Bella, I like that. Not too complicated, not too simple. It's perfect. My thoughts are interrupted by a woman calling my name. I sighed. Here we go.
I follow her to what I assume is my new room for the next however long I'll have to stay. Thank God I got put in the teen ward.
"If you need anything, just press this button on the telephone."
"Okay, thanks." I smiled.
As I was unpacking, I found my soccer trophy from nine years ago. I favored and bragged about this thing. How was I so materialistic? This needs to go. I decided to trash it. I threw it on the ground and it broke immediately. I decided to trash the rest of them and every one broken I heard music from the next room over get louder and louder.
One trophy gone
*Music gets louder*
Two trophies gone
*Music gets louder*
Three trophies gone
*Music gets louder*
Four trophies gone
*Heavy sigh*
Just as I was about to throw my fifth trophy, someone started banging on my door. I quickly opened the door not wanting to annoy my neighbor any more than I have to.
"Can you please stop throwing stuff? I know it's miserable being here but you aren't the only one dealing with all of this! There are othe- Noah?" Her voice quieted down when she realized it was me. She already looked so weak and tired. I could see how much pain she is going through just by looking in her eyes. I wanted to hold her and make her feel loved.
"Come in." I say, politely opening the door a bit more.
She walks in, looking around.
"Wow, you've really been unpacking."
"Hehe, yeah. I just don't want to deal with this later. You know?"
"So is this what you've been doing the past five minutes? She asked, walking over to the broken trophies.
"Uh, yeah. I was just thinking about how materialistic I've been and how much I've taken for granted."
" Wow. Mr. Loves Life once took it for granted. Consider me impressed."
I chuckled. " What lies behind this beautiful grey eyes Miss Bella Rose?"
"Pain, hurt."
"Behind that. There's gotta be something else."
"Okay, erm... I used to do Volleyball, I love 5sos, Twenty One Pilots, Halsey, etc, I love lipsticks, and that's all I can really think of." She said, a small chuckle coming out of her mouth.
"I don't really know about you, but I'm hungry. Do you wanna finish this over dinner?"
"Sure"A.N. Hii! How'd I do?. Y'all think about Noah? I really packed more into this part in my opinion. I honestly don't know what to say so I'll see y'all later. BYEEEE!💕💕💕
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Tragedy
RomanceSixteen year old Bella Rose is the girl you wish you were. She has amazing friends, the best parents you can imagine, and she's even the captain of the school volleyball team. That is, until her life did a full 180°. In a matter of of days, her...