A/N: Ok, so this is my FIRST FANFIC... Don't hurt me *hides behind computer chair*. All reviews (bad or not) are welcomed! Btw, I've been really hesitant to even post this story... But my mom (she's REALLY entusiastic) bascially forced me to.
So... um ENJOY. I guess...
Preface
I had a good life. I had a perfect life. Before it all came crashing down around me. Piece by piece. Slowly tumbling and crushing me under the weight of it all.
My parents had impeccable trust in me and I went to all the parties but never once breaking that trust. They loved me with every fiber of their beings, I'm sure. I was popular. I had good grades. I was happy.
Every Friday night, we would go out – just the three of us. But this particular night, I had wanted to go to that fancy food restaurant that I heard someone talking about. And I pushed the idea on my dad, until he gave up. So, we were in the car, driving down the road, laughing at the horrible joke my mom just blurted out. Then, out of seemingly nowhere, a dark figure jumped out into the road. My dad swerved out of its way, not wanting to hit the guy. Too bad that when he did so, he had unknowingly risked all of our lives.
We were heading straight into a huge tree. A forest of them, even if my father had managed to dodge this one, he would head into another. So, in other words, not so pretty, huh?
My mom griped my father's hand tighter as she screamed, "Bella! Bella! Oh Gosh, Charlie!"
I stayed silent as I watched my life fly past me. I wished that I would've – could've – screamed like my mother had. A long and loud scream, pouring all my fear and regret into that sound, just like her. But I knew I was screaming, crying, on the inside. Screaming for help. Just not out loud. Just silently. Silently screaming.
In the millisecond before the car hit the tree, my father caught my terrified gaze in the rear view mirror I looked into his eyes – my eyes – and I could almost hear his soothing words. Shh, Bella, it's alright. Everything's okay, baby girl, I'm here for you. Just as he says when I wake up, screaming from a nightmare.
Light and sound – everything faded away, but not before my mother's last scream echoed through the night.
Darkness.
Not even darkness.
Nothing.
Nothing.
A/N: SO, of course this is short, because it's the preface. My other chapters won't be short, I think...
Anyways, if any of ya'll actually LIKED this, Chapter 1 is almost finished and ready to go. See ya'll soon...
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