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|Forbidden Love; Bella's best friend returns to Forks|
|Tweet Topic Started: Jul 12 2009, 03:19 AM (1,200 Views)|
|Raelynn||Jul 12 2009, 03:19 AM Post #1|
To put it in simple words, I just couldn't. Moving away from home for the firs time on my own was going to be difficult.
I was moving back to my hometown of Forks, Washington, where I grew up and spent most of my time, until I was ten years old. I can still remember the day I moved away with great clarity.
I would miss my best friends and my school and my house, where I spent ten years of my life. Ten years later, I was coming back. I was going to live on my own. In a small town, which I always knew I was. When I moved to Boston, I didn't have the same accent the other kid's had there,and I was made fun of, I was the outsider. I couldn't possibly dream of coming home. My Boston accent thickened as I grew older, and made friends there. But, my heart always yearned for the place I called home.
My plane arrived in Port Angeles late, and I could already tell that it had been raining. How I'd missed the constant rain and cloud cover. I always remembered the days I spent inside due to the rain, listening to music and giggling with my best friends. The drive from Port Angeles to Forks was a long one, when driving in a taxi. I wished I had driven myself in my car from back home, but I'd sold it to my parents so I could have a few months worth of money under my belt. Just to get me by.
The taxi driver pulled up in front of my small, one bedroom home I was renting for $450 a month. I smiled. It had a white picket fence surrounding it, and it was just perfect for me. I never had to feel scared living in this small town before. Now, living by myself it would be a different story. I gave the driver some money and a tip, for not bugging me as such the ones in Boston often did.
I carried what little luggage I had through the front door and had turned the light on. My parents had made a surprise trip here a week ago, and inside my home was completely furnished, just the way I had dreamed. I could still smell the paint fumes coming off of the walls. It was like a dream, only it was much more real to me now.
I had accepted a job at a law firm in Port Angeles a month ago, and decided to relocate here. I wondered how I would get there, but I had another week before my first day started. I had just enough money to buy a used, but in good condition car. I smiled at this thought. I no longer depended on anyone to get by, it was just me now.
I unpakced my things into my closet and settled down on the couch. It was midnight when I decided it was finally time for bed. Across the street, I seen the light of a TV on in the house across the street. I remembered this house well, it was part of the reason I choose to rent my new home. Bella Swan had once spent many summer's there, and we were inseperable in those days. Her father, Charlie, must still reside here. His cruiser was parked out front, a menacing but comforting idea to have the cheif living right across the street.
I decided I would visit him tomorrow. Maybe Bella still spends her summer's here, and if she doesn't, I would ask what she is up too. Bella was only a year younger than me, but we still were close in those days. I missed her so much when I moved, but her name had long been forgotten once in Boston a few years later. Funny how old memories came up quickly when your back in familiar territory.
The next morning, I awoke to the sound of rain hitting the roof. The one story house made it sound like I was outside, walking around in it, minus the wetness that came along with it. I pushed the blanket off of me, stood and stretched and headed into the joining bathroom, the only bathroom, my house had. I stepped into the shower and smiled. It felt good to be back.
I dressed quickly, and I stepped outside, umbrella in hand. The rain had eased up a bit when I was getting ready, but the clouds above threatened to bring another batch on. I didn't even bother looking across the street before crossing to the house that loomed above me. I stepped onto the porch, and knocked. His cruiser was still parking outside, so I knew he had the day off.
I heard footsteps inside, and the second the door opened, a huge smile on my face appeared. Charlie had not changed a bit since the ten years I had last seen him. At once, he recognized me.
"Raelynn Bower? Is that really you?" he asked, spreading his arms and hugging me tightly. I hugged back, laughing.
"Yes, it's really me, and I'm really back here in Forks," I said. Charlie's smile widened. He stepped aside and offered me into his home. Again, nothing had changed. On a windowsill sat pictures of Bella from the years that I could remember her face, and now. She had grown into a beautiful woman.
"How've you been? What are you doing back here?" Charlie asked, as I scanned the room. He took a seat in what I remembered to be his favorite chair. I sat down on the couch.
"I accepted a job in Port Angeles at a law firm. I decided to move back here. I am renting the house across the street. I knew you would never leave this place, Charlie. It's too much like home," I said. Then to my utter surprise, I noticed a wedding picture. But, it wasn't of Charlie and his ex-wife Renee. But, of Bella and a man I had never seen in Forks before.
"That's Bella on her wedding day. That was a little over a year ago now. She's beautiful isn't she? That's Edward, her husband. And that's their daughter Renesmee," he added, looking at another picture. I sat shocked as I stared at these pictures. Husband? Daughter? Bella had grown up quickly.
"I never would have thought," I began, but couldn't finish.
"Yeah, I know how you feel. I was the Father of the bride. But, she is the most beautiful girl in the world. You should see her," Charlie added. I turned to look at him. "Bella lives with Edward right here in Forks. They live outside of town, though. It's hard to find sometimes. She lives with Edward's family though, in a little cottage behind the main house. I've never seen it, but she tells me it's beautiful. Bella's different now," he also added. A line or worry crossed his forehead and at that, I knew something was different about the Bella I had known.
I decided to let that pass and Charlie and I talked as if I had never left, only know, it was much easier to talk to him, adult to adult. Before I knew it. There was a knock on the door.
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