A/N: So0o0o.... after getting some awesome reviews I decided to go back and rewrite these first two chapters... This is my first twilight fic so I hope you enjoy and leave some awesome critiques
I WISH I was cool enough to own Twilight TT^TT...
"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his eyes cold on my face, watching as I absorbed what he was really saying.
There was a pause as I repeated the words in my head a few times, sifting through them for their real intent.
"You… don't… want me?" I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.
"No."
I stopped my flashback abruptly, feeling the hole in my chest that was just beginning to heal tear again. Who was I kidding? That wound would never close, there's just too much that time will never be able to erase. I pulled my knees up to my chest, wrapping my arms around them, as if I was trying to hold myself together.
"Bella?" His husky voice brought me out of my trance. My eyes focused back to the familiar living room, "Are you alright? You aren't thinking about him again, are you?" Him… I didn't bother thinking his name, too afraid that I would completely fall apart. I shrugged my shoulders in response not bothering to look up at him. It had been five months since he left and I was so far from being alright, but I guess I was getting there. Jacob suddenly stood, causing my eyes to dart over to him. He held his hand out to me, "C'mon…" He said with a soothing voice, "Let's go take a ride. It'll get your mind off things." I sighed and took his hand.
We road our bikes around the back roads of La Push. Little did Jake know that the motorcycle rides reminded me of running with him, and these little rides made me forget about what was going on now and took me back to happier days. I imagined myself on his back, his cool arms holding me in place, the wind blowing threw my hair. I was happy as I clung to him.
"BELLA!!!" Jacob's voice again brought me out of my hallucinations as I saw the road come to an end. Everything happened fast. There was a loud crash, then I was flying. There was no time to react. I hit the ground hard, my head smashing against something, then something large landing on top of me. Everything was suddenly black.
I felt my eyes open slightly, but then immediately close again, an instant reaction to bright light. I opened my eyes again, slowly this time. A with dark hair and a mustache slowly came into view. I sat up, pushed myself against my pillow, my body going into panic. I began breathing heavily. Who was this man?
"Bella, honey," A husky voice came from behind me. My head snapped around to see a tall man with russet skin. His large hand was reaching out for me.
"Don't touch me!" I scooted over to the other side of the bed.
"Bella sweetheart, calm down." The man with the mustache tried to soothe.
I shook my head and shifted back to the middle of the bed, "Who... who are you? What am I doing here?"
"Bella, honey you hit your head. You're in the hospital right now." The russet skinned man said.
I looked towards him, "Why do you keep calling me Bella?"
"Hon, that's your name." He slowly replied
My name? Was it? I tried to remember, but nothing came to mind. No memories, no images, nothing. My breathing was frantic now. Everything around me began to blur around the edges. My eyes felt very hot as tears streamed down my face. I gripped my head as it began to pound. The room was spinning.
"Who...." I sobbed, "Who am I?"
A/N: So tell me what you think! I had a very difficult time writing this. I had to think about it for like... two week before I actually sat down and began writing. Reviews are always welcome
~Whispering Ember
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