Bella looked up at her father's face. He couldn't look her in the eye unfortunately as was his custom when expressing emotions. The noise of the airport hung heavy in the background; babies wailing, people chatting and an overhead voice notifying her that her she better board her plane.

"Well Bells, I hope you have a good time in Louisiana with your gran. You know I'll miss you being around kid. Be sure to call everyday and let me know your safe" Charlie spoke, still not looking her the eye. He looked determinedly ahead intently focusing on something above her head, his brow furrowed and lips pinched as if holding in emotion. She couldn't help but feel her eyes prickle with unshed tears and her throat catch.

"Dad, I'll miss you too. I love you. You know that, right?" She grabbed him and hugged him to hide from her emotions. She felt so bad for Charlie, he has had a tough year dealing with an abnormally depressed teenage daughter. So much so he's been forced to send her away to try to get better, hoping the warmer climate and family will bring life back into her eyes again.

He backed away clearing his throat and looked down at his beloved daughter.

"Course I do Bells. Now get going before you miss your flight and call when you get to your grans". He gave her a kiss on the forehead. Charlie desperately hoped that her kind, loving grandmother will pull her out of the deep depression she's been in. His daughter has always been too sweet and fragile and having her heart broken was too much for her to bare. It was his fault for not protecting her properly. She needed to move on and be surrounded by love and care, which he was no good at.

"Bye dad" She lifted her carry on and walked away. She turned around giving him one last wave and attempted a smile though it was more of a grimace.

As she boarded the plane her thoughts were filled with melancholy. She would miss Forks, she would be forever haunted, missing the life she had lost. She was not destined to be loved. It's a sad fact of life that some of us aren't although we can never admit it. She needed to stop living in a fantasy world. Just because vampires were real doesn't mean everyone gets a happily ever after. Vampires had 'come out the coffin' last year to the shock of the human population. Well, night-walking vampires anyway. Charlie took the news surprisingly well, accepted it as a fact but seemed to almost ignore it as if he didn't think about it then it would go away. Bella didn't notice anyone else's reactions much, she stayed in too much. She graduated high school a year early; doing school work was the only thing in her life to stop her thinking about the Cullen's. By taking it to the extreme she was able to graduate a year early. Her father had insisted that she take a year out and spend time with family to help deal with her issues.

Looking out the little plane window Bella watched the typical Washington rain prattle along the glass. It was time to move on. She may never be happy or loved but she could make an effort if nothing for her family. Although she had drastically improved from the utter zombie-like being she had been before she was still empty and lifeless. She worried her family too much. She would live a meaningless life forever if it meant never causing her loved ones an ounce of pain. They didn't deserve that. So she needed to make an effort; for them.

She rubbed her eyes and sighed.

"Here I come Louisiana" she whispered into the window as the plane took off.