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War of the Heart

Summary:
Lieutenant General Charlie Swan moves his family to Forks while he and his sons our deployed to Iraq. Can the Cullens & the Hales help Bella survive while her whole family is on tour overseas? What happens when the only family member she can rely on runs away? Or when a brother is injured in a road side explosion? Thanks to XxBleedingSoulxX for the amazing banner :) NOTE!! I'VE GIVEN UP UPDATING ON THIS SITE, IF YOU WISH TO KEEP READING YOU CAN FIND THE STORY AT FANFICTION. THANKS FOR ALL THE LOVE.


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7. Broken

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Chapter Seven – Broken

Over the next month, I had come to adapt to a whole new routine. During weekday afternoons I would hang out with the girls since the boys were usually off at practice. We would either gawk at the guys during their practice, or head up to Port Angeles to do a little shopping. My evenings were usually spent at the Cullen’s house, where we would all meet up and be treated to one of Esme’s amazing home cooked meals. Saturday mornings I was usually woken up by two very anxious boys looking for something to eat after football practice. So I’d reluctantly crawl out of bed and make my way downstairs and cook up something while Emmett and Jasper would enchant me with their tales from football practice.

On this particular, early Friday morning though, I was awoken from a deep slumber by an evil little pixie jumping on my bed shouting ‘Wakey Wakey!’

“Oh for the love of all that’s holy, Alice how’d the hell did you get into my house?!” I yelled as I blindly chucked a pillow at her.

“God Bella, you know for someone who’s living by themselves, you sure didn't hide your spare key all that well.” She smirked as she dangled my spare house key that had been hidden underneath the ‘Swan family’ welcome mat out by the front door.

“What exactly are you doing at my house at six o’clock in the morning?” I mumbled.

“Does your best friend need a reason to visit you?” she asked with a sweet innocent smile, I just rolled my eyes at her.

“She does when it’s 5:30 in the morning.” I complained as I pulled my covers back over my head.

“Come on sleepyhead, get up! I’ve been awake since four o’clock and I’m bored!” she whined as she ripped my sheets right off the bed.

“Ugh fine!” I cried as I reluctantly crawled out of bed.

“Good, now go hop in the shower and I’ll pick out an outfit for you.” She chirped as she danced towards my closet.

Over the past month, Alice and I have become exceptionally close. Every Sunday she’d come over and pre-pick my outfits for the week. She also would drag Rosalie and me to all of the boy’s football games. Alice was always there to help cheer me up. She was good at distracting me whenever I was having a difficult time, such as now when I was worried because I hadn’t heard from my brothers in a while. She was always there to help pick me up when I thought I was going to hit rock bottom, in return, I had suffered through many Alice Cullen-style shopping sprees.

After I had finished with my shower I decided that since, thanks to Alice, I had the extra time I’d straighten my hair. By the time I was done I headed back to my room to find the outfit that Alice had indeed picked out for me. Laid out on my bed was a pair of cute, faded blue sweetheart jeans, a white tank top, and a fleecy red American Eagle hoodie. Red was my signature Friday color. It was tradition for me and my family to wear the color red on Fridays. It was a way of showing your support for the troops overseas. Since I started school here in Forks, Alice and the entire Cullen family, along with Rosalie and Jasper has started sporting red on Fridays as a way of supporting me and my family. The first Friday I came to school and saw them, I started sobbing and was quickly engulfed in a group hug. I just couldn't believe how amazing and supportive my new friends were of me and my family. There was simply no way to express how much they meant to me.

By the time I was ready to go, it was already eight o’clock. I made my way downstairs and found Alice waiting for me in the kitchen. She was wearing a pair of blue skinny jeans, a white long sleeve shirt and a red button-up sweater. It was actually rather cute; simple yet very stylish. I wolfed down a bowl of cereal while she poured coffee into my travel mug. Thank God for coffee or I don't know how I’d function half the time. I grabbed my mug and then Alice and I made our way off to school in my truck.

We made it there in an impressive amount of time, living in Forks had definitely turned me into a speed-demon, but it was all in good fun. As I was exiting the car, I was suddenly hit in the head by a football. I looked over and saw none other than Mike Newton headed my way with an especially guilty looking expression.

“God Bella, I'm sorry. Crowley tackled me, and the football just flew out of my hand.” He said as he bent down and retrieved his football.

“I'm sure it did.” I sneered as I rubbed the spot on my forehead where the football had hit.

“Well, why don't you let me make it up to you... what do you say we catch an early movie down in Port Angeles? I hear there’s a great new horror flick out.” He said as he raised an eyebrow suggestively at me.

“Yea, no thanks Mike, I don't think that would be such a great idea seeing as how I recently took up a vow of celibacy.” I replied as I watched Alice try to muffle a laugh.

“Oh, well... good luck with that, I guess? I’ll see you around...” He said as he retreated back towards the school with Crowley and Yorkie.

“Hmm Bella Swan...Forks High’s most sought after” Edward bellowed as he appeared beside Alice and I.

“Shut it” I grumbled as I pulled my bag out of my car and looked at Edward for the first time since he got there. He was wearing a pair of common blue jeans, a navy coat and a red t-shirt underneath that I knew clung to his body, and showed off his wondrous physique. God he was gorgeous! But just a friend...

“Seriously Bella, a vow of celibacy?” Alice laughed as she interrupted my thoughts.

“If that's what it takes to get Mike Newton off my ass, then yes, I'm willing to take a vow of celibacy.” I replied as I playfully pushed Alice.

The three of us then started making our way through the parking lot towards the school and our first period classes. I was freezing so I half ran, half jogged to the school while rubbing my arms for warmth. It may have been an early October morning but it somehow felt like January. I guess I was going to have to muster through another shopping trip with Alice so that I could some warmer clothes. I'm sure she’d just be ecstatic.

Edward and I left Alice outside her Biology class and made our way towards our inevitable first period English class. I didn't really find it all that simulating seeing how I’ve already read all the books that we were suppose to read for class, and I was probably better equipped to teach the lesson then old Mrs Warmen, herself. I would usually just spend the class passing notes to Edward, but on this particular day, we would catch Mike staring at me all throughout the hour with a pitiful expression of lust and confusion which would just make Edward and I look at each other and laugh.

When English came to an end, Edward took my books and walked me to my Spanish class. Over the past month Edward had become one of my best friends. Hanging out with him was always easy, it was like we didn't have to make an effort, and we could simply just be. Alice and Rosalie were relentless with their attempts at driving us towards becoming a couple, but Edward and I weren’t really at that stage, for me it wasn’t worth the risk of losing a valuable friend if our relationship fell through.

When I walked into English class I noticed Rosalie sitting at our table looking particularly gloomy today.

Ever since Rosalie had talked to me the night of the sleepover about her and Jasper’s home life, things had gone further downhill, getting more and more complicated. Apparently Mrs. Hale’s drinking problem had gotten worse, and since Rosalie was off living with her father, Jasper was getting the brunt of her fury. Since then Rosalie had started to confide in me, telling me how her mother had started getting verbally abusive with her brother. He never let on that anything was wrong; he always preferred to keep his problems about his home life private, other than from his sister Rosalie so it was difficult to get him to talk about it with me.

“Hey Rose, are you okay?” I asked as I took my usual seat next to her.

“No Bella, I don't think I am, do you think we could talk?” she asked, and I could see that she was struggling to fight back tears. I was scared that she was going to lose it in front of everyone, so I knew I had to think of something to get her out of here.

“Of course Hun, why don't you go wait in my truck and I’ll come and join you after I talk to the teacher and tell her you’re not feeling well.” I said as I handed her the key to my truck. She just nodded and got up and rushed out of the class.

I grabbed all our bags and books and headed up to the front of the class to talk to our teacher, who I noticed was busying herself trying to sort through some papers on her desk.

“Mrs. Geoff? Rosalie’s not feeling well, she going through something right now, is it okay if I go out and talk to her? It would mean a lot.” I pleaded hoping that she would be sympathetic towards the situation.

“I suppose so Miss Swan, just be sure that you both have your projects ready for Monday, understood?”

“Thank you Mrs Geoff, we will.” I replied as I started making my way out of the classroom.

On the way out, I tried to think of things to say to comfort Rosalie. I could understand some of the things that she was going through, like what’s it’s like to feel that your whole worlds falling apart with nothing to hold on to, however I couldn't relate to what it’s like for your parents to go through a separation. My parents were always very happy before my mom got sick, so this was a whole new situation for me.

When I got to the truck I opened the door to find Rosalie curled up on the passenger side seat sobbing. I threw our bags in the back and pulled Rose over into a hug.

“Rose, talk to me, what’s going on sweetheart?”

“Things are so bad Bella, I don't know what to do anymore!” she exclaimed.

“Tell me what’s happening... How’s Jasper doing?”

“I'm really starting to get worried Bella, I think things with my mom are getting worse, have you noticed how Jasper has been slowly retreating into a shell. It’s like he’s started building walls to keep us all from seeing what’s going on. I was talking to Alice the other day, and she was commenting on how he’s suddenly become more quiet and reclusive.”

“Have you talked to him lately Rose?”

“Yea, ever since I found out things have gone downhill with my mom, I make sure to check on him every day. I’ve even mentioned moving back in with them, you know maybe to take some of the heat off Jasper? But he just keeps saying ‘absolutely not’ and that he’s able to take care of himself. Ugh! It’s just all so frustrating!” she sighed as she threw her head into her hands.

“What about your dad, can’t he do anything to help?” I asked as I rubbed her back trying to calm her down before she had a full fledge panic attack.

“My dad’s away on business and my step-mom’s a self centered bitch. She’s never been able to get over the fact that Jasper’s never came around to accepting her as the new mother of our family. She’s pretty much written him off and she refuses to let him come and stay with us while dad’s away.” I couldn't believe what I was hearing, what kind of woman would turn away the son of the man she supposedly loves.

“I’m so sorry, Bella. I’m throwing my problems on you, when you have enough to deal with as it is.” She replied sounding guilty.

“No Rose, don't be so absurd. What are friends for if not to help each other when we need it the most? I wouldn’t be that good of a friend if I left you to deal with this on your own. I’ll always be here for you hun, that’s what best friends are for.” I told her honestly. God knows she’s done enough for my over the past month.

“It’ll be okay Rose, we’ll figure something out.” I reassured her as the bell rang, signalling the end of second period.

We floated through our classes for the rest of the day. Jasper looked like the walking dead, and I noticed that Rosalie wasn’t doing that much better. I felt really bad for what they were going through, I really wish there was a way that I could do something to help.

Neither of them felt comfortable talking with the Cullen’s about it. When I suggested to Rosalie that seeing how Carlisle was a doctor, maybe he could do something to help, she just made me promise not to tell any of them. I guess they felt intimidated, and maybe envious about how close the Cullen family truly were. I think they were frightened that they would all look down on them for having family issues, even though what was going on with their mother was clearly out of their control. I honestly thought that it was absurd, if the Cullen’s could handle my family and our issues, then I'm sure as hell that they could handle the Hale’s problems too. But it wasn’t my place to judge, all I could do was be there for them the way that they’ve been there for me lately.

After the day finally came to an end, Edward decided to hitch a ride to my place. The guys were at football, and Alice and Rose were off frolicking around somewhere, so Edward and I just hung out and did some homework. I really didn't get much accomplished though, seeing as how my mind was still distracted, consumed about what I could do to help Jazz and Rose.

“Bella, are you feeling okay? You seem a little out of it? Did you finally hear something from your father or brothers?” Edward asked with a concerned look as he sat down one of his books on the table.

“No it’s nothing like that, it’s just that one of my friends is going through something, and I guess it’s affecting me. I just feel really bad and I don't know what to do to help...” I sighed, exasperated.

“What’s going on?” he asked as he closed his book and came over and sat beside me.

“I can’t really go into details, I promised I wouldn’t. I just can’t help but feel like one of my friends is in danger, and I don't know what to do to help without undermining their trust.” I said dolefully as I stared at my intertwined hands on my lap. It really sucked that I had to keep this from Edward and the rest of the Cullen’s; I knew they could help, but Rosalie was just too stubborn to see it that way.

“I guess I understand, just know that no matter what, I'm always here for you Bells. You can trust me, you know that right?” he asked as he gently cupped my cheek and turned my head so that I was looking into his beautiful emerald eyes.

“Thanks Edward, I don't know what I’d do without you.” I sighed as I leaned my head into the crook of his neck. Edward always had a way of making me feel better, I was very lucky to have him in my life.

“No problem, love. I have an idea, why don't we do something to help distract you from everything that’s going on. What would you like to do?” he asked as he rubbed soothing circles on my back.

“Hmm... okay. I think I want to bake cookies or something.” I said as I lifted my head off of Edward.

“Cookies?” he asked as he smiled one of his signature half grins.

“Yea, baking really helps me relax. Ever since I was little, and I got worried or scared, I would always bake something to help calm my nerves. I remember the week of my mother’s funeral; the house was completely full of bake goods. My entire family were eating muffins and cakes for weeks.” I explained and couldn't help but giggle as I confessed one of my crazy quirks.

“Sounds like a plan,” he laughed as he raised himself off the couch, before gently placing a kiss on my forehead. “Just let me run my books to the car, and we can get started.”

“Okay,” I said as I watched him gather his books and head out to his car that Alice had dropped off before she headed off with Rosalie, in hopes of cheering her up.

I seriously had no clue what I was going to do about my feelings for Edward. Other then Rosalie and Alice, he was my best friend. But lately I just couldn't help but feel an attraction towards him, which was freighting because I knew that I couldn't handle this right now. Not with everything that was happening with Rose and Jasper, and with my family. I guess now I could just add my feelings for Edward into my giant mess of problems.

“Hey Bella, I ran into the mailman on my way to the car, here” he said as he returned and handed me a pile of mail.

“Thanks,” I said as I flipped through the pile.

Most of it was ads and bills, though near the end I noticed a letter hand addressed to me. I quickly ripped it open and found a letter from my oldest brother Tory. As soon as I saw his messy cursive-writing I started to cry. Edward embraced me in a hug as I started reading the long awaited letter from my brother.

Dear Bella

I miss you like crazy! You have no idea! I'm sorry it’s taken me so long to write, it’s been a little crazy over here, as I'm sure you can imagine. I can’t wait until I get to come home, only 44 more days!! And yes I'm also counting down the hours until I get to come home and enjoy Bella Swan’s Famous Homemade Fudge, so you better have a huge batch waiting for me the moment I get off the plane, baby sis!! I know that sounds silly, but you’d understand if you had to eat this food every day for the past 16 weeks!

Anyhoo... How’s the new school going? Is everyone being nice to you? Just remember if any of the student’s has the audacity to pick on you, they’ll have to deal with four very angry older brothers when we get home!

I know this has been really hard baby girl, you’ve never had all four of us gone before, but I know that if anyone can handle this, it’s you! You’re so much stronger then you realize you have absolutely no idea! You’re blessed with the Swan determination of course, so there’s nothing in the world you can’t accomplish once you set your mind to it.

Every time I get home sick I just remember one of the countless times that you’ve entertained this family with your antics. Haha I still remember the time when you were only three and we went to church with Gramps and Nan. You were sitting on his lap, and before we knew it you climbed down and were walking on the kneeler as though it were a balance beam. When you fell off and were sad Grampy just told you it was okay you just lost your balance. The next thing we knew you were crawling around the floor, and when we asked what you were looking for, you just told us ‘balance’. I still laugh whenever I think about it lol. Yes, your antics have definitely brought countless amounts of entertainment to this family.

Bella you’re the glue that keeps this family together, just remember that each and everyone one of us our fighting like hell to come back to you so we can be a family again. The heart of this family is at home with you, so take care of it.

I love you so much little sis and I’ll be home before you know it!

Love your favourite brother

Tory

Reading the letter, I couldn't help but cry into Edward’s shoulder. I just felt so helpless, there were so many things I had no control over and it just felt like it was all piling up. I didn't know what to do, so I just allowed myself to be comforted by Edward. We must have stayed like that for a while, because the next thing I knew it was past six o’clock.

“I'm sorry, I'm better now.” I whispered as I wiped the remaining tears from my face. “Since its late why don't I cook you something to eat instead of baking cookies. I can’t promise it’ll be as good as Esme’s though.”

“I'm sure it’ll be perfect,” he said as I took his hand and lead him towards the kitchen.

I decided to make something simple, so I chose spaghetti and garlic toast, which just happened to also be one of my favourites. Edward insisted on helping so I told him he could prepare the pasta, as I started making my Grandma Swan’s famous sauce. Pretty much all the woman in our family had had a passion for cooking, so I had picked it up at a young age.

When the spaghetti was finished, we settled down at the kitchen table and enjoyed our supper as we sat in a comfortable silence. I was completely exhausted from my meltdown this afternoon. Edward helped clear off the table as I started working on the dishes. I was elbow high in dishwater when the phone rang.

“Edward, can you get that for me?” I asked as I continued scrubbing at one of the plates.

“Sure Bells, no problem.” He replied as he made his way to the phone in the living room.

I continued to work on the dishes as I heard him stammering on the phone. He sounded a little panicked so I stopped what I was doing, quickly dried of my hands, and made my way towards the living room.

“Edward, what’s going on?” I asked as I walked into the living room as he threw my coat and purse at me.

“Sure Bells, no problem.” He replied as he made his way to the phone in the living room.

I continued to work on the dishes as I heard him stammering on the phone. He sounded a little panicked so I stopped what I was doing, quickly dried of my hands, and made my way towards the living room.

“Edward, what’s going on?” I asked as I walked into the living room as he threw my coat and purse at me.

“Bella, we need to get to the hospital, something’s happened...”