Remember Me (Sequel To Forgotten)

Cheater!

Remember Me...

Chapter 3; Cheater!

Bella's POV

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ My footsteps echoed down the long hallway. My breath was short, my hands as cold as ice. I choked on my tears, letting out a weird hiccup sound. I stumbled down the hall, tired and confused. I knew what I was looking for. And I wouldn't leave until I got him. "Niall?!" I screamed out. My voice was dry and raspy.

"Isabella," a voice came from behind me. It sent chills up my spine. I was afraid I knew that voice.

"What do you want from me?" I asked, still turned around. I couldn't face him. Not after what he did to me.

"I want the same thing I wanted the day you were born. I want you dead."

"You won't hurt her," I heard another's voice. It brought a small smile to my face, to know he was still alive. But then I realized what he was doing. His promise would soon be broken.

"Niall, leave!" I screamed, turning around. But that didn't stop James from hurting him.

It felt like slow motion, as he took the gun out. I didn't expect it at first, but then it finally dawned on me. He wanted me to suffer. And he knew how to get to me. I only had a few left that I loved. When they're gone, I'll have nothing.

That's exactly what he thought.

Niall didn't stand a chance. His body dropped to the floor, his eyes closing slowly.

"Niall!" His name escaped my mouth. I ran to him, kneeling by his side. His hands were ice cold, and he was slowly turning pale. "Niall." I put my hand on his forehead. "Please come back."

"Bella," he said. I smiled played across his lips. He was alive, but weak. He was dying.

"Niall, you promised not to risk your life for me."

"I'm sorry," he said. He put his hand on my cheek. "You're beautiful."

A tear hit the floor, as I said, "I love you, Niall."

"I love you, Bella. Don't forget me. I'll see you again." He closed his eyes.

"Niall! Come back!" His smile faded, as his head slowly turned to the side. His breathing stopped. "Niall."~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

My eyes shot open, and instantly met Niall's. He was standing over my bed, shaking me. "Bella, you're going to wake everyone up. You were screaming."

It took me a moment to remember and realize that it was all a dream. That he was still here. "Niall," I whispered.

"Shh, I'm right here." He ran his fingers through my hair, and laid beside me.

"You aren't dead?" I asked stupidly.

He laughed. "I'm right here."

"Good," I sniffled. "Don't die."

"I'll try not to."

*******

"Bella, wake up. It's Christmas."

Oh no. Christmas? Already? I have seemed to forgot something. Niall's present. "It can't be Christmas yet," I groaned and rolled over.

"Bella, wake up. I'm hungry."

"Go get yourself breakfast."

Niall laid on top of me. "Theres presents though, Bella."

"I don't care!" I laughed, trying to shove him off me. "Niall, get off."

"No. Make me."

"I tried. I'm weak. Get off."