Chapter 1- Leaving Daddy
BPOV (7 years old)
I cried harder in by bed as I heard my mommy yelling at my daddy.
"CHARLIE! We barley have enough money to food, how do you expect to be able to buy a bigger house! FOR GOD'S SAKE!"
"It's what you want, isn't it Renee!"
My mommy and daddy thought that I was asleep, but I wondered, how do they expect me to sleep with them yelling at each other?
"I want a new LIFE, Charlie. Not only a new HOUSE!"
I put my bed covers over my head and tried to shut out all of their yelling. I was now sobbing and repeating in my head 'It's my entire fault.' I tried falling asleep but I just couldn't. I hugged my teddy bear tighter when all of a sudden the sheets on top of my head were pulled off.
"Honey," my mummy whispered, "I'm going to pack your stuff, okay?"
"W-why?" I sniffed. She saw my puffy red eyes and she gave me a sad smile.
"Bella, we're leaving." She looked down at the floor.
"W-what?" I asked, staring at her. She looked back up to me.
"We are leaving." I smiled, and she looked surprised.
"Where are the three of us going?" Maybe if mummy and daddy spent more time together they would be happy again and we would be a happy family like we were before. Mummy frowned.
"Bella, sweetheart," She said, "by we I mean you and me."
"We're leaving daddy?" I turned to see the door and my daddy was there leaning on the doorway with his eyes also brimmed red like mine. I turned back to mummy. She nodded.
"Why?" She looked startled.
"Um…Well, Bella, How do I say this?" She mumbled the last part, "Your daddy and I think that it would be better if we went our separate ways." She said once she knew what to say.
"Mummy, are you and daddy having a divorce?" I asked. In school there's a very smart girl named Amy who told me what a divorce is. My mummy's forehead creased.
"How do you know about that, Bella." She asked and I shrugged. She sighed.
"Well yes, Bella. We are having a divorce."
"But, WHY!" I yelled.
"Isabella Marie Swan, don't you dare yell at me like that." My mummy said sternly, staring me intently.
"Why, mummy," I whispered, "You used to be so happy together."
Instead of saying anything else my mummy got up from my bed and started throwing my clothes into a luggage. Daddy was no longer in the doorway.
"Mommy." I whispered, waiting for her answer patiently.
She stopped and turned around to look at me straight into my eyes and then I finally got my answer.
"Things have changed."
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Ya, It's a short boring chapter but I promise that it will get at least a little interesting by the second or third chapter.
Roses are red, Violets are blue, Alec is coming, Just wait, it will be soon.