Before The Storm

Chapter 1

Disclaimer: Stephanie owns all rights to these characters but I play around with them. This story is around the time she moves to Forks. She doesn't meet the Cullens until later in the story. When she meets Jasper, Rose and Emmett they aren't a part of the Cullens. Charlotte and Peter are a part of the Whitlock Clan. This story may be different than the rest. Bella/Paul paring. Rated M for language.

Bella

Today is the day I'm moving out of my mom's house. I'm going back to Forks, but instead of a visit it'll be for good. My mom hates when she is left behind and I hate being here. Thinking back to the phone call I got two months ago.

Flashback

My phone starts to ring so I answer it quickly after seeing the number.

"I didn't think you'd ever fucking call me," I say instead of hello.

"Sorry, it hasn't been going so well here," the voice of Sam Uley says.

"What the hell do you mean it hasn't been going so well?" I snap.

Paul had disappeared and his mother calls me freaking out. Paul Lahote, the man of my dreams, my crush, my best friend, my world just leaves.

"Paul," I stopped him.

"You don't get to say his fucking name unless you have some fucking news."

"He's safe, Bell. In fact, he's the reason I'm calling."

"What about it?"

"You need to come back."

"What do you mean?" I drop onto the couch.

"Bell, I can't tell you over the phone. Not like this, but you do need to come back."

"Let me talk to him, Sam."

"Tink?" A raspy voice says.

My heart shrieks with glee at the nickname.

"Yeah, babe it's me. Holy hell I've been going crazy. I've missed you."

"Miss you too Tink. More than you know. Didn't mean to worry you or drive you crazy," Paul says.

"No worries, how you doing?"

"Honestly, I could be better."

"Got something to tell me?"

"For now all I can say is they're fucking true, Tink. Listen I gotta go eat but I'll call you after I get off work. Come home soon please Tink."

"Eat, Paul. I'll see you soon."

End of Flashback

"Bella, are you ready to go? You're going to miss your flight." My mother calls from the living room.

"Coming," I say taking a last look around the room.

My mom and Phil were traveling around so they put most of their stuff in storage. The house is completely empty and it's strange. The house I grew up in is being sold and this is my last time here.

"Thank God. I thought I was going to have to pull you out of there," my mom says when I walk out.

"No, I'm here. Let's go. I'm ready to go back to Forks."

"Wow, thanks for making me feel special," she frowns.

"Mom, that's not what I meant by that. It's just I've never had friends here. At dad's I have several friends. Friends I care deeply about. Please don't take it as me wanting to get away from you."