The painful truth
The pianful truth What could possibly happen when Bella's dad gets a new girlfriend? Her mother just died in a fire, and Bella was put in the nut house.Her best friends,Alice,Jasper,Emmett, her sister Rosalie, and Bella's boyfriend Edward cant stand their new dads girlfriend. So what would happen when they try to solve the mystery to their mothers death? Who is their mother's killer?
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1. Chapter 1
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I was just talking to my counselor, because of my crazy problem. My mother died almost a year ago, and I couldn’t get it off my mind. So I was sent here. I live in Forks, and we have this most beautiful house. It's in the middle of the woods and really gorgeous. But my mother died there. She was really sick. And my dad put her in a different house next to the house we lived in. It was like a little shack. It blew up last December, and it's still on my mind then. I have a boyfriend, Edward Cullen. He is gorgeous, and he's always there for me. He is the love of my life.
I could finally get out of here. I get to see my father, and sister. And Edward. I was just packing all of my things while my father waited for me out side. I just kept on looking at the picture of me, my sister, my... my mother, and father. Just when I went to put my picture in my bag, two massive hands grabbed both my wrists. I looked up and saw Melinda. She was the craziest here.
“Your leaving so soon Bella,” She told me in a voice I couldn’t explain.
“Yeah, Melinda, I am. Can you let me go.” It wasn’t a question, it, was a snappy attitude. She nodded.
“Just remember the stories, I told you Bella, they're the worst there is.” She told me in an uneven voice. I didn’t like any of her stories. They were so sad, an disgusting. She still didn’t let me go.
“Melinda!” One of the nurses yelled. I jumped. “You know your not supposed to be in here! How many times!”
“Sorry.” She told her letting go of my wrists. I could feel my blood run through my vains again. She looked at me once more and left my room. Thank god I would be getting out of here.
I put whatever I had in my bags, and ran out of there. Everyday I had to suffer. Suffer of being here and thinking of what happened. As I was reaching the exits, I saw my dad. I dropped my things and ran straight into his arms.
“I missed you Bells,” My dad told me talking in my hair.
“I missed you too, dad.” Letting go of his grip, and grabbing my bags. My dad was Charlie, Charlie Swan. He is the chief around here. Yup, police of Forks. I loved my father to death, but he can get a little too, overwhelmed. We walked to the parking lot. Yes! He didn’t bring his cruiser. He brang his land rover. I placed my things in the back seats and hopped in the front. He hopped in started the car and drove off.
“Bells, I gotta tell you something.” Oh great, something? I knew this was bad.
“Wha... what is it dad?” I asked him.
“Don’t get mad at me, I just wanted to move on and be happy. I have a girlfriend,” He said. Girlfriend? Since when did my dad find a girlfriend?
“Who is it?” I asked with a not so nice tone.
“Well its, Kara.” Kara? Kara? Are you kidding me? Kara?
Well okay, Kara was my mother's helper, and I really didn’t like her at all. I didn’t like her because she would give my dad these sexy stares. And he would just smile. That is just shit. Great I have a step-whore Mother. Yay...
By this time I was on the edge to crying.
“Are you kidding me? KARA DAD!?” I yelled. I was pissed now. I started to cry.
“Yeah Bella she’s great,” He told me with a smile on his face. Great at doing what?
“Great at being a whore,” I mumbled. I couldn’t even stand this conversation. So I looked out the window. I really didn’t want to see her, I thought, she would leave. I was just so mad I didn’t want to talk to my dad anymore.
It was a long ride, and I was still mad at my dad. We pulled up to the house and the she was. Step-whore standing with a big smile on her face. And in the back was, all my friends. I saw my sister Rosalie, and my boyfriend Edward. She had a big grin on her face. I smiled. I hoped out and ran into Edward’s arms.
“Bella, I missed you so much love,” He told me, bending in for a kiss. I went on my tippy, tippy toes. To kiss him. Wrapping my arms around his neck, trying to keep the kiss.
“I missed you too babe.” I said letting go of our kiss. I said I wasn’t going to let go!
I ran to Rosalie next, and gave her a hug. And then her boyfriend, Emmett, he was so buff.
“Nice to have you home Bella,” Emmett said.
“It’s nice to be home,” I told them both. Edward wrapped his hand around my waist. I was looking at all of my friends. But I was trying to find one. Alice.
I kept on looking, and looking. There was Angela, Jessica, Lauren, Leah, Kim, Jared, Jacob, Paul, Quil, Embry, and Mike. Then I saw Jasper. If there was Jasper, the hell there was Alice. I ran to Jasper. He was tall. And there she was. My best friend. My sister I would call her. She was hiding behind Jasper with a huge smile on her face.
“Alice!” I yelled in a happy voice.
“Bella!” She yelled back.
I embraced her in a hug. And then we let go.
“Why didn’t you find me first?” She asked. I frowned. Couldn’t find her, but I got an excuse.
“Well, I wanted to save the best for last.” I told her smugly. She believed me, and gave me another hug. Then I looked at Jasper. “You came tall Jazz,” I told him. He was as tall as Edward. 6,0.
“I did, gotta catch up with my big bro,” He said smiling at Edward. They were brothers and I, and Alice was short. She was 4,10. I was 5,4.
“I knew you were going to say that,” I said laughing. I gave him a hug. Now for all my other friends...
--We had a bar-b-q for my return. And I tried to stay away from step-whore. That’s her new name. Step-whore. I didn’t want to be near her. But I had so much fun. We sang, we did all kinds of things. I was 18, an adult.
So when the rest of my friends came I told them to buy beer. My dad was pissed but I didn’t care. I could do whatever I wanted. Not like we were drinking vodka and shots. We only had three cases of beer. None of us got really drunk. And half of us didn’t drink. But that was fun coming home to my friends, but not happy to see step-whore. Most of my friends stayed the night, we had so much room.They took whatever room they could find.
First come, first serve. The rest had the floors. And the living room. But hey? We had enough stuff for all of them.
As the night ended. I had to face step-whore. In the morning.