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Bella Black

Summary:
What if Bella was really Jake's sister? What would happen when Bella left Renee to go live with her father, Billy Black. Would Bella and Edward still have their Happily ever after? Chapter 16 is the original depressing ending Chapter 17 is the rewritten happily ever after version


Notes:
This is an alternate universe of the beloved Twilight series which is not owned by me in any way :(


1. Flight Home

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I hugged Renee one last time, before I boarded the plane.

“Bye, Mom. I’ll email you as soon as I get there.”

“Okay, Bells. Make sure you say hi to Billy and Jake for me.” Renee called out, wiping the tears from her eyes.

I knew the separation was going to be harder on my mother then it was going to be for me. I quickly found my seat in coach, tripping only once going down the aisle. I leaned into my headrest and glancing occasionally out the window as the clouds went by. I had said my goodbye to the sun but I was never going to love the solid grey skies of Forks, Washington.

It had been years since I had gone between Renee and Billy, vacations resulting from parental divorce and joined custody. Renee and Billy had gotten married right out of high school. A year later, when I was only a month old, they had gotten a divorce. Renee couldn’t stand the small world Billy lived in on the reservation. It was only 8months later that Billy had gotten remarried. I had always liked Mary. She seemed to be truly meant for Billy. They had adopted twin girls who were older then I was and had had a son together who was 2 years my younger.

The stewardess came down the aisle offering drinks and snacks. I had an addiction to airline peanuts. I had eaten them on every trip I had been on, that was except for once when I was six.

I remembered that summer when I was six. I was going to fly up in a week to see Billy and everyone. I had been sitting on the couch when my mother got the call. Billy and Mary had been in a car crash. Billy had been severely paralyzed and Mary had been killed on contact. The last time Renee had seen Billy was the day they lowered Mary into the ground. I had held Jakes hand as Rachel and Rebecca comforted each other.

I was brought back to the present by the flight attendant announcing our arrival to the Seattle airport. I stood p stretching before I somehow managed to get off the plane. As soon as I was in the main terminal, I felt someone run up behind me, and completely lift me up off the ground. I started laughing.

“Put me down, Jake!”

He put me down, unabashed. He had grown since I last saw him. He was taller with longish black hair. I was jealous. Jake had the same dark tan colored skin as Billy, while I had inherited Renee’s ghost white skin tone.

“Missed you, Sis.” Jake said, punching my shoulder.

“I missed you, too.” I said.

I saw Billy then and I stopped laughing. I had never gotten used to seeing my father in a wheel chair. I leaned down and giving him a big hug.

“It’s good to see you, Dad.”

“I’m glad you’ve come home.” He replied, a smile appearing on his worn face.

We all walked down to the luggage pickup area and waited for the carousel from my plane to start moving. I only had one oversized duffel and a box. Jake easily swung the duffel on to his back, even though it had taken both Renee and I, struggling, to get it to the phoenix airport. I grabbed the box as Billy directed us to where an old truck was in the parking lot. Jake helped Billy into the passenger seat as I shoved everything into the truck bed.

Jake walked around to the driver’s side.

“Jake, you are not driving us home. You don’t have your license yet.”

He grumbled but grudgingly handed the keys to me, before jumping in the truck bed. I started the car and Billy pointed out how to get out of the airport.

We spent most of the ride chatting about unimportant topics. Billy asked me about school and Renee. I was good at school, but really wasn’t into clubs or sports. I didn’t talk much about Renee. She and Billy weren’t on good terms, and I knew he was asking just to be polite. I asked Billy about Rachel and Rebecca. I knew they were both married and living far away but Billy loved to talk about them, so I let him.

We passed through the city and the inviting grey of the city buildings changed into the moist green repulsive slime that was he Washington Peninsula. When we were going through Forks, I realized just how close we were to LA Push. I eagerly awaited the first warm brown wood of the houses there. I was not surprised that they hadn’t changed in years.

Our own home looked the same as it did from my childhood, the only difference was that off the worn porch was a ramp. I stepped out onto the gravel, just staring at the house. Billy rolled up onto the porch and Jake came up behind with the my junk. He pushed the box into my arms.

“Come on. You have got to see what we did to your room.” The exicetment was evident in Jake’s voice.

I followed him, glaring at the rain drops starting to fall.

As soon as I was in the house, I remember everything about it. I went down the hall to what was Jake and the Girl’s rooms. Rachel and Rebecca had taken most of their sutff with them, leaving only a desk and old bunk beds in their room. The walls were now a soft off white, and new yellow curtains hung in the window, contradicting the gray skies they hid.

I knew that Jake had most likely painted the room himself. I went over and gave him a big hug.

“Thanks, Jake. The room looks great.”

He shrugged off the compliments.

“Dinners ready soon. Dad’s secret family pasta and sauce.” Jake said.

“Oh boy, I just love Ragu.” I giggled, smiling.

After dinner, I didn’t even bother to unpack. I just laid down on the bed and fell asleep instantly.