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Chapter 1. Awaken

"Sleep, my darling. Dream happy dreams. You are the only one who has ever touched my heart. It will always be yours sleep, my only love…" I sang to myself, something my mother would have always done before kissing me goodnight.

I slowly rocked myself back and forth. Listening to the subtle creaking the old swing made as I slowly pushed myself. I tried distracting myself from what had happened earlier in the day.

It was the second weekend of the month-the time I usually spent with my father. Jacob never took care of me, when my mother died he started drinking, he was never the same, it was almost like he needed her to function like without her nothing else mattered. Charlie thought it was safer for me to stay away from him. He didn't want Jacob to hurt himself or me. But even when my father did come to visit it always felt awkward I felt like he didn't care about me as if he hated me. But this time it was different.

I was use to him yelling at me for no reason at all, and sometimes being weirdly nice- again for no reason. However, today Jacob hit me. It came so suddenly out of no where. It wasn't like it hurt physically, but more emotionally, the fact that my own father had hit me.

I looked up at the sky, as I saw the dark clouds forming; I knew that I'd better get home before Charlie got worried. While I was walking through the spitting rain I started thinking about my mother, and how I never could remember what she looked like I could only remember her tender voice singing me to bed at night- once she thought I was asleep she would slowly creep out of my room amazingly making no noise on the old wooden floors. But after she had left me she would lock herself in the bathroom, that's where she'd cry for hours at a time and show my father how she really felt about everything in her life-her marriage, the house we all lived in, the job she worked at--and me? But there was also someone else she cried for…

The roar of thunder brought my attention back to earth- where I slowly trudged along trying to avoid the now thunderous rain storm. I realised I must have looked odd standing in the middle of the road soaking wet.

I turned my head to only see a truck speeding towards me. I could here the screeching of the tires as they desperately tried to stop.

My mind was screaming to get out of the way but my body made no movement. I just stood there waiting, waiting for the truck to hit me.

Everything went blank, as I lost all consciousness…

YEAR 1...

YEAR 2...

YEAR 3...

YEAR 4...

YEAR 5...

YEAR 6...

How could this happen my one and only best friend gone…

It's a GIRL?! My baby girl, I'm a father…

Oh my god, its doctor Cullen, now how I can get Terese's dirty paws offs my man…

Ew, look at the way she gives my doctor Cullen googly eyes, there has to be a way to get rid of Robyn…

My eyes fluttered open, I jolted up right, my head started spinning, there were voices everywhere but no one was near me, let alone in the room with me. But in me head they seemed to be everywhere just babbling on like nothing out of the ordinary was happening.

"Miss Swan?"

I turned around to see who called my name; it wasn't in my head it was said out loud.

"What's happening where am I"I struggled to push all the words out of my mouth- it felt dry like I had a cold or hadn't spoken in a long time.

"You just woke up from a coma; you've been unconscious for a while"

"How long is a while?!" I shouted now afraid of what her answer would be.

"I'm sorry dear you were involved in a hit-and-run accident 6 years ago"

What! Four years how could I have been gone for six years? What would Charlie have done? What would Jacob have done? The all of a sudden I started hearing the voices again.

It's a shame she has no one to go to now that Chief swan died …

Who was that talking in my head it sounded just like the nurse in front of me, but her lips didn't move. Charlie couldn't be dead could he? Maybe I was just hallucinating…

"I needed to get out of here…."

"But you can't just leave you've just woken up, you're muscles need time to get stronger" panic seemed to surge through her voice " just wait a few minutes I'll get doctor Cullen to come and look at you"

I didn't listen to the nurse; I was about to jumped off the bed, when the voices came back. This time it was faint like a whisper.

Help me…Can't …

I looked around the room but no one was there, then I caught a glimpse of someone, a little girl sitting outside of the room. She looked fragile, like a porcelain doll. Her soft brown curls hung delicately over the frame of her face. But something was wrong. She seemed uncomfortable as she sat there.

The voice came again.

Breathe…

This time it came back barely even as a whisper. Something kept nagging at me as I realized that it was the little girl's faint voice.

I Looked back up and met the nurse's hard gaze on me.

"She can't breathe…"

"Pardon dear, what you say"

"The girl she can't breathe." This time my voice was urgent. The nurse turned around to see where I was looking.

"Honey, the girl is fine, you might be seeing things" Her voice was still kind but there was a hint of annoyance "maybe you need to lie down"

"No, damn it, the girl needs your help" I snapped But, the nurse wouldn't hear any of it, no matter how much of a fuss no matter how hard I tried the nurse wouldn't let me go.

I looked once more to see the little girl, she had deep blue eyes-in which you could see the depth of pain she was in, but as young as she was she looked so brave, even if her life wasn't going to be as long as mine or her parents.

I kept trying to move from the nurse's grasp but she kept me pinned to the bed. Finally I felt something jab into the side of my arm. It must have been so I would stop struggling. I could feel the drug start to take effect quickly but I couldn't let the drug knock me out, I had to help her, but I knew it was no use I new any minute now I would drift off in to the same place I had stayed for four years. The limbs in my body started to get numb, as my eye lids started closing.

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