It's been awhile since I've left Phoenix. I guess there was never really any need to I guess, everything was there. School, shops, restaurants, why should I leave? But now I'm miles away in my car, bum numb and still driving. I wish I wasn't such a coward, that I could face my parents and just get over it. But how could I? When they've just given up on their marriage and their love! Gah, just thinking about it's getting me all worked up again.

I looked out of my car window at the passing sign, six miles to Seattle. Good, I'm almost there, the further away from home the better. Or the further away from Phoenix the better, it's not home anymore.

I jumped as my phone gave out an indignant beep. Probably another message from a friend or Renee asking where I was, I can't even bring myself to face my friends and tell them I've run away, so I don't have to face Renee and Charlie's divorce. And that I'm currently driving to a boarding school near Seattle and some small town called Forks, nice and secluded where neither you nor my parents can find me. Yeah...like that'll work. Coward.

I sighed softly after deciding to ignore the text and turned up the radio, I needed something to distract me. It wasn't until my phone went off that I realised the car was silent. The song that came on was Human by The Killers, I never used to like them, but since one of my friends became obsessed with them, they gradually started to grow on me. Although, the dude with weird afroish hair still creeps me out, Dave something...

I turned the radio up louder and began to quietly sing along and tap my thumbs on the steering wheel to the beat of the music. My mind flashed back to last week.

I rolled over in my bed slamming down a pillow over my head to block out the shouting. It didn't work.

"Why can't you just say no!"

"It's not like I have a choice Renee. I'm chief of police."

"But this isn't your job, you don't have to work the hours you do!"

"I work the hours I do to keep the streets save! I take on jobs when other people can't fit them in!"

"Well Charlie, you shouldn't be able to fit it in. Your family should be your first priority, and what about Bella? She never sees you; she doesn't even know you anymore! Throwing money at your problems doesn't fix them Charlie. You can buy her all the clothes in the world and it won't change a thing!"

"Don't bring the kid into your jealousy Renee"

"If you would pay the slightest bit more attention to her I wouldn't have to!" She screamed, then in a quieter voice she said "It's me or your job Charlie, which do you love more?"

Silence filled the room before he answered "I..."

I threw off my pillow and slammed my hand down on my docking station; the sound of the killers abruptly filled the room, and the voices from downstairs faded to a background murmur. I didn't want to hear them anymore. I should go downstairs and break it up; they didn't like arguing in front of me, then again they didn't know I could hear them from upstairs. But I know it only makes it worse the next time...

My mind flew back to the present as I turned out of the street onto a dirt road. And now I knew the answer to that question that I convinced myself I didn't care about, but so desperately hoped would be "It's you and Bella, Renee. I love you two more than anything in the world." But it obviously wasn't, otherwise I wouldn't be sitting in my car miles from home...Well it's not home anymore. Home's where the heart is and since mine got ripped to shreds back in Phoenix it definitely wasn't there. The sooner I reached the boarding school the better. Then the real journey of feebly stitching my heart back together could begin.

I suddenly slammed my foot down on the brakes as I realised I was driving straight towards another car. My tires screeched in protest and the smell of burnt rubber clogged my nose. But I was too late; my truck went ploughing into it, pushing it off the road into a tree. Oh spectacular! I couldn't get a break from my bad luck even for a minute. Talking of breaks, I quickly checked myself over for injuries. Other than my heart rate pounding and a stiff neck I was fine.

My eyes flashed warily to the glimpse of bronze hair that emerged from the car as the driver door swung open...

And sweet Jesus he was beautiful, and furious...