Chapter 1
Dancing in the long grass and wild flowers, touching me softly like feathers. I remember the time when Edward took me here. Our special times 'studying' or walking about in the field. I stop and realize I'm being watched my warm prince. I gaze back but he's not there. I still feel him close though. I turn around he's in front of me arm out stretched ready for me to take. For the first time in this repeating dream I hold his hand -instead of running away. I feel his warmth shoot through me as we dance through the flowery field.
Chapter 2
I wake up. Realizing it was all a dream, reality rushed back to me hitting me straight in the face. 16 and pregnant, boyfriend dead within a year you started dating. 'not good Bella' my dad (Charlie) said as he took one look at my 4 month bump. I moved out afterwards because of the baby Charlie wouldn't be able to cope with another child. So I moved to an apartment close by. I guess it serves me right though, spending time with Jasper. The cunning bastard. Daring to get into my life and ruin it while I'm at my lowest because of my boyfriends (his brothers) death. He just wanted to get into my pants. No strings attached he probably thought.
It's so depressing I have no money all of it goes towards food, rent, bills and the baby. Jasper gives me nothing wants he doesn't anything to do with me or his baby. Charlie can't afford me the baby and himself it would be too much to ask from him. I guess I'll have to suck it up because hard times are coming. Angela and Jessica have been flipping amazing after everything we've been through. Helping me with my home schooling and taking me to meetings about how to keep my baby healthy it's so funny. But I have to remind myself it's not a fucking game Bella this is some serious stuff.
Lauren has been helping too I think we just got off on the wrong foot. Shit, Shit, Shit! I forgot I have to hand my course work into my counsellor to get my results for graduation and then I'm meeting the girls to find a dress for Jessica. Mike finally popped the question on 4th of July it was so romantic fireworks and everything. Now where waiting for Eric we'll give him the nudge of encouragement. Angela daren't even mention anything to do with weddings to him in case it scares him off. Scarping my hair back into a pony tail while brushing my teeth I see I have a strand of red hair coming through. Strange. Bounding down the stairs I trip. Slipping on the edge of the step. Trying to grab the banister (which was scraping my hands)I tumble forward, head first into the decorative vase I keep at the bottom of the stairs. I stop a thousand pains rush through my body. God it feels like really did it this time. Owww, GOD THIS FEELS LIKE A BITCH!
I try to fight the darkness but I just couldn't win...