Disclaimer: I do not own any of the twilight characters, Stephanie Myers does. Only the OCs and plot belong to me.
Do you think it's as funny, as ironic, as I do, that one morning the day can start out so perfectly and by the end of the night you're wishing that you could just delete the entire day and make it so that none of it ever happened?
That was my day. That day everything changed. It had started out perfect and happy, with no end of those feelings in sight, but everything can change with just the turn of the clock.
"Annabelle? Can you hear me Annabelle?" she looked at him with dead eyes, barely responsive to anything going on around her, but the man took her movement towards him as a yes.
"Good," he said, nodding to himself. "We're sending you back to the US Annabelle. Your brother has volunteered to watch over you, okay?" After a few moments of staring at him blankly Annabelle slowly nodded her head.
The young man smiled brightly at her response glad to see her starting to react somewhat. "We're going to give you some pain medicine for the trip. I'm sorry we can't do anymore," he said glancing at the chart in his hands again ,"but it looks like you should be fine with in the next few days. If it doesn't get better, make sure you go back to the hospital, though."
Putting her chart back at the end of the hospital bed, he gave her shoulder a tight squeeze of reassurance before leaving her alone in the room once more.
Once she was sure she was alone again, a sigh escaped her lips and her head dropped, a single tear driping down her cheek as one though reverberated through her mind. 'He's going to hate me so much...'
AN: I know that this prologue/chapter or what ever you want to call it is short, but I need there to be a disconnect between this and the next part that a page break just cannot get across.