I was seriously rethinking my decision to move to Forks.
To be honest, I had been rethinking it ever since I made it a month ago. It was an impulsive and slight decision, a very bad one in my opinion. Bella had asked me to go with her, to give mom space. I just wanted both of them to be happy, which is why I agreed, yet I was almost immediately hit with a wave of regret.
I never minded the dreary weather as much as Bella, but it was not my favorite. The lush green of Forks had its charms, but something always seemed off when I was there. It was strange and settled in my bones the moment we crossed the town line.
Living with Charlie was like a trail mix made up of chocolate and raisins. I loved him and always got along well with him, but he was very different from mom. He was always quiet and distant in the sense where I had no idea how to reach him. I had only stayed with him here and there during the summer, but this time I was there to stay. I wasn't sure if I liked that idea.
I pondered over this as I watched Bella sleep on the plane seat next to me. For me, there was no hope of sleep. I had a thing against sleeping on moving vehicles, especially planes. I had never been a huge fan of flying, that was a factor in stopping visits to Charlie. The stress of flying began to wear on me over time. Luckily for me, we would land soon, hopefully in a controlled descent.
I stared at the back of the seat in front of me, counting down the minutes until we were back on solid ground.
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Resilient
FanfictionGuess what? Bella has a younger sister, and she is not here for the vampire-drama. Enter Myla Swan: grounded, sarcastic, and the voice of reason that the gloomy town of Forks, Washington seems to desperately need. While Bella is wrapped up in falli...
