Charming's Princess

Chapter 2

Belle's POV,

Telling Charlie, I was leaving was hard, but it needed to be done, from the moment I moved to Fork's I haven't been happy. I thought being with Edward was my possible happiness, but it wasn't meant to be, I was just fooling myself. Looking at it now me and Edward are just too different people, we would never of worked. He wanted a Victorian woman who would ask his permission to simply just breath and that just wasn't me, I'm an independent woman I have always been that way he wanted me to look to him for my decisions that's just not me.

I was stood in front of Charlie waiting for him to say something, I could see the wheels in his head turning, probably trying to think of ways for me not to go, or reasons to stay. But it wouldn't work, this is my chance to really be happy, and I wanted to meet my father. After all it wasn't Clay's fault that he didn't bring me up it was my birth mothers, then it was Renee and Charlie's for keeping me away from Clay.

Charlie should have let Clay come and get me from Renee all those years ago, because I can imagine I would have been a lot happier with Clay then I ever was with Renee. Maybe I would have had a real parent and it wouldn't of been left to me to bring up Renee. After what felt like hours Charlie finally opened his mouth, and I knew he was gonna launch into some tirade which was gonna get him nowhere because I had already made my decision and I wasn't going to change it for anyone I had the right to know my real father.

"Belle are you sure about this? You don't know Clay Morrow from Adam; do you really want to move to a town you don't know with people you don't know? Are you really gonna leave me and Jacob?"

Did he really think that would work? Me and Jacob weren't even really friends anymore, we hadn't been in a long time and if he thinks there was anything else between us he was seriously delusional.

"Charlie, I love you, you're my dad you've always been there for me, and I appreciate that, but you have to let me live my life the way I want to live it. I had to make my own mistakes, me and Jacob are nothing more then friends and lately we haven't even been that. You have to understand I want this chance to get to know my biological father, I have to know where I came from."

He had to let me make my own decisions in my life, this is what I wanted to do, I would do it with or without his support. I'd rather has his support, but I didn't need it and I wouldn't beg for it. No one asked me if I actually wanted to come and live here in Fork's, to be honest I don't even really remember how it all came about I just know one day I got home from school and was told by Renee I'm moving in with Charlie the next day my stuff was packed, and I was getting the plane and I haven't had contact with Renee since. He took a deep breath, looked at me then nodded his head,

"You're right, your old enough to make your own decisions and I can't stop you. Better still I won't stop you, I just want you too think about this first ok?"

"Charlie I have thought about this, I haven't been happy in Forks since moving here, that's nothing to do with you though it's all on me. I need to live for me now and that's what I'm doing if it doesn't work out it doesn't work but I have too at least try and Clay deserves to know me as much as I deserve to know him, it wasn't his fault that he wasn't in my life."

I left it at that, there wasn't much else either of us could say. I wouldn't change my mind and Charlie wouldn't stop trying to get me to stay and at this point I wasn't sure why he wanted me to stay so much it's not like we spent any time together he was always at work or out fishing with Billy so why bother trying to get me to stay I don't know. I had to do this for me, so with that in my I decided to go and talk to Jacob, things have been different between us, but I wouldn't leave without saying goodbye first because he at least deserved that much didn't he? I walked to the stairs grabbed my jacket off the banister, looked at Charlie who had his eyebrow raised in question.