Saving Bell

Isabella is always known as the shy quiet girl. She never realized how many people admired her and wanted to be her friend. Sometimes it takes a tragic accident to be able to open yourself up and truly find yourself.

Excerpt:
I slowly lowered myself to the curb. Everything seemed to be harder to do when one leg was in a cast. Not to mention my foot constantly was itching, and I couldn't reach it. Seeing a twig lying on the ground I reached over and started shoving it down the boot hoping it would reach to my itch. After a few minutes I felt someone tap me on the shoulder. Jumping I looked over at the person who startled me. Bryce was sitting on the curb next to me, letting out a little laugh he turned and looked up at the sky. "Sorry I didn't mean to startle you, I thought you realized when I sat down." Now realizing how silly this must have looked, I tried to pull the twig out without causing myself any more embarrassment.

"How long have you been sitting here."

"Long enough to watch you try to scratch yourself with that thing. I just came out here to make sure you were ok" I just continued to stare at him I did not know what he was doing checking on me, I was a nobody compared to him.

"I'm fine." He turned and stared at me, I knew just like my aunt he would not accept that answer. He just kept staring waiting for me to answer honestly.

I looked away, trying to hold in the tears, I knew once they started it would never end. I was holding it all in so well until this point, I wish he would drop it, seeing that he was not going to leave without an answer. "I'm barely holding it together and if I start talking now I will lose it. I just want to be left alone by everybody."

"You are not the only person that is grieving."

"Yes, but if it wasn't for me nobody would be grieving." With that I stood up and walked away tears now coming down, that I could no longer control.