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1 Litre of Tears by Skyla-Cullen






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This story is a crossover between the Japanese drama, 1 Litre of Tears and Twilight. I thought it'd be pretty cool to bring the two together. At least you all know that the plot does not belong to me.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or 1 Litre of Tears.

Thank you to my beta whom I have not met as of yet. Thanks for cleaning up the mistakes :3

Twilighted beta:vjgm


As I boarded the plane with one last look of the Phoenix airport, I thought about my soon-to-be life in Forks.

My mother, Renee, just re-married, and she hasn't been able to spend time with Phil, her new husband. I felt as if I was getting in the way of their relationship. So I decided that I should go live with my father, Charlie.

When I called him to tell the news, he seemed pretty happy. The most I've seen him in years since the divorce.

I found my plane seat and got comfortable, waiting for the plane ride to be over.

"Miss, miss! Please wake up. We've landed already and people have already left," I heard. My eyes fluttured open as I came face to face with a flight attendant.

"Oh! Sorry!" I apologized, rubbing my eyes. I picked up my stuff, and walked away.

I exited several terminals until I found my way out. I spotted Charlie in the front of the crowd, smiling widely and waving at me. When I got to him, he engulfed me in one of his bear hugs.

 "I missed you alot Bells. It won't be as lonely now, thanks for coming," Charlie told me. I smiled and nodded.

"This should be fun," I said excitedly, but inside, I was screaming with irritation. This was a rainy, cold and sunless place. It amazes me that people would actually choose to live here.

Charlie and I, well mostly Charlie, put in all of my luggage in the trunk of his cruiser.

The drive home was silent. Charlie said nothing the whole way home. I actually liked the silence. It was peaceful, and it allowed me to think many things at once.

"Hey Bells, we're here. Home," Charlie announced. I looked towards the house, checking to see if there were any changes made. A new coat of paint covered the house. The door and the handle were replaced, the windowsils were painted over, and I could see the new curtains hanging, through the window.

What surprised me the most, was the driveway. There, in the driveway, lay a black Mercedes Benz. Wide-eyed, I turned to Charlie. "You bought this?!" I asked hysterically.

 "No. Phil did. He sent it as a 'Welcome home' gesture. I would've gotten you a car, but your mother insisted," Charlie grumbled.

"I wasn't sure if you'd be okay with it or not...but...I got you a new bed with comforters and new curtains. I didn't know what colour you'd like so I just got blue with brown and tan stripes. The curtains are the same shade of blue. Sorry I couldn't get you anything better Bells. I truly am," he said.

"Dad, it's okay. Really. It's even better because blue is my favourite colour so it should look really nice in my room. Thanks a bunch," I smiled to him.

He returned the smile and got out of the cruiser. He went around the trunk to get my suitcases out for me.

Once inside, he set them by the stairs and went to the kitchen to get a glass of water.

I grabbed the biggest suitcase first, so I wouldn't have to come back down and deal with it. I trugged it up stairs, pulling and twisting to get it in my room.

It felt like millenias until I got the large suitcase in my room. When I was able to look at my room, I was estatic.

The bed was probably a king, and it had a beautiful wood headboard. My old computer desk looked new. There was also the new laptop that Renee bought me to bring here over the summers to e-mail her. The curtains were the exact same shade as the blue on the bed, and they were nice and thick, so if I wanted to shy out the sun, I could use those. But I probably wouldn't considering there was no sun in Forks.

I ran to the stairs. "Dad, I love my room! Thank you so much!" I yelled. I heard him chuckle.

"Glad you like it Bells!" he shouted back. I ran to my room again, beginning to unload.

Two hours and fifty-three minutes of unpacking. It was abosolutely dreadful. Renee and I had to shop on the internet for clothes because all of my summer clothes wouldn't work well for Forks' weather. So we bought sweaters and jackets and pants and much more.

I hadn't realized that it was already 5:30. I walked to my bed and fell on it. All the lumpy cushions, making my fall more relaxing. I breathed in the scent of the comforters. As my eyelids drooped, the last thing I remembered was 'tomorrow school begins'.

 
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