Sitting here…waiting…I can never walk and somehow this doesn't affect me anymore. See ever since I was born I have had no function of my legs or in fact my waist down. I wear whatever my mother Renée buys me, but most days I don't feel like climbing out of bed. There really isn't a point right? Not being able to participate in sports for any amount of time, I love watching though. I read for most of my time and the classics just get to me I guess, but reading the same book for 17 years can get quite boring, but it's the only book that I have in my house.

Let's start off right. My name is Isabella, but people call me Izzy although I have no idea where that came from. My parents are divorced, separated, unfaithful to each other, or anything else you want to say, and I live with my mom in Phoenix, Arizona, but I am now moving in with my dad in Forks, Washington. The rainy state will be a torture chamber for me, but see I can't really go running around or for walks, but I can wheel around. I don't want mud on my wheels though so I don't know how I'm going to take this.

I have an older brother and a younger brother, Jacob is older than me and he is a senior while I am a junior in high school. My younger brother, Emmett, is technically younger than me even though it's only by five minutes. I call him "Lil Emmy" and I can only get away with it. See we are twins and my dad wanted to keep the guys and my mom just took me when the divorce was finalized, but I was upset that dad didn't fight for me. At least I will be able to see them soon…

I rolled my way away from the air plane that brought me to Seattle and tried finding the man with brown curly hair and a mustache, and I soon spotted him, "DAD!" I screamed and wheeled my way over there faster.

"ISABELLA!" He was laughing and screaming at the same time which earned a big goofy grin plastered upon my face. "I missed you so much kid-o!" he whispered in my ear and hugged me close to him. I looked over his shoulder to see an impatient giant known as Emmy.

"Dad!" he whined "let me see my Big Izzy!" he complained and I had to laugh. I totally forgot about his nickname for me. I remember where I got that one though.

*Flashback

My family and I were going around in a pet store and I just learned most of the easiest words in the world. I saw a green lizard and looked at it while my mom was trying to wheel me away from it, but I put my brakes on and she didn't know how to take the brakes off.

"I want an Izzy!" I screamed and waved my arms at the green lizard.

"Honey we don't have enough room for a 'Izzy' in our house." My mother consoled me as I realized that we weren't ever going to get pets.

Emmy was laughing at me and then he calmed himself enough to say something, "Ah Izzy? Mom that's a lizard!" He broke out into giggles and I just stared at him without seeing the humor in it and this is where the nickname began. "Big Izzy, that's your nickname now seeing that you can call me Lil Emmy." I giggled a little and agreed to this weird nickname.

End of Flashback*

All of a sudden I was pulled out of my thoughts by Lil Emmy getting me into a huge hug with the wheel chair still connected to me. I laughed, "Emmy, put me down before you break something!" He laughed but put me down and I was trying to catch my breath. I only saw them and I was wondering where Jacob was. "Guys where's Jake?"

A sudden look of darkness and sadness crept upon there faces and I knew something was very wrong. "Jake he," my dad took a deep breath and said what happened all in one breath, "he got lung cancer and died a month or two ago." Silent tears rolled down my cheeks as I realized that I would never see Jake again. Why does this world have to be so cruel? "Emmett you take your sister to the car and I'll get her stuff, don't go slow, she's ripping at the seams." With that he walked away and Emmett practically ran to the car without any warning.

"Sis," he sounded sincere, but I couldn't tell, "Jake told me that he wanted to see you when you got here although he might not get to see you while he was alive, do you want to visit his grave?" he asked this with pure sadness in his voice and all I could do was nodded and I was in his arms within milliseconds. "Its okay sis, he really loves you and he is watching you. Don't worry, he was in pain and said that he didn't want to be here anymore although he did want to see you come back home."

With that simple saying I was done crying tears for my recently lost brother. I could see Jake just smiling at me now and telling me he loved me with wings attached to his back. I smiled and Emmy pulled back from the hug and saw my face. "You okay sis?" he was really questioning my sanity.

"Yeah Lil Emmy, I'm fine it's just that I can imagine Jake with wings telling me that he loves me and that it's alright. That he is happy now." The smile broke out into a big goofy grin yet again.

"Phew! I thought you had lost your mind with that grin, well he tells me that everyday so get used to it!" He laughed at his imagination and Jake's angel form and sighed. "So are you ready to start at a new high school?"

I scowled and answered with fear in my voice, "Sure, I already know what's coming though, the questions and then the constant mistreatment. It sounds like SO much fun!" I laughed and I was just angry about starting school. I knew that people were going to be like that although they shouldn't be because the evilness of this fact was just burning with truth. I sighed and looked up at Lil Emmy which he looked as though he had a sense of understanding. "Did they hurt you Lil Emmy? If they did, I swear, I will roll over them!" I whispered and he had a sad smile playing on his lips.

"They kind of did, but don't worry Big Izzy, my friends have gotten them back. They are just f-"he was cut off by my dad opening his door. "So dad, where are we going?"

"Home I guess, and Izzy you remember where your room was right?" He said this with a fatherly tone, but a hint of sadness was behind it.

"Yeah Dad, don't worry about me though, I know that you two haven't been eating well, or at least by the looks of it anyways." I lifted up a Chinese Food Box and they laughed at the look on my face. "How long has this been in here?" they chuckled and I still had the disgusted look smeared across my face.

"Only for two days Izzy." They said this at the same time and I burst into laughter cause they had the same tone and everything. "What?!" they did it again and I flopped out of my seat and sprawled around while holding my sides. Emmy picked me up and put me back in my seat. "What is it Big Izzy?"

"You…guys…same…tone…" that was all I could get out between my giggles and next thing I knew we were back to dad's house…well I guess that it was my home now, but who really cares? "Sorry guys, it was just that when you said that stuff together that you all had the same tone of voice and were both serious!" I stifled a giggle and sighed. "Okay so I'm just going to get my stuff unpacked okay?"

"Do you want any help Big Izzy?"

"Yup" I popped the 'p' and rolled to my room. I opened my door. "Oh my gosh." Wow he really doesn't do redecorating, does he?

"What Izzy?" I laughed at just gestured my hand towards my room and he saw it looked exactly how I had left it except that there was a computer now in the room. My walls were still the same baby blue and the comforter on the bed made me think of many times I hid under them to get away from the screaming across the hall. The bed was still the same full size so then my legs could sprawl out all they wanted to. The song book that I left behind is still in the same spot that I left it when I was 8 and leaving here for what seemed like forever and never coming back. The closet door was open and there were hangers on the ground, which I remember my mom throwing there as she dragged me out of our house. The memories hit me harder than anything that had hit me before. I blinked away the tears and looked at the room. "Wow, I thought Charlie would have changed this by now, he did come in here a lot when you left you know?"

"I can't even see that, Charlie being sad, that just upsets me. Why should he have been upset about me leaving? It was like a burden just moved away from this house and he just says he loves me now, you think?" there was so much conviction in my voice that I didn't think that Emmy would see through anything.

"Izzy he loves you more than he loved mom, and sometimes I feel like that too, but you shouldn't feel like dad doesn't love you or just says it, never!" He took a deep breath and pushed me into my room and I pulled myself out of my chair and laid down on the bed. "You want me to start with your clothes?"

"Well seeing that clothes are the only thing I packed yeah." I pointed to a suitcase knowing that it didn't have any undergarments "Unpack that one, it's safe."

He laughed but he started and asked me where I wanted my shirts and pants, once he was done with that suitcase he couldn't really help me with the other one…so I sent him away. "Dad is ordering pizza tonight, is that okay?" He asked before he walked out and he turned to me and I nodded my head. I put the other suitcase away and then the doorbell rang. The footsteps echoed through the house and within seconds I heard the door being slammed, "DINNER!" Emmy must be hungry.

After the awkward pizza feast I decided I was going to take a bath (seeing that I can't stand how am I supposed to take a shower) and go to bed. My strawberry shampoo comforted me and the soap just relaxed me even farther. I slipped into my pajamas and rolled back to my room. Quickly I pushed myself out of my chair and underneath my comforter and it lived up to it's name. It was comforting me while I laid there thinking about tomorrow and the torture school was going to bring. Maybe I would have classes with Emmy. Gosh I hope so, with that I slipped into a sleep with Jake telling me it was alright to let him go.