P R E F A C E
The sun shine roughly trough my room window. My eyes lazily flutter open from sleep. Then I felt something flat beside my head. My hand out stretched quickly to the thin thing. Oh, it just a papper. Wait.. Paper ? Paper! My presticious paper! The paper where my song lyric lied. I grab it again, but unfortunately the paper is already tored here and there. SHIT.
Maybe that thing is really breakable, I can make it again tough. And maybe with a microsoft word on my MacBook. Get up too vigorous is not helping too. My head spinning absurdly. And of course I got tripped on my first step this Sunday morning. Then a big thud. The lamp table fall lightly with me. DOUBLE SHIT.
" Mom.. " call me little bit yelling.
" Yes, darling? Oh my God what happen, honey?!" exclaim my mother, Renee when she realize my situation. Me in pajamas, on the floor groaning quietly.
" Hand.. My left hand.. Ugh, this is hurt, Mom.. " The innocent table now hover above my left hand.
" Gosh! Let me take it. What happen, Bella? Why you down here with the lamp table? " ask anxious Reene. She help me up by wrapping her arm around my waist firmly supporting my weight. Then get me back to my king sized bed.
" I got tripped like usual, Mom. Maybe this time more serious.. " tell me to her and pointing slowly to my now-hurt-and-broken left hand.
" We have to go to the hospital, honey. I'll tell Charlie first. Don't you dare to move, Missy. " said Renee while soothing me then walk away to get my Dad, Charlie.
I can't argue. Not now. Not when my own hand is hurt as hell. So I just froze in the place Renee took me before, counting slowly on my mind and pray to the God I will be okay. Hopely. Not until my count go far more than 67, my dad rush quickly to my bedroom.
" Calm down, honey. Dr Carlisle is on his way here. Just held for ten more minute, okey? " inform Charlie kneeling infront of me. His breath is so quick, oh dude he's the one who have to calm down.
" Calm down, Dad. You waste your breath there. I'm fine, its bearable now.. " Lie. I have to tough, its the only way to get Charlie frantic lungs to get normal.
" You have to promise me one thing, Bells. Please dont do the tripped thing again, okay? Its shocked me to death! " plead Charlie infront of me. I want to giggle, but the pain is to intens. So I just remain silent.
" I cant, Dad. Its like my other sucks ability. You already know it, so – "
" Charlie, Carlisle here! " Renee voice made me cant completing my sentece.
Oh, dude.. The freaking doctor is here. I never meet this Carlisle, my family personal doctor is passed away almost six months ago. And now, my Dad usually get to his dear dear friend Dr. Carlisle Cullen. And I have to meet him now, I just didnt feel comfortable with another doctor checking me. Damn the lamp table.