Chapter 4

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Bella POV

I heard this faint beeping noise, then it got louder and louder.

"Turn that annoying beeping noise off," I groaned rolling over, then I felt a sharp pain in both it my wrists.

All of the memories came flooding back to my mind, HIM, my wrists and legs, my suicide, or at least my attempt.

"I'm not dead? am I?" I whispered disappointed. Why am I still here? Why do they want to put me through more pain?

"No your not," I heard Charlie say from my right side as he gently took my hand in his own.

I opened my eyes to see my father standing besides me, but he didn't look the same, his eyes were dull, with huge bags underneath them, and it looks like he hasn't showered or changed his clothes in weeks.

"What happened too you?" I whispered gently using the hand he wasn't holding and placed it on his check.

He gave me a soft smile, "thanks for the complement bells," he said jokingly, with sadness clear in his voice.

"Really dad, what happened?" I asked confused.

"Bells, I was the one who found you. I freaked out and called 9-1-1, they rushed you hear, where you have been laying motionless for 2 and 1/2 weeks," he whispered brokenly.

I wanted to apologize, say I'm sorry for what I did, but the truth was, the only thing I was sorry about is that I didn't succeed.

So I settled for rubbing his hand and check, then I soon got tired, and just as my eyes were about to drop, I heard Renee, "Bella!" she screamed and ran to my side, wrapping her arms lightly around me.

I smiled a little but I was soon taken over by the darkness.

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