This is my first fanfiction, it is all human. Please review it and let me know what you think!
I'd get used to the crowds, eventually, I reminded myself silently as I pushed my way through the sidewalk traffic and into Alice's building.
When I called her 3 weeks ago it started a whirlwind I had not expected. It was the middle of the night when I listened nervously as her phone rang and rang in mt ear. I'd a;most given up when she finally answered.
"Hello? Bella? What's wrong, it's after 1 am," her voice was thick with sleep but she still was aware of the time.
" I need to get out of Forks," my words threatened to blur into an incomprehensible mass if I didn't control myself, "Jacob asked me to marry him, I said no. I'm at Charlie's for now but I can't stay here."
"Oh Bella! I thought you loved Jacob," Alice asked seeming truly shocked.
"I thought I did too. I just couldn't say yes. I don't know what I'm going to do Alice," I whispered, a tear sliding down my cheek.
"Move to Chicago with me," Alice was suddenly fully awake, "I've missed you since I moved here, you could teach photography or just find yourself. I wouldn't expect you to pay for anything, Mom had already set up my guest room with you in mind."
It had only taken me a week to get my things packed and shipped after that conversation. It was always tense getting my things from the small apartment Jacob and I had shared. He begged me not to go on the last day and I almost broke down. Jacob could make me happy, and I knew that, I did. He was loving and kind and made sure I had everything I could want but my love for him just wasn't strong enough. It wasn't the kind of love I could marry for. I heard him break down as I shut the door and I knew that the sound of it would leave a scar on my heart for the rest of my life. I hoped Jacob could move on, his warm heart deserved so much better than I could give him.
I said my goodbyes to Charlie and promised to visit as often as I could. Then I drove to the Cullens' house. It had been about a year since Alice had moved to Chicago but I still came here often. Carlisle and Esme were like my second parents. I loved them dearly. I needed a place to keep my truck, I didn't think I would need it in Chicago, and they had offered their garage. I pulled into the familiar tree-lined drive and a sigh escaped my lips as I felt the weight of my life being lifted. I parked the truck beside Emmet's monstrous Jeep and wondered when I would listen to it roar to life again. I walked up to the house to find Esme so she could drive me to the airport.
"Hello, Bella!" Esme's voice sounded like bells to me.
"Hi Esme, thanks for letting me keep the truck here, I really appreciate it," I said sincerely.
"Well, with Emmet living with his new wife Rosalie and Alice in Chicago, we have room. Are you ready to go?" She asked.
I looked out the window at the gentle rain falling on the green that I had come to love in my years here, and somehow, I knew I was ready to move on.
"Yes, I really think I am."
With those last words I left Forks.