Hey yall! Short fan-fic of Bella and Thunderstorms. Keep on reading!
Edward was gone with his whole family hunting and there was a 100 percent chance of a thunderstorm tonight. Great, wonderful, I thought sarcastically. So I took a warm shower and I got ready for bed.
As soon as I fell asleep I heard the crack of thunder and I woke up screaming. Charlie ran into my room asking what was wrong. I m fine Cha-Dad. I just hate thunderstorms. He nodded and went to his room.
I just laid there the whole night crying and jumping at all the cracks of the storm. At 3 am or so, Edward crawled in through my window. I gave him a small kiss, and fell asleep in his ice cold arms.
Tell me what you guys think please! I wanna know. Merry Christmas or whatever you celebrate!