All It that it means.

The move

Bella's pov

Sitting in the front seat of my fathers cruiser was difficult as he and I sat in an awkward and tense field of air.

I closed my eyes only to see the sight of my dead mothers face before my eyes. I clenched my fists and fought to find peace from the gruesome images that plagued my mind.

"Bella.... You know it's not your fault" my father said gently, his eyes strained on the road, while reaching a hand to place on my shoulder.

Swallowing I nodded and fought the tears that welled in my eyes heavily. It was always the same being said to me.

It's not your fault.
It's not you who must be held responsible.
Blame the man who did this rather.
Bella be strong.

I hated the lies. It was my fault and his. I felt the urge to rip my hair out as I thought about the man who was so obsessed with me. He killed my mother because she was trying to protect me from him.

But he wasn't human. The things he did. No.... That cruelty is too inhuman. He started a year ago with simple flowers and notes. Then emails, calls, threats and breaking in to watch me sleep.

Then he caught me at the mall. That's when I first told my mother about what he had been doing. He had come to me tried hugging me but I resisted and tried to get away. He pulled me into the disabled bathrooms. He held me against the wall. Whispering promises of us being together while I cried. Before he finally left he kissed me. His breath smelt bad and he left bruises all over my arms from his death like grip. His lips rough and hurt mine. After he left I raced home with paranoia eating at me.

Now weeks later I had suffered so greatly that seemed like a piece of cake compared to what he... Has managed to do. 

I just hopped he hadn't followed me here. I wanted to try heal and move on even if it seemed as though that would never happen... I promised my mother so I had to.

I was brought out of my reverie by my father clearing his throat. We where driving into Forks's borderline, from the reserve. I frowned when I saw a giant black... Bear ? I shook my head and saw that the space once seemingly occupied was now empty. I turned to see my father trying to look at the cloud covered sky.

Breathing heavily I really hoped that this place could be my hide away.