Skater Girl

Skater Girl ~ 7

.: Skater Girl :. Part 7

<Kylie POV>

The last thing I remember seeing before I passed out were Isabella’s bright blue eyes staring into my own.

<DREAM>

I was running through a meadow that looked strangely like the one Edward repeatedly took Bella to in Twilight. I couldn’t really point out the flowers or the smells; I mostly just saw a blur of whites and purples since I was running.

I don’t know what I was running from, or if I was running to something but I soon found myself having something heavy in my arms.

I looked to my arms to see Bells tucked into them as I ran, she looked like she was peacefully sleeping.

I kept running until I slammed into something hard, almost like a rock.

I planned on taking the impact ofthe fall so that Bells didn’t get hurt but I never reached the ground.

My eyes were tightly closed and when I didn’t feel myself collide with the ground, I opened them and came face to face with a very defined chest.

I didn’t have time to see whose chest I was starring at because Bells was wide awake and she clearly pronounced the same word I’ve been scared of hearing for the past two year’s come out of her mouth.

“Daddy.”

I looked up then and saw that I was starring into the same eyes I had been looking at when I looked down towards Bells.

I looked at the face and saw that I was looking straight into the eyes of my best friend.

Kyle.

I began to look back and forth between Kyle and Isabella and I became more and more aware of their similarities.

They shared the same bright blue eyes that had tiny specks of grey in them. They had the same slightly upturned lips and the same dark eyelashes.

I looked more and more and kepts eeing more and more similarities until one crazy thought flew through my mind.

‘Is Kyle Isabella’s father?’

Before I could even start answering my question, I awoke with a start.

<END DREAM>

I felt my eyelids begin to flutter open and I came face to face with the same bright blue, grey speckled eyes I kept looking at in my dream.

Kyle had his arms on my shoulders and was gently shaking me murmuring.

“Kylie, come on, get up. You were screaming in your sleep.”

I furrowed my eyes and slowly sat up on the couch and spoke in a throaty voice, “What are you talking about Kyle? I don’t talk or ‘scream’ in my dreams,” I said putting air quotes around the word scream.

“Well you were. What were dreaming about Kylie?”

I shook my head and then saw that Bells was patiently sitting beside me, looking at me with wide eyes.

I couldn’thelp but look between the two faces. I kept looking back and forth between them, hyperventilating, until I felt my head get light-headed and then I felt the world black out.

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After avery peaceful rest, I opened my eyes and found myself in an unfamiliar white room.

I felt alight burning into my cheeks and when I glanced around I became increasingly aware that I was lying on a hospital bed and Isabella was sleeping while curled up into my side.