Darkest Secret
Chapter 1: My Love
Bella
I woke up one day, seeing the world at a different angle. Or was it because I was on the wrong end of the bed? Either way, I felt giddy. Which doesn't sound like me. I felt like everything was going to go my way today. I skipped down the steps, almost falling on my face, and tied my hair up as I walked towards the kitchen. I was humming a note less tune as I took out a frying pan and some eggs. I beat the eggs thoroughly, and added a little butter and milk. I was almost done with my breakfast when Charlie walked in, sniffing the air.
"I thought I smelled eggs," he chuckled, then he did a double take when he saw me. He shook his head and went to grab his gun. I waited until he was gone so I could get dressed. I wore a tank top and jacket, with tight-fitting jeans. I put on my hiking boots and drove towards the trail. When I got there, I immediately felt the sting in my chest. But I ignored it and started walking.
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Laurent was going to kill me. My happy mood was gone, in its place fear. Laurent leaned in, sniffing my throat, and began to take a bite. Then he froze, teeth barely touching my skin. Then there was a ripping sound. I screamed. Fresh blood trickled down my back and arm, and the pain was excruciating. I heard Laurent cry in terror, then a metallic screeching. I was relieved to find that the burning was from the cuts on my back, not venom. I fought against the clouds that threatened to take me, but they were winning. I couldn't stop it. My strength collapsed. I was suddenly blown away with the wind, closing my eyes. The darkness seemed to howl with victory, then with loss. The black that was taking over my body suddenly turned red. I felt something pull me up from the cold, wet ground. This thing, whatever it was, was really hot. It was burning me. But this burning felt good. Natural. I welcomed the touch.
"Bella," an all-too-familiar voice whispered. I heard sobs. But by then, I was already unconscious.