[Shawn]
I turned, tightening my grip on Bella's waist. I opened my eyes slightly. I smiled at her sleeping. I then frown, remembering she has amnesia.
I quietly got up, gently removing my arm from her waist. "Don't leave," I heard Bella whisper. I turned my head. She was dreaming.
I walked towards her, noticing her freak out. I gently shook her awake. "Bel, are you okay," I asked. She breathed heavily. She nodded, walking to my bathroom. She close the door.
I sighed, walking downstairs. "Good morning mom, dad, and Aaliyah," I said sitting down by the table. "Morning," they all said. "Did Isabella leave," my mom ask, frowning. "No. She stayed here the night," I said, turning to see Bel come downstairs.
"Good morning, everyone," she said quietly taking her sit. "You alright, Hun? You look pale," my mom said, getting closer to her and feeling her forehead.
Suddenly Bel held to the table. She fell to the ground, holding her head. I ran towards her, before she hit the ground.
"She's still recovering from her coma," my mom said. I carried her towards my room. I laid her down, getting a cold, wet rag. I placed it on her forehead.
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