Bella's POV
" Carlisle! It has been 4 freaking hours!" I heard a voice shouted.
" Edward. Bella had too many thing to absorb. Let her mind protect itself." another calmly voice said.
Isabella Cossett Annabella Swan. My name.
I had been in the dark... For so many years. My father is a politician. I am a half French. I am born
in England. I has a bodyguard since 7years old by my side every time to protect me from the kidnappers, because my father is a famous politician... And I don't know.
Flashbacks.
" Momma. Please go! I am fine! Jerry will be here!" A sixteen year old me shoved Cammy's shoulder weakly.
" Isabella." William sighed.
" I am fine! Jerry will protect me!" I pouted and smiled at Jerry who winked at me.
" Fine. But anything happens, Jerry. Call us. " Carlisle demanded. My brothers came to kiss my
forehead and they left to the Mountain Range to hike. How little I know this is the last time I will see them.
" Wanna play chess, Bella?" Jerry asked me after I had taken my pills.
" Yes please!" I smiled, although Jerry always let me win, I enjoyed wining.
" Aww you win again!" Jerry whined for the third time. I laughed.
" Jerry you can't always let me win." he smirked.
Then the phone rang. I raced Jerry to pick up the phone but with his legs double long as mine, he won.
" Hello. Yes, I am Isabella's bodyguard. What?!" his eyes widen and panted, sweating bullets. I leaned in curiously.
" Okay... Yes. " he hung up. He looked at me sadly.
" What's wrong, Jerry?" I asked.
" I am sorry, miss. Your family had an incident." he bowed his head.
" What?" I choked out." Are they alright?" I shook him.
He shook his head." I am sorry. They are dead." I slumped to the floor.
" Miss!" he dropped beside me.
" Cammy... Willy..." I panted and cried out. " No!"
" Let's go to the hospital, miss." he lifted me up and carried me to the car as he drove quietly.
We ran to the counter, Jerry hot on my heels. My brunette hair sprayed around. .
" Swan. " I panted to the receptionist. She pointed at a deprecating tin where Jerry ran and I followed him. He pushed opened a door and I saw him.
" Ricky!" I yelled and lunged on the bed,
" Belly." his breathing is... Panting.
" Ricky. Don't leave me. Please!" I cried,he touched my hair and stroke it.
" Isabella. Please be good. We will always.. Always be in your heart. My dairy. Our dairy... Your
brothers diary is in the tunnel remember? We always write our diary together, lounging in the floor in the secret tunnel. Read ours. Keep it... Safe." he breathed. I cried harder, hugging him.
Wounds covered his handsome face and body...
" Ricky..." I sobbed.
" Remember me... Be safe, sweet girl... I love-" he choked and then, his last breathe was given away.
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