The doctors checked my machines, muttered among themselves briefly, and walked out. I sighed, wriggled back down into the covers, and resigned myself to the long, boring day in bed. However, that was quickly ruined because the door suddenly opened, and 7 people rushed in. I jumped, then buried my face into my pillows, sighing.
"HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!" the beautiful, melodic voices chorused, and I peeked out, noticing that everyone was holding party horns and poppers.
I squealed, excited. "Thank you!"
Everyone ran over to the bed to hold my hand in their icy cold ones.
"We were so scared!" Rosalie gushed.
But the blabber of voices didn't stop me from noticing the fact that Edward wasn't at my bed.
"Where's Edward?" I asked.
"Erm, well, you see, he...." Carlisle couldn't seem to answer.
"Well?" I frowned.
It had to be something bad.
"He... left."
"WHAT?!" I shrieked. He can't leave!
He left me.
He hates me.
I'm just the rubbish Dalton left on the street and he picked up.
I'm worthless.
To him. To everyone else in the world.
I started hyperventilating.
The world spun around in circles, and I heard a voice yell, "Nurse!"
The 'party' around me was no longer a party. Nausea rushed through my head, and I was able to utter only one word.
"S-s-sorry."
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"Bella!" a soft voice not unlike mine cried out.
"Mommy?" I asked.
A beautiful, familiar woman with dark brown hair ran out in the darkness.
"Mommy!" I cried, running forward to embrace her.
She smelled like perfume. Like her own personal perfume. I loved it.
"My Bella..." she mumbled, hugging me close.
"Bella?" a sweeter, softer voice rang out.
I pulled away from my mother, curious. Esme walked into my line of vision.
"Is that your mother?" she asked.
"Yeah?" I answered hesitantly.
Her face crumpled up and she started sobbing tearlessly.
"I was never able to have a child..."
Mommy walked over, holding me, to touch Esme's shoulder.
"You can take care of her. Please," she handed me over to her.
"Mommy?" I turned around, wanting to smell her sweet perfume one last time.
BANG! A sound of gunfire ripped through the eerily silent air and Mommy crumpled to the ground. Completely motionless.
And Dalton stepped out of the shadows.
I screamed.
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Hey! It's now become my 'habit' to leave you guys in a cliffie, heh! Anyway, I got a new MacBook, which is what I'm typing this on, and updates will most prolly be somewhat faster. We'll see how this goes. And please go check out my new story, Prim's Hunger Games, if you like Hunger Games! The updates will be unfortunately slower, but longer! Thanks for reading!
-VampaliciousP
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Little Bella
Hayran KurguBella's mother and father have died since Bella was about 2, and Dalton and Sarah have adopted her. But ever since Sarah had passed away, Dalton had abused her in every way possible. Now she is 6, and everything is going to change when the Cullens c...
