Breathe (Twlight Fanfic)

Chapter 8 - Long day

VERY          IMPORTANT        AUTHORS NOTE!!!!!

A/N     I've  edited the story (previous chapters included) so Mungo is Bella's biological son. She was raped at a young age. She thought the Knights put him up for adoption but she found out in chapter 2 that he was he was really living under the same roof as her for 2 years! She's been struggling with the concept ever since she found out!

I hope you actually read that A/N other wise you'll be very confused during this chapter,

Wednesday

I awoke to the sound of birds singing in the grey sky. Although I was in server pain the sound of birds chirping lightened my day. It was nice to know that some bird was out there free just flying around without a care in the world.

I got up Mungo was still sleeping. Probably due to the medication he was on. He always looked so peaceful when he sleeps, I wish I could see his dreams I wonder if they were happy; I wonder if they were dreams of hope, love, future possibilities. I just pray that they aren't nightmares, though I understand if they are.

When I looked into the mirror in the bathroom I almost screamed, I had an ugly black eye. It was black, blue and every colour in between It was noticeably swollen causing me to give up all hope on makeup. Even if I did decide to apply makeup my eye would still be too swollen to go unnoticed. I feel like Rihanna after the Chris Brown incident. I decided to not put makeup on, 1 I didn't was to risk it getting infected 2 it really wouldn't make a deference.

Now all I need to do is think of an excuse. I used a cloth to wash the blood from my skin. I washed my face and brushed my teeth. I changed into a oversized navy blue sweater and a pair of black yoga pants. I trying to avoid my clothes from abrading my skin. I changed Mungo then left for school.

When I got to school I was the only one there, when I looked at my wristwatch I was an hour early. Though I really didn't really mind, if I spent another second in that house I think I would go clinically insane. I sat on the bench waiting for the bell to ring. I was trying to come up for an excuse for my eye but there was nothing I could think of. What was I supposed to say? I woke up like this? I ran into a tree? I have no idea.

The bell rang and I walked to class with my head down praying that no one would ask any questions. I successfully made it to class without a word about my eye. I was having a little party in my head. But of course I had to go around and jinks it.

"What happened to you eye?!" Alice asked clearly bothered

"Its nothing, no big deal." I forced a smile on my face

"Your eyes almost swollen shut, how is that not a big deal? Can you please tell me what happened?"

"Its...Er..embarrassing" I said stalling

"I promise I won't laugh" I sighed

"I slipped in the kitchen and hit my eye on the island." Wow that was a good lie I smiled internally. She looked sceptical but didn't pry. She ignored me for the rest of the class.

The rest of the morning was very stressful I got a lot more questions about my eye I gave the same embarrassing excuse I gave Alice. I was so relived when it was lunch. I needed a break from the rash of never ending questions. I sat down in my normal table by myself without food. I rested my head on the table partly hoping that I would fall asleep and partly because I felt faint. Just as I started to doze off someone sat at my table. My head snapped up causing to make direct eye contact with the one and only Edward Cullen. I thought he hated me. He looked terrified when he noticed my eye, albeit I don't blame him my eye did look pretty gruesome. I put my forehead back on the table.