~spoiler warning~ What would have happened if Bella hadn't jumped?...
I sort of just started this little story for fun because I wanted to see as to where it might go. hehe xD. The chapters are going to be short, why? I don't know. My brain doesn't tell me its reasoning most of the time but I bet it has something to do with the fact that if i squished it all together it wouldn't sound right. Thats my guess. hehe xD. Oh and of course, I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or any of the characters. They are all Stephenie Meyer's creations. ^_^
17. Chapter 17
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I was standing in the airport at Seattle ready to board my plane. The month was over and Renee was heading home today with me by her side.
The past month had been hard on all three of us, Charlie, Renee, and myself included. I was gloomy, I new it, and it wasn’t helping Charlie’s mood at the prospect that I was actually leaving of my own free will. In Charlie’s mind it was one thing to forcibly make me leave, but another entirely for me to leave of my own free will. At least in his mind it was.
Every time I had come downstairs, I saw Charlie look up at me sadly, the unspoken question as to whether or not I still wanted to leave apparent on his face. Every time, the vacant look of my face gave him his answer and he turned back to whatever it was he had been doing previously. Every time, it nearly killed me to see him so hurt.
By the end of the month, the distance between Charlie and I had reach a new vastness. We hadn’t spoken to one another for nearly two weeks. Renee and I were similar as well.
Late at night, when they thought me asleep, I would hear them talk of me. When I would hear them say how I looked almost as bad as I had the first time I was abandoned… by… Edward, they would grow quiet, probably remembering my ‘attempt of suicide’. If only they knew.
I stared at the plane, not wanting to board, yet not wanting to stay either. I felt a hand on my shoulder and when I turned around, I saw Charlie standing behind me.
He smiled sadly and spoke the first words to me in weeks, “I’m going to miss you, Bella.”
I gave a soft small smile in turn.
“I’ll miss you too, Dad. Take care of yourself. Take some cooking lessons and don’t order pizza every night. It’s not good for your health.”
He grinned then, one of those smiles that made his eyes crinkle. His smile then faded back into a look of desolation. Charlie then pulled me into a tight hug.
He murmured into my hair, “I know we’ve been talking about sending you to Florida for quite some time, but I always hoped that you would just… I don’t know… bounce back. You haven’t, you can’t fully, and I see that now. Whatever happened between you and Jacob, it was the final line wasn’t it?”
I nodded slowly.
I felt something fall into my hair, not quite sure what it was, I lifted my hand to the top of my head and found it slightly wet. I looked up to Charlie and saw a tear shed itself from his eye.
I hugged him tighter. I never meant to hurt him that much.
“I promise to visit as much as you want me to. Just call me up and I’ll be back in Forks for a week!”
“I would never drag you back her Bella. Well, unless I start to crave some good homemade food anyway.”
I gave a small laugh.
“Bella honey, we need to go.”
I looked up and saw Renee with her carry-on in one hand and her boarding pass and ticket in her other. I looked back at Charlie. We were still hugging one another. I pulled away slowly, feeling slightly awkward, as did Charlie.
“I suppose you should get going before the plane leaves without you.”
“Yeah, I guess I should.”
I lifted up my carry-on and ticket and looked at Charlie one more time.
“I’m sorry I made things hard for you, Dad.”
“All the same.”
He didn’t reply he only nodded.
I turned away from my father and made my way to the woman taking the passes. I handed mine over to her, received it back once she was done with it, and without looking back, I boarded the plane.
Renee followed me silently, not sure if there was anything she could or should say at that moment. She apparently thought against it and continued to follow me silently.
Once on board the plane, I looked at my ticket once more and then to the isle and seat numbers above my head.
“11A and B, 12A and B, 13A and B… 14A and B.”
I motioned towards Renee.
“This is my seat. What about you, what’s yours?”
She looked down at her ticket.
“11C, right on the other side of the isle. Are you A or B?”
Renee nodded and sat down in her seat. She put her carryon under the seat in front of her. I did something similar and was soon seated comfortably in the seat.
I wonder who is sitting next to me in 11A. I thought to myself.
Nearly a half an hour later, no one had claimed the seat beside me. I let out a sigh of happiness, glad that for once my bad luck was working in reverse and I had the whole two seats to myself to stretch out on.
The voice of the captain came over the speaker system and the hostesses walked down the aisles, making sure overhead compartments were shut tight, seatbelts were fastened, and all electronics were put away. Once the captain was finished talking, another voice came over the speaker system, this one sounded pre-recorded. The hostesses took their places at the front of the cabin and showed us examples as the voice described how to safely fasten your seatbelt and what should be done in an emergency situation.
After the droning voice of the safety instructor was shut off, the hostesses disappeared behind curtains and the captain’s voice came over the speaker system once more.
“We will be taking off momentarily. Please keep your seatbelts fastened, trays upright and in the locked position, and all cell phones turned off. May I remind you that no smoking is permitted in the cabin or in the lavatory rooms. Thank-you for your cooperation and we hope you have a pleasant flight.”
I looked over at Renee who had been quiet for far too long.
“What are we going to do when we get to Jacksonville?”
Renee looked over at me, startled that I seemed to try to make small talk.
“Oh, erm, Phil is going to pick us up and maybe take us out for a bite to eat. After that, were going to go home and get you settled in. I’ll call them and enroll you in the local school. I’ve looked at it online and it’s one of the nicest in all of Jacksonville. I think you’ll like it there.”
I nodded. “Sounds fine.”
We lapsed into silence once more.
Shortly after, the plane picked up speed and began to race down the tarmac. Within seconds, it was airborne and we were flying. My ears popped uncomfortably at the pressure being exerted on them. I tried to yawn and swallow to clear them but ultimately they cleared out once the plane was leveled out. I pulled out a pillow and blanket from overhead once the seatbelt sign was shut off, placed the pillow against the side of the plane, laid my head against it, put the blanket over me, and brought my feet up into a fetal position.
“Night Mom,” I said to Renee. As to whether or not she heard me over the roar of the plane engine, I don’t know, but she didn’t respond if she had.
“Ladies and Gentlemen, we will be arriving in Jacksonville Airport in ruffly fifteen minutes time. Please put away all your electronics and store your luggage in the compartments overhead or under the seats in front of you. Fasten you safety belts and prepare for the decent.”
I stirred slightly at the sound of the voice.
Jacksonville Airport? That would have to mean I’m on a plane and I’m still in Forks… aren’t I?
I hoped I was just having a nightmare, but as my fingers took in the feel of the fabric of the chair, I knew that this nightmare had come to life.
I let out a big breath and opened my eyes slightly. The setting sun shone through the window and thoroughly blinded me. I closed them once more and when I opened them again, I made sure to look at the shadow under the seat in front of me.
Once my eyes adjusted, I sat up slowly and looked around. Renee was staring at me oddly. I didn’t understand what the look was or what it was even for until she let out a few small chuckled and glanced at my hair. I lifted my hand and felt my hair. It felt as if I had just flipped it over, hair sprayed it with several cans of hair spray, and then flipped it back over. It was a mess.
“Nice hair, Bella.”
I grumbled. I hated my hair.
Your hair looks like a haystack, but I like it.
The conversation from so long ago made itself known. At the sound of his voice, my eyes welded up. I did my best to prevent them and succeeded, if only just.
I felt the change in pressure and realized that me must have started to descend. I clicked on my safety belt and tightened it. I made sure my bags were under the seat in front of me and I bundled up my blanket and pillow and stuck them on the seat next to me.
Within nearly ten minutes, we had landed and were hooked up to the gate. Renee and I waited for everyone to get off first before we ourselves stood up, retrieved our baggage, and departed the plane. We walked to the terminal that held all the luggage and grabbed my large suitcase and then we preceded to the main lobby and waited for Phil.
The entire time we had remained silent, but when Phil came, you’d think it was a party.
“Bella! How’s it going? How’ve you been? Gotten any taller have you? I see you’re still as pale as before but I suppose going to where the sun shines much less than Phoenix is bound to get even less results. How’s Charlie doing? Did you make any friends up there?”
The entire time Phil asked questions I had remained silent, not uttering one word, just looking at him somewhat amused.
“I’m fine, no I haven’t gotten any taller, obviously I wouldn’t be any tanner, Charlie’s fine, and I did make a few friends when I first got there.”
Noticing the deadness of my voice, Phil’s smile slipped from his face and a concerned look leaped across it. He looked at Renee then back to me, then back to Renee once more. Apparently from how Phil was reacting, he hadn’t fully believed Renee when she had described how I was acting. He couldn’t believe it.
“Oh… right. Well, it’s nice to hear you’ve made some friends. Did you get their numbers so you can keep in touch? I’m sure they’ll want to talk to you.”
“I doubt it.”
Now Phil flat out frowned.
“But, if they’re your friends they’d-“
“They’re not really my friends anymore,” I said, cutting him off, “can we go.”
Phil nodded sullenly and glanced once more at Renee. He then took my suitcase, which held all my clothes and Renee’s, which held the few she had taken with her. He walked outside to his car and we followed silently behind. The suitcases were stored in the trunk and just before he closed it, he looked back up at me and asked, “Do you want me to put that small bag back here?”
He nodded and closed the trunk of the car. It was then I noticed the type of car it was, it was a nice black Audi. It appeared to be a few years old but it still looked great. He saw me looking and smiled.
“I got a nice check when my team signed me on. I bought this with it. Nice huh?”
I immediately thought of it as a car that would have suited the Cullen’s and my heart lurched. I closed my eyes and quickly opened the back door and hopped in. The interior was all black leather, definitely a Cullen car.
I swallowed hard and leaned my head back. I could get used to this car being Phil’s and accepting it as Phil’s type of car. Just needed a little bit of time.
Soon, Phil was pulling up to a decent house. It was two stories and had a nice front lawn. The neighborhood appeared to be a good one. As we had driven up the road it was easily apparent to me that it wasn’t uncommon to see a BMW or Mercedes parked every other parking space or so.
Phil grabbed the luggage from the trunk and then led me into the house. He walked up a flight of stairs and we passed many doors until we stopped at the second to the last one.
“This one is yours. It’s the next largest bedroom to the Master bedroom.”
“How many other room’s are there?”
“A total of five including this one.”
I nodded and walked in with my luggage in hand. I turned to see Phil and Renee staring at me somewhat worriedly.
“I’m tired. Going to get some sleep.”
They nodded and left. I walked forward and shut the door, making sure it was locked. I walked over to the window and looked out into the backyard. I let the curtain fall back into its place and then made my way to her new bed. I lay down upon it, pushed my shoes off, and then quickly and silently fell asleep.
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