Yeah the first chapter is pretty short, but this was just the beginning I want to see what everyone thinks before I even try to make a full blown story out of this. Anyway read and hope you like it. REVIEW TOO!
Chapter 1: Where I Lay
Isabella (15)
September 1, 2004
Beep
Beep
Ba-beep
Beep
Beep
Ba-beep
Be-Click
Never again shall I let my dad pick my alarm clock. Rolling out the bed my feet barely touched the floor; well, hello to you too clumsiness, you never miss a day do you. Another weekend has passed yet again. No more sleeping in until this week is over. Next week is, thankfully, spring break, though it looked anything but. Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of the time, 7:23. School starts in fifty-five minutes. I smiled softly at myself in the mirror. I may not have been a beauty queen, but I knew I at least pretty.
My hair was forever frizzy, which created a thick affect. My face held no acne, but brown freckles scattered from cheek to cheek. My overall appearance was fine, just a little fat in the middle, flat enough to wear a bikini though. The only thing I really hated was my glasses. I grabbed my outfit for the day, a pair of stone wash jeans with holes, a milk white V-neck sweater with crunched sides that came off my shoulders, a light blue scarf, and a pair of light blue converse.
Charlie- I mean dad- already left for work so that means I have a good twenty- seven err minutes before school started. I quickly took a shower washing my hair with my strawberry and coconut shampoo. With my hair wrapped in a towel, I threw on my clothes, added a pair of earrings, and grabbed my bag, a granola bar, along with my keys. (A/N. Yes I am letting her drive in this story, it's a small town in Washington, everyone knows everyone, they won't mind, at least not in my mind3). After eating my bar, I took out one of those portable toothbrushes and brushed my teeth. The heater in my car dried my hair which, thankfully, was easy for me to run my fingers through.
I jumped out of my car just as the bell rung for first period. Pushing it Swan, you're pushing it, I scolded myself. If you haven't guess by now my name is Isabella Swan. Following the crowd of students I let my eyes wander to where they wanted to go. They were looking for him. When I say him, I mean him, as in my secret boyfriend, Jasper Hale. He was my dirty little secret, just like I was his. Jasper wanted to keep me a secret because his older sister, Rosalie Hale, hates me. If she found out that I was dating her brother she would make my life a living hell.
Rosalie lived up to her name too; she was very popular, for her grade. Well technically the whole school since this is such a small damn town. She's a junior while Jasper and I are sophomores. We had no classes together, which really bummed me out, but hey, I was cool. When my teachers starts talking I usually zoned out, because well it's boring, hehe I might fail this semester. The day passed without me getting harassed; which means Rosalie and her crew ditched including Jasper. So my day was pretty much okay. Today was Mexican day so I made dad some tacos, enchiladas, and homemade dip. I wonder if I'm spoiling him.
Tuesday
September 2, 2004
My sexy Love,
So sexy,
Mmm,
Mmm,
She makes the hair
On the back of my neck
Stand up,
Just one touch
Neyo's Sexy Love came on, on my way to school. I woke up early so I could straighten my hair and not have to rush to get to school. Today I am wearing black skinny jeans, a red flared shirt with gold belt, and my golden ballet flats. As I pulled into the parking lot I saw Jasper and Rosalie leaning against her car talking. I felt a pang of jealousy and sadness pass through me. I wished Jasper and I could talk in the open, with no one casting judges. Royce, Rosalie's boyfriend, saw me and a wicked smile grew on his face.
Oh Kami.
Please help through this final week. I did. For the rest of that week nothing happened, besides the occasional snobbish comment here, or knocking of books out my hand there.
Saturday
September 6, 2004
"Are we going to be a secret forever?" I asked Jasper, holding my legs to my body.
"No, I'm trying to get Rosalie to stop hating you. Damn it Bella give me some time." He yelled the last part.
"I'm sorry." I whispered
"No, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have snapped on you like that. I really and truly want them to know about us but…" But I don't want to lose my, friends, sister, and popularity.
"You're right." I said.
"I love you Bella, please understand that." He said pleadingly. Before I could say anything, not that I was going to, his phone went off. He had to leave.
"Bella I am sorry, but I need to leave. I love you." He said as he stopped at my door.
He wanted me to say it back, but how could I? With a sigh/sob he left my room. Could I really go on like this? My heart was too sad to answer and my head just wanted me to listen to my heart. Sunday as well as Monday I had to work. Charlie was away on another fishing trip. Tuesday, I cleaned the house from top to bottom then slept to Wednesday evening. Thursday I drove to Seattle to go shopping, Most of my clothes were from Hot Topic and Aeropostale so I started there first.
Yeah,
I know sometimes,
Things might not always
Make sense to you right now,
But hey,
What did daddy always tell,
You straighten up little soldier
Stiffen up that upper lip,
What you crying about,
You got me.
"Hey Charlie." I said when I picked up my phone.
"Hi Bells just wanted to tell you that you have school tomorrow. It's mandatory. Monday and the second half of Tuesday you have off." He said.
"Okay thanks, I'm on my way home then." - Click –
My thoughts turned to Jasper. Will I see him tomorrow? Will he come and see me this Saturday? When I got home I cooked Charlie dinner, something simple today- steak and potatoes.
September 13, 2004
"Happy birthday Bells!" I groaned.
"Oh come on Bells, you're sixteen today."
"I want to sleep." I whined.
"No you have school today so get up before you're late." He grinned. Just when he closed the door my alarm went off. Nice Charlie real nice.
I threw on a teal blue tie die tank, with white double button jeans. I put on my blue converse and left for school. School was school –boring-except for what happened after the bell for us to go home rang. After the last bell rung I bought my books back to the library. My project I needed them for was done. Now my whole weekend will be trouble free, or so I thought.
"Hey Jasper." Mary-Alice said as he walked passed her.
Mary-Alice is a small girl 5'2 maybe three, but still very tiny. She was wearing a rib racer-back tank dress. Something I could never pull off. She was also the MVP of the gymnastics team.
"Oh hi Alice. Uh Alice do you have any uh plans tonight?" He asked.
"No, what's up?" She asked. He looked around; it was a good thing I was hiding behind a wall, in front of them.
"You want to go out?" He asked.
"Yeah sure." She smiled.
I listened as the two of them made plans to go out tonight. Maybe they would not do anything too bad. Some friends do like to go out and have fun together- innocent fun. Later I will check with them, later.
It was later.
Dressed in all black I grabbed my rollerblades and headed back to Mary-Alice's house, they should be back in Forks. Making my way over, my ears were assaulted by the sounds coming out of the window in front of me. One peak was all it took; I knew who was up there. Why would he do this to me? Did he not consider my feelings what so ever? I guess not, fine I don't have to feel this. It's not fair for me to feel this pain. I did as I was told. I was nice, smart, and kept all secrets.
"It's not fair." I whispered.
"It's not fair. It's not fair. It's not fair. IT ISNT FAIR!" I cried out.
No it was not enough; no I had to be broken for everyone to be happy. Being bullied just wasn't enough, stop having friends so they would not get hit in the cross fire, no it just was not fucking enough. I slammed the door to my house. No more. No more will I continue to be treated like crap. A picture of my dad and I caught my eye. He would be the only one to really miss me, besides Angela and Edward of course.
I turned off my phone as a precaution. The last time I thought about killing myself it rang. It was a text message from an unknown number. The person sent me a song- James Blunt You Are Beautiful. That one message made me stop. I don't know if it was by accident or not. I still have the message; I play the song almost every day.
Still holding the picture, I made my way to into the kitchen and grabbed the sharpest knife. Nothing, and I mean nothing, was going to stop me this time. I opened my closet door and walked in. I sat down and took in deep breaths knowing they were my last. Staring at the pearly knife I noticed how beautiful it looked too bad it's about to be stained with my blood.
Without another thought I slice my throat open, blood spurted everywhere and quickly filled my lungs. My closet door was wrenched open, a man with black hair and blonde streaks that swept right on top of his eyes stood in front of me. I could barely look up at him. His eyes though, from what I saw, looked like they were made of crystals. He looked at me smirking.
"Now, what is a pretty filly like you doing in here trying to commit suicide?" He asked with a southern accent.
If I could actually feel my eyes they would be rolling in my head right about now. If he was taking me down for my sin, I would happily go with him.
"Hurry up and change her dumbass." A bubbly blonde said from behind him. Her pink eyes also looked like crystals.
"Shut up, I am." He said. A growl sounded from behind them.
"You too, shut up. I'm sorry sugar this will hurt." He whispered before he bit me. My body felt like the temperature in my body went from 98 degrees to -98 degrees.
"Don't worry sugar you will be warm in five days." He said.
My thoughts started to wonder as I faded.
You know when you are in love when your heart feels so big you fear it will leap right out of your chest right out at that certain person.
You also know when your heart has been broken, it feels like something has died inside you, and all you are doing is carrying dead weight around.
Some can carry the weight and even act as doctors and bring it back to life, others, like me, would rather take their own life.
Anything to just get rid of the pain.
I knew I would live through this though.
"Shh you'll be fine sugar."
As he said those words, I knew that as I was picked up by this Angel, with him, was where I lay.
*PEAKS FROM UNDER THE BED* Soooo... did y'all like it? Should I leave it there and make everyone guess what happens next. Make y'all create a full blown story in your head because I won't finish it? Hit me up with a review so I can see what you think.
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SINNY