"For one so small, you seem so strong. My arms will hold you, keep you safe and warm. This bond between us can't be broken, I will be here, don't you cry."
--Phil Collins "You'll be in my heart"

Bella's POV

Mommy and Daddy were fighting again. It made me very sad so I closed my door and tried to go to sleep, but I could still hear them. It would almost be impossible not to hear them! Tears dripped down my face as I heard my mommy's harsh no-no words reverberate through the walls and Daddy yelling right back at her.

"Don't you realize you have a three year old daughter that's waits for you every day and you don't come?" He screamed. I buried my head under my pillow trying to muffle out the noise that hurt my ears. They've been fighting so long I felt like this was my regular bedtime story. After a couple hours they finally stopped screaming and I drifted thankfully into the warm embrace of unconsciousness. But then I was awaked once more when my door creaked open, and Mommy walked in.

"Hi, honey." She kissed me on the forehead and sat down next to me.

"Hello Mummy!" I sat up and crawled into her lap smiling up at her to show I wasn't mad at her for fighting again. She smiled back cradling me in her arms, holding me tight, her eyes lighting up every time she did that. When I told her I wanted to be as pretty as her when I grew up she laughed and said I was already gorgeous but it was far from the truth.

"Bella…I have to leave." She said after a moment of silence and her just rocking me back and forth in her arms. I looked up at her confused, I didn't understand.

"When are you coming back?" I asked innocently, but then she suddenly started crying out of nowhere her arms drawing back away from me. My eyes widened, what did I say wrong this time?

"Don't cry Momma, I'm sorry! I didn't mean to make you sad!" I apologized frantically rubbing away her tears.

"Darling, I'm not coming back." She sniffed crying even harder. I pulled away now too, frowning.

"Why not? Can I come?" I didn't get it, why was Momma leaving and not coming back?

"Bella, you can't come with me." She told me solemnly.

"But, Momma, I wanna be with you!" I held on to her, now I was crying with her.

"Shh! Honey, I'm sorry." She started tugging me off and stood up while I was still crying on the bed. I reached for her hand but she stepped away. After a second she slipped off her wedding ring and gave it to me. The diamonds, even in the dark, sparked like the tears running down our faces.

"I love you Bella." Momma kissed me one last time and then she left going down the stairs and out the front door.

"Momma! Momma, no!" I sobbed, I tried to run after her to the door but she had closed it quickly and ran out to an unfamiliar car where someone was already waiting. She left me for good, standing alone by myself in the dark.

"Momma…please don't leave me…" I begged, trailing off sagging against the front door. I woke up the next morning still next to the door waiting for her to come back. But she never came.

~*~Five Years Later~*~

I made Daddy promise he would never leave me like Momma did I suppose, in a way, he did keep his promise.

When Daddy took me to school the girls made fun of me all the time and they said that I was worthless and that's why she left, that Daddy and I weren't good enough for her. They all said I was a mistake one of those horrible mistakes. At first I didn't know what a mistake was, when I asked the teacher she said a mistake was something that happened that you didn't want to, that you wanted to get rid of—an accident. I still didn't understand it, did they want my eraser? I never told Daddy cause I knew it would make him worry, I didn't want that. He was the best daddy in the world! He took care of me well and I loved him so much! He was the perfect dad, my only friend, the strongest man yet the most sensitive and he didn't show any pain of being left by Momma.

But it didn't change what happened everyday at school, and eventually I just learned not to say anything and stick to myself. Lauren, one of the meanest girls, stomped over to me grinning evilly while I was trying to read.

"Alone again Isabella?" She laughed and slapped the book away from me onto the floor. Her group suddenly burst into crackling fits of laughter. I looked up shyly.

"My name is Bella." I told her quietly, reaching for my fallen book. I didn't want to get into a fight today.

"As if I care! You're so stupid and don't have any friends, its pathetic!" I clenched my fists, why was she so mean to me? I didn't wanna hear her hurtful comments anymore so I stood up and walked away leaving her and her little pack of hyenas behind me. When school was over I waited in the parking lot for daddy to come but then Lauren showed up next to me once more.

"You're dad finally decide to leave you like your mom did?" She teased. This time I didn't have anywhere to go to, I had to stay and wait.

"Please stop." I toyed with Mommy's ring around my neck that I had found a silver chain for; right now it was too big to even fit on my thumb, so for now it was part of a necklace. I tried to block out her words and avert my attention, not looking at her. When her mom's car pulled up Lauren hands shot out and pushed me to the floor before she ran off giggling. I fell hard, my hands reaching out to catch myself scraping myself against the rough cement and they started to bleed, I held my hands away trying to not smell the awful salty, rust scent. I had to bite my lip from crying. A couple minutes later Daddy pulled up in his police car and I crawled in silently holding my hands behind my back.

"Bella, what's wrong?" He asked brushing my hair away from my face like he always did. I pulled away shaking my head and leaned against the cold window. I knew if I spoke I would start crying.

"Did Lauren tease you?" Daddy said angrily. I nodded my tears finally spilling as I showed him my hands.

"She pushed me daddy!" I cried. He pulled me close and hugging me tight. He pulled away for a second and fluttered through the CD's that were placed throughout the car and slipped one in to the player. The familiar tune rang out as Daddy slowly hummed along.

Come stop your crying
it will be all right
Just take my hand
Hold it tight

I will protect you
from all around you
I will be here
don't you cry

For one so small,
you seem so strong
My arms will hold you,
keep you safe and warm
This bond between us
can't be broken
I will be here
Don't you cry

Sometimes Daddy would sing along with it, he wasn't particularly good at singing but it was the best music in the world. When I first saw Tarzan I pretended to be an ape for a week, I would climb all over his back hanging on like a monkey, then I would bang on pots and pans trying to make music . And every time I became sad this was the song he would sing to me. It was perfect for us.

'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
from this day on
Now and forever more

You'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
you'll be here in my heart, always

Why can't they understand
the way we feel
They just don't trust
what they can't explain
I know we're different but,
deep inside us
We're not that different at all

And you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
from this day on
Now and forever more

Gently he began to put a couple band-aids on my hands; kissing them one they were done.

Don't listen to them
'Cause what do they know
we need each other,
to have, to hold
they'll see in time
I know

When destiny calls you
you must be strong
I may not be with you
but you've got to hold on
They'll see in time
I know
we'll show them together

'Cause you'll be in my heart
Yes, you'll be in my heart
from this day on
Now and forever more

Oh, you'll be in my heart
No matter what they say
you'll be here in my heart, always

After the song was done playing I had stopped crying.

"Bella you wanna see this secret place where you're Mommy and I used to go?" He asked hugging me close. Occasionally Daddy would give me little information about how Mommy and he used to be. He wasn't the kind of father to leave you in the dark, so every time I asked a question he would always try his best to answer it.

"Okay." I agreed nodding against his chest holding him tight before letting go. He drove us toward the woods and then parked the police car right into front.

"Are we hiking?" I asked, as he helped me out of car. Once on the ground I held his big hand tightly. He nodded leading me to a path but then we started to drift away from it until the path was no longer in sight. I didn't complain or worry because I knew that he wouldn't get me lost. Finally we arrived. It was a meadow; there was a bubbling stream towards the side and many flowers covering the ground and you could actually see the sun. It shone directly on the clearing making everything a lot warmer here.

"Daddy! It's so pretty!" I exclaimed running toward it. I tumbled in the grass, picked flowers and put them in my hair and skipped everywhere laughing until I was so exhausted I just fell into a patch of daisies giggling. It was magical! We played in the field for forever until it started to get dark but even then I hated to leave. When we got home daddy got on the phone and talked to Lauren's mommy, through what I heard she got in big trouble, it made me feel happy even though I knew I shouldn't be. At bedtime he helped me take a bath with lots of bubbles and he brushed my hair and while I brushed my teeth. When we were done he tucked me into bed and read me a story.

"Goodnight, my little Bella." He kissed me on top of my forehead closing the book.

"'Night daddy, I love you!" I smiled happily in my comfy bed.

"I love you Bella." He replied lovingly before closing the door. I slammed my hands over my ears, he didn't say that! I repeated to myself, I didn't want him to say that…because those were the exact words mommy had said before she left me. My tummy started getting that funny feeling inside but I tried to ignore it and be strong because that's what big girls did, and I was a big girl. In the morning I woke up and started looking for Daddy. But I couldn't find him and suddenly I became frantic.

"Daddy!" I looked everywhere but he wasn't there. Then I heard a knock on the door and I sighed in relief. Daddy was here. I could barely reach the door handle but eventually I opened it but it wasn't him.

"Where's Daddy?" I had asked, leaning my head back just to look at their faces. It was his friends. Harry Clearwater knelt down to my height and looked me in the eye.

"I'm sorry Bella your Daddy's…you're daddy's…Bella sweetie…you're daddy's dead." I stumbled back tripping over my feet, and knocking over the chair thinking that Daddy would never be able to catch me ever again. I shook my head, that wasn't possible he was just with me last night. He had played with me in that meadow and sang me a song and read me a story and kissed me goodnight; it just wasn't possible, he couldn't be gone. I couldn't even see him at the funeral; they had shut the casket and lowered him into the ground so fast it all seemed like a blur, I could barely remember anything. The police station had paid for it all and there was this huge ceremony they held in his honor but it didn't really matter because the only person in my life to ever love me was dead. During the funeral I could hear people whispering about us.

"Poor, guy! I heard that he was mauled by some kind of deadly animal!"

"Supposedly it was very messy but there was no blood, though parts we're strewn everywhere! Some camper found him."

"Wasn't he was found at the place where he and his ex-wife used to hide out? Some kind of secret meadow? "

"The child has no one left; even her own mother doesn't want her."

"I heard that she was a mistake!" By now I had finally realized what being a mistake meant. And it hurt.

I feel kinda bad; I always manage to kill off Charlie in some way in all my stories. So to all Charlie fans: I am terribly sorry (I'm a big Charlie fan myself, he really reminds me of my dad...!)Anyway please tell me what you think about it so far, aka review! Criticism is appreciated too; I'd love to hear about how you feel about it regardless of whether it's negative or positive.