have to take those down. I walked over to my bed and opened my duffel bag first. It had all of my toiletries in it along with some random clothes I couldn't fit into the suitcases. I had tried to pack as many clothes and shoes as I could. I looked around the small room for a second before realizing I'd have to buy a shoe rack for all of my shoes. I forgot I didn't have a closet.
As I unpacked I kept thinking about my sister. She must have fallen hard for that Edward guy to be acting like this since they didn't even date for that long. It still surprised me because Bella was not like this. She was not like a normal teenage girl. She didn't have crushes like most teenage girls did. She was more aloof, more closed off. For the longest time I was literally her only friend. I wouldn't call myself more outgoing no. But I was more open with people while Bella was more reserved. I did have to say though that Bella was just as much of my best friend that I was hers. She was even the only person in the whole world who knew my secret. My secret not even my parents knew. Weirdly enough it actually made us even closer.
My head turned as I put the last piece of my clothing into my dresser as Bella opened the bathroom door. I left my room to go back to hers. She now sat on her nice clean bed. She smiled when she saw me. I smiled back and grabbed her hairbrush off of her dresser and went back to her bed, climbing on it to get behind her. Once I was comfortable I began to softly brush her hair for her. She sighed contentedly. This was something I had always done. Sometimes I felt more like a mother to Bella than a sister. It's not that our mom was some awful mom but she wasn't maternal. She was still irresponsible and childish. So unfortunately Bella and I had to grow up faster than most children to make up for what our own mother lacked. Was I upset about it? Yes and no. Yes because I didn't really get to experience that normal childhood unless I was with my father, which could most definitely be why I felt at home in Forks and with him. Though at the same time no because for me personally it made me more level headed than most people my age. Like Bella, though I tried to take the brunt of the responsibility since I was older so Bella could at least have somewhat of an experience and it worked well enough for me.
It was silent aside from the noise the hairbrush made going through Bella's hair. Bella and I both content, until suddenly dad knocked on the door erasing that silence. Bella and I both looked up and dad looked to be nervous, like how I felt earlier not wanting to spook Bella.
"I uh made grilled cheese if you girls are hungry." He said, awkwardly.
Bella opened her mouth and I knew she was going to say no but I beat her to it. "Yeah dad, we're actually starving. Thank you." I said, grinning.
My dad knew what I was doing and smiled at me. He just nodded his head and went back downstairs.
Bella turned around to glare at me. "I'm not hungry." She said, almost childishly, making me roll my eyes.
"Yes you are, I heard your stomach growl like five minutes ago, now shut up and get up so we can hopefully eat unless dad burned it then we can go on strike and demand pizza." I said, making her get up. She rolled her eyes again but smiled.
The two of us left her room and went downstairs, while I audibly sniffed the air to see if I smelled burnt grilled cheese. Surprisingly I didn't. When we got to the kitchen we each had a perfectly grilled and cheesy sandwich. I was surprised. Dad must had tried very hard on this since he literally burns anything he cooks to literal char.
I poured Bella and I a glass of orange juice while she sat down. Thanking me when I sat it down in front of her. "Thanks dad." I said a bit loudly while I sat across from Bella.
"You're welcome." He said, almost gruffly, before he became silent. Must have focused back on whatever he was watching.
I began to eat my sandwich while Bella picked at hers. Once I swallowed my bite I sighed. "Why are you picking at your food?" I asked her incredulously.
Bella bit her lip and looked up at me. "Can you sleep with me tonight?" She asked, looking almost scared to ask.
I just looked at her for a moment. "Well yeah but we're sleeping in my room. Your bed is too small." I stated, before I took a drink of my juice. Bella just smiled and nodded before she finally began to eat.
Once we were finished I cleared our dishes and began to wash them when Bella stopped me. "I can do them if you want to go get ready for bed." She offered.
I smiled and nodded my head. "Thanks." I said, before going back upstairs. I went to my room and got my toiletries and some pajamas before I went to the bathroom. I had to take a shower before I went to bed. I felt grimy. I quickly turned the shower on and got undressed while I waited for the water to get hot. Once it was hot enough I stepped in just standing under the water for several minutes in thought. I wasn't sure why but something was nagging at me that something wasn't right with Bella's situation. I just hoped that my sister could eventually confide in me. I shook my head from the thought and continued my shower.
Once done I shut the water off and grabbed my towel. I stepped out and wiped the foggy mirror. I looked at the dark circles forming under my own light blue eyes. I hadn't slept much the last few days. I shook my head and finished drying myself off before I quickly dressed and ran my brush through my tangled dark brown hair. Once down with my hair I grabbed my toothbrush and toothpaste and began to quickly brush my teeth. Once I was finally down I threw my dirty clothes in the hamper and left the bathroom to go to my room. Bella was already laying down when I got there. I turned off the light and crawled into bed claiming the right side against the wall. Once I was comfortable my eyes began to get heavy before Bella's voice lulled them back open.
"Sorry if I have a nightmare and wake you up." She whispered.
"It's fine, I'll just put my pillow over your face to shut you up." I mumbled sleepily, making Bella snort.
"I love you Mar Mar." Bella whispered again.
"I love you too Izzy." I mumbled out before sleep overtook me. Bella fell asleep not long after.
That night Bella did not have a nightmare, much to the luck of all three people in the house.