In the Normal World
A/N Edward has not been introduced yet.
I never planned to say goodbye to my mother, not at this stage. I always thought I’d live with her till I was older. But now that I’m standing in her embrace at the Arizona airport , that statement could mean nothing più than me actually getting to my fathers.
My father Charlie lives in Forks, where he still lives in the very house that his marriage between him and my mother failed, and where I was born. I'd had to turn to my father after living with my mother had become difficult on her new marriage.
Charlie picked me up in his police cruiser; I never thought I could be più embarrassed until he decided to turn on the lights on the main road. I should've known that he would have told all the townsfolk that I was coming, and that this was the signal to all rush over and hover over the mysterious chief’s daughter.
I remember being here when I was young, it was finally after my 12th birthday I decided that I didn’t want to keep coming back, but that didn’t stop my father. But after all this time, I never forgot my way around and the way home, I guess I should still call Fork my home.
I expected Charlie to turn left into the main road the lead to our street, but he continued down the road, ahead the old road sign I remember, it read "La Push".
"Ahh, dad, why are we going to La push?" I detto curious.
"Oh sorry, I forgot to tell you, Billy Black, te remember him right? Well he has a present for te from him and I, to welcome te back home" I remembered Billy black , and his two twin daughters, Rebecca and Rachel. Every time Charlie came over to watch the super ball he expected me to play with them, but they always stuck they tongues at me and told me to go away, they twins had each other and that was the way they liked it. I never really got to meet his son Jacob from what I remember.
"Oh ok," I detto thoughtful.
We drove into the gravel driveway of the small red fienile, granaio house that consists in all my memories of Forks. It was just like I remembered; it was like I never left, never aged a day. The only things that had changed was that two little girls were no longer rushing out the front door to hug "uncle Charlie"
"Billy!" dad called , the echo quickly ran into the depth of the house.
I glided out the cruiser, watching my step, afraid that with my luck that I may fall on the gravel, I was that hopeless that I took every precaution on all forms of terrain.
A young boy came to the door, and opens it, offering us inside.
He had long black hair that was silky down to his mid waist, he was really broad , tall, and handsome. I tried not to blush, but I failed badly.
"Hey Bella, I’m Jacob, we used to make mud-pies together" He was the son I hardly remembered I guessed.
Mudpies?... Now I remember, ha-ha, gosh, my little Jacob. He detto that my mud-pie tasted like dirt not mud so I chucked a sook and he told me to grow up. It's funny, even at that age he was still much più mature then me.
"Hey Jacob, it’s been a long time" I gave him a quick hug, but he gave me deep tight squeeze awkwardly, it caught me off guard.
"Hey umm,I need your help with cooking dinner, can te help me?" Jacob asked sheepishly, it sounded più like he was begging me. When I lived in Arizona, I was the cook, so I quickly accepted.
"Sure, what’s on the menu?" I joked, Jacob laughed più than I expected, perhaps out of relief.
"Umm, I don't know yet, that’s what I needed your help with, and well to help me cook it, and maybe serve it" he looked down at me with baby dog eyes.
"So you've never cooked Dinner?"
"No, we've survived off Harry Clearwater’s homemade pesce Fry, and well, two minuto noodles, ciao did te know that those noodles don’t take two minuti but four!" He admitted with a guilty as charged face. I must admit too, that this face I instantly loved.
"ha-ha ok sure"
At around 6:30pm , Jacob and I called Billy and Charlie to the tavolo for bistecca and vegies. It was simple and well we couldn’t screw it up.
Charlie wheeled Billy to the table, which stunned me; Jacob had filled me in during out preparation time.
Billy had a tragic car collide that damaged his spine, making him live in that chair for the rest of his life. I pitied him, but when I saw him I thought I shouldn’t, because Billy looked as happy and as full of life then I remember him last.
During the cutting of chewy steak, Billy came forth and spoke; "So Bella, I bet you’re curious on what your welcoming gift is?"
I stopped, I had almost forgot about my present. Now that he brought it up again, it made me nervous.
"Well after dinner, Jacob will mostra te to it" He detto through a mouthful of carrot and corn.
"It's outside?" I asked.
"Oh yeah, well its kinda large, I couldn’t fix it in a box" he winked my way.
I set my coltello and fork down to my empty plate, I looked up at Jacob, who had polished his off about ten minuti earlier.
He stood up and gently took my hand. His hand was warm on mine, I liked it più than I should had.
He led me outside into the massive backyard. In the distance their old box auto, garage became into focus through the darkness and the bucketing rain. He chuckled and began to run, dragging me behind. Making him laugh harder.
"Jacob , stop , I can run well.." I said, sounding like a damsel in distress.
He laughed even harder, he was almost chocking, he stopped and in a moment lifted me onto his back, and I straight away felt like a rag doll.
I gasped at his actions. But I wouldn't fight, I liked it. He was so warm. I would imagined steam searing of his skins. His smell was mouth watering. I just wrapped my arms around him. He stopped and clutched my hands for a second. Then ran ahead again, in the mud and the heavy pouring rain.
I never thought I would be smiling this much the same giorno I left my mum and came back to gloomy Forks.
We reached the old shed, with a swinging dim lamp hanging in the centre of the room; it was an old lamp that still had the pull string.
He glided me off like a piece of light fabric. With the tin roof I heard rain drops fall onto the roof like we are a gun firing range. I should've have remembered that Forks has the most rain in the western peninsular. Jacob tugged me in front of him, clutching my hand again, Jacob was starting to feel like my best friend again, it felt utterly right to me.
Jacob raised his arm and extending his pointing finger and indicated to a shade in the corner of the shed. It was dark; I struggled to see what he was pointing towards. I looked back at him confused, he only smiled. I returned it back not sure what he was up to.
He started to pace towards it, once again dragging me behind. When I finally realized what he looking at I saw a red truck under a blue blanket.
"This is your new car, if te want it of course"
“Oh My God, this is my welcoming present? Oh my gosh! I cannot believe, it’s great, I really Amore it Jacob thank you!”
I jumped into the driver’s seat. Looking at the old interiors. This made me Amore it more. . .
"Do te like it?" He detto curious, but scared.
"Do I ever? I Amore it! This is the best, gee thanks so much “I said, and da accident , leaping into another hug.