Annabella Cullen

~Chapter thirteen~

I was in recovery, pain enveloped me in almost every move I made. It has been about three months since it all happened. We had finally made a compromise with Grandpa Charlie, also Seth and Jacob. They agreed that we would be able to move to Seattle and they would not be sad. At the moment I was instructing Uncle Jasper what to put in boxes. I was not permitted to help pack anything up. I was entertained, I felt giddy, the queen of Uncle Jasper.

I was annoyed to the factor that I had to be babied. I mean I already said every move I made pain was inflicted on me, but still! Uncle Jasper had my books and clothes packed away. Next was my stuff from the bathroom, I slowly followed him to the bathroom. I could of gotton a wheelchair but I'd feel even more like a dork having one. "Annabella?" My mom called in a questioning tone. "I am in the bathroom," I called back showing Uncle Jasper what he needed to place in the box. Mom peeked her head into the bathroom and said, "Thank you so much Jasper. I would do it myself but Edward said he wouldn't take my stuff. I never found out if he were kidding or not."

"Annabella, sweetheart, are you ready to go to the car?" mom asked. I looked to uncle Jasper for a second and then nodded slightly. Mom carefully lifted me into a bridal carrying position and whooshed down the stairs. When we were out the door, she very carefully set me on my feet. I saw Seth and a smile plastered onto my face. "Hey Annie. Guess what," he said making his way to me. I thought for a moment then replied, "What?" He smirked and replied, "Jake and I are gonna go with you to Seattle. The pack doesn't need us today or tomorrow so we just going to stay with you guys."

If I were able to I would be jumping up and down clapping my hands. "That's great," I said my voice filled with enthusiasm. He smiled back and said, "Yeah, I'm gonna ride with Jake in his Rabbit while we follow you guys." I tried to hold back my laugh as I replied, "Because your stench is revolting, that is why you can't ride with one of us?" He gave me an 'oh really' look and said, "Yeah, do you think I stink?" I bit my lip and replied, "Err, not as bad as my family. There is a slight odor I can smell off you."

He shook his head, just as dad said, "Come on Ann, we need to get on the road!" I made my way slowly over to the car. The thing I hated most besides the uneven area of grass, is the jerks of the car! I felt even more pained just looking at it, no matter which way I sat I could not withstand the intensity of the jerking movements. I carefully climbed into the back seat of Dad's Volvo. Buckling myself in, I took out my blood bottle from my bag.

Since it pained me to move too much, I had someone when they went hunting drain animal blood into water bottles for me. Honestly, they actually took BOTTLES and filled them with blood. I feel like a baby in their mind. I took the bottles and filled them into actual water bottles so that I was voted on more mature then a one year old. I drank from it, it gave me some energy back. It was going to take us an hour to get there. We choose a nice big house on the outskirts of Seattle, I didn't have a clue what to expect though.

No one did, except possible Alice and Dad. Of course grandpa did since he chose the house. I closed my eyes and soon fell into a restless sleep.

I was awoken soon enough by a soft rap on the window. I flew up too fast, causing me to gasp out in pain. In the window was Seth, his eyes widened when he saw my wincing. I slightly shook my head and he opened the door. "Sorry," he said sounding scared. "It's okay Seth, just remember that I am easily startled," I responded. I scooted slightly closer to him and he carefully took my hand, leading me out of the car.

I turned and gasped at the house before me. The house was astonishingly bigger than our last house. It was covered with wood paneling and the majority was covered with windows. It was 3 stories tall and possibly had an attic. It was amazing and I couldn't wait to see inside. Being supported by Seth, we made our way up the steps that led up to the house. The doors were made of solid wood, as if not to reveal the inside of it. Anticipation coursed through me and Seth opened the doors.