Bell.

Chapter One

I lifted my legs up and down as the swing went back and forth. I kept my eyes staring out towards the forrest. The forrest that I have never really went out to explore unless I was with Pops or Meme. I never went out on my own, it was just a rule in the house hold ever since I was just a toddler. I can remember walking to the forrest border line Meme would always yell at me to come back. Every single time I would run back to her or Pops. Even now when I have to shift into my wolf my grandparents or one of the elders have to come with me on a run. Sometimes everyone comes simply for the run if I ask they want to join. But it was understandable after I found out the color of my wolf.

"Bella, what are you doing?" I stopped lifting my legs in the air as I looked over to the side to see Meme standing there with a smile on her face. The same smile that I have seen for nearly eighteen years.

"Just swinging Meme that's all. Is Pops home yet?" She shook her head then came over leaning against the large oak tree looking out towards the forrest. Slowly my eyes adverted to the forrest too.

"It was just like yesterday when your Pops and I would yell at you to stay away from the forrest line. All because we wanted to protect you and keep you away from danger. Now you are right back at that position." Meme spoke softly but I never moved my eyes away from the forrest. The swing pace slowly started to slow down as I just sat on the wooden board hanging onto the ropes tightly.

"Sometimes I ask myself why did she chose you? Out of all the other little girls in this world, why did she have to pick our Isabella?" I bite down on my bottom lip as let the grip on my ropes continue to grow. I knew that this was hurting Meme, because every night I would hear her telling Pops since my sixteenth birthday that she is worried about me. Meme was worried because I was not full wolf, but I was still chosen to be my wolf.

"Meme." I spoke out then looked over at her as my swing came to a stop. Meme looked away from the forrest as a wind of air wiped out of no where.

"I'm going to be okay." I could see the sadness in her eyes. Deep inside of me it was breaking me into pieces. If anything my Meme and Pops is the ones that matter. Their opinion matter more than anyone else in this world.

"Are you just saying that to make me feel better Isabella?" I adverted my eyes from my Meme knowing that she caught me. Then again I knew better than to lie to my Meme. She saw throughout me so quickly. She has raised me after all along with Pops.

"Isabella, look at me." I lifted my eyes from the ground to see that Meme now was in front of me. I couldn't help but to let my hands grow around the rope once more.

"I want you to tell me the truth." She whispered but with our hearing I could hear her clearly. I took a deep breathe in then slowly held it for a second. That's when I looked up to her bright shining green orbs knowing that there was no way I could lie.

"I'm scared Meme." I whispered as she pulled me into her arms as I let got of the rope as she held me tightly. I could help but to hide my face in her chest as she placed her chin on the top of my head. I felt another hand on my back, when I moved away from Meme I saw that my Pops was now here. By the look in his eyes I knew that he had heard our conversation.

"It's going to be alright Bella." He pulled Meme and I into his arms causing me to get up from my swing. He held us tightly as I kept my face in my Pops chest gripping his shirt. All I could think about was rogues finding me, taking me away from these two very important people in my life.

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I moved the cooked carrot around on my plate as the family dinning table was quiet all around. This was unusual for us but then again after what happened earlier today it was understandable. After the scene this afternoon, Pops and Meme said that they needed to have a discussion between one another. I went to Mr. and Mrs. Jaxon's house to help them repaint their living room.