Chapter Eleven
Welcome to the chapter starting in Breaking Dawn Part one, i hope this works and i hope you like it. I have something I'm working up to, all I need to do is get there and make the story make sense. That's my main fear. It not making sense on here.
-Johanna-
It had been a couple of months since the whole newborn army thing. I sat at the table with Uncle Charlie. More parts of my memory were slipping away. I couldn't remember parts of my childhood infact 0-4 years old was a complete blank. I know I had memories of them because I still remember talking about that age. The feeling and memory of experiencing was slipping away. Charlie held the wedding invitation to Bella and Sparkle's wedding. When he was first told he was less than please having the same reaction as me thinking Bella was pregnant.
"You okay Uncle Charlie?" I ask
"Yeah just...she's growing up that's all"
"We all do, infact I think Bells has been for a while." I went to pick up the invitation but i dropped it infact I couldn't move my fingers properly.
"oh no" I whispered
"Jo what is it?"
"My right fingers...I can't feel them or move them" I tried with everything I had. I started to panic.
"Johanna, Johanna calm down"
"Charlie how can I calm down I can't feel my right hand" tears started to fall.
"Let's get you upstairs, you'll feel calmer after you've had a nap right."
"Charlie I'm nearly 19 I don't take naps." I growled as he took me upstairs.
"Sorry, I'm just at a loss on what to do?" I laid down on the bed and I grabbed my phone using my left hand I texted Riley to get over here quickly.
"Uncle Charlie"
"Yes Johanna"
"Don't tell Bella, she has enough going on."
"Jo.."
"Please I'll tell her after the wedding just let her have her happiness."
"Okay" he shut the door and heard Riley come in.
"Johanna what's wrong?"
"It's started." I told him "I'm loosing mobility. My right hand is nothing" he lifted it up and I couldn't even feel his touch.
"I'm right here" he brought me into his arms
"I'm dying Riley and it's starting to scare me." I cry. He said nothing
"I don't want to die but I will, at the price of seeing my Mum again I won't be able to grow old or live."
"Don't, don't say that you could still change if you wanted to."
"I could but then I would see Charlie die and nearly everyone I care about." I sat up and looked at him.
"Riley what would you do for me?" I ask
"Anything you ask why?" I stood up and walked over to the desk as I re learned it. I took off a piece of paper and handed it to him.
"What's this?"
"My bucket list...I wrote it a couple of weeks ago."
"10 things to do before I die" he read
"1. sing in public.
2. Get a tattoo
3. Kiss Riley at Sunset ( he smiled at that one)
4. Go to a fashion show.
5. Go to the top of the Empire state building
6. Have a Las Vegas wedding ( he laughed)
7. Get unbelievably drunk
8. Take 100 selfies in 4 days
9.Dance underneath the moonlight
10.
He stopped at 10, i blushed remembering what it was. Riley looked up at me and smiled a little
"You would really want to, I could hurt you Johanna." I sat back on the bed with him.
"At least i would feel something. Riley I trust you completely and if you're brave enough i would like to repeat 10 a few times. " he kissed me passionately and it felt amazing.
"I would be honoured with such a request." I smiled but then yawned
"Get some sleep. I'm going to get started right away on your wishes." he kissed me again and I laid down falling asleep.
-Riley-
My head was still running around frantically. I was determined to fill out ever last wish as soon as possible. I arrive back at home. I called it home now because it was.
"Alice!" I yell I knew if anyone could help it would be Alice.
"Yes Riley."
"I know you busy with planning the wedding but could you spare five minutes"
"Sure" she chirped "How can I help you."
"First off what I'm about to tell you can't reach Bella. I'm under strict orders."
"Okaaay."
"Johanna is getting worse it's not only her memory that's going its her movement. Its started with her right hand."
"Oh no" I nod
"she refuses to be changed and she's made a bucket list. I know it's a lot to ask of you but there are something's I'm not good at organising. Will you help?"
"Of course I will" I handed her the list.
"I can help with 1,4,5,6,7 and 9" she giggled at Number 10 "although 6 isn't very romantic
"Okay thanks" I took the paper of her.
"Tell her she can sing at Bella's wedding I'm sure Bella will love it. All she needs to do is choose a song preferably slow."