"Bella how many times do I have to tell you not to eat cookies before dinner?" Mom said.
I looked down at my hands guiltily. "But mommy. I want a cookie really bad. Please?"
"Isabella Marie, I said no." Mommy lectured.
"I hate you mommy!" I screamed before running to my room crying. Just then there was a BANG! On the door downstairs. My mommy screamed and then she was in my room. She slammed the door shut and pushed my dresser in front of it. I had never seen mommy so scared before.
"Mommy what's wrong?"
" Shh. Shh. Baby you have to go in the safe room, okay? Be a good girl for mommy and hide."
"But mommy."
"Not now Bella. I need you to be safe."
"Come with me mommy. Please." By now I was crying so hard I could barely form a sentence. I didn't know what was going on but my mommy was scared. The safe room daddy made for me was in case someone broke in. I never had to use it. It was in my closet hidden by my clothes and a shelf.
"Bella, go!" Mommy said when she heard pounding on the stairs. I ran to my closet and pulled out one of my dolls. The shelf moved to the side and I pushed open the door to the safe room. There was a thud on my bedroom door and the dresser moved slightly forward. Mommy looked back at me and said "Bella get in and lock the door."
I wasn't going to leave my mommy out there. "Mommy you have to come so the bad men won't get you. Please mommy." Another thud and the dresser moved forward more. The door opened slightly and mommy started to cry. "Baby please get in. Mommy will be alright. Please be a good girl." She whispered. The door was open now and two men came in carrying guns. OH NO! Mommy! I have to help her. I went into the safe room and grabbed the phone on the wall and dialed 911.
"Forks Police Department, Donna speaking what is your emergency?"
"There are bad men here. Mommy you have to help her. They have guns." I choked out quietly.
"Bella is that you?" Donna asked.
"Yes. Please get daddy! The bad men are –"I looked out and saw one man had mommy pinned on the ground facing me. They didn't know I was here. He had a gun pointed to her head.
"Bella? Bella are you there sweetie? Your dads on his way. Stay on the line. Are you okay? Bella?" Donna kept saying.
Mommy looked at me tear filled eyes. She mouthed something but I don't know what it was. She kept looking toward the safe room. I think she was trying to get me to go in. I shook my head no. Tears streaming down my face I heard the man holding mommy down say , " So where's that daughter of yours? Little girl. Come out come out where ever you are." Mommy cried harder and pleaded with her eyes for me to go into the room.
"Bella? Are you there?" Donna was saying.
"Donna, they have mommy. Hurry!" I begged.
"Okay hunny do they know your –" a shot cut of Donnas' sentence.
Mommy's eyes closed and blood started to pool everywhere. I knew it was too late so I crawled into the safe room and pulled the door shut. Donna was going frantic but I didn't care. Police lights showed on the walls of my room and the front door flew open with a crash. I just cried until I fell asleep.
I woke up on a couch. It wasn't my couch though. I looked over and saw Emmett, my friend from school, staring at me. "Mommy, Bella's up." Emmy called. Esme half ran into the room and hugged me.
"Oh baby I was so worried. Are you okay? "She asked. She looked like she was about to cry.
"Esme. Where's my mommy?" I asked. Esme looked down at me and a single tear slid down her cheek. She hugged me and kept saying it's going to be alright and I love you. Not long after that, there was a knock on the door. Esme wiped her eyes and walked to the door. Emmet looked at me. "Are you okay, Bells?" I shook my head no.
"Emmy where's my mommy?" I asked my bottom lip quivering.
"Bella, come here baby." Daddy said as he walked in. His eyes were pink and he had dark circles under them. He had been crying. Daddy never cries. He hugged me and started crying. I don't know how long we both sat there like that but when he let me go, I noticed it was just us two.
"Daddy why are you sad? Where's mommy?" I asked wiping my face.
Daddy took a deep breath and said " Baby, mommy is with the angels".
My eyes got big and more tears pooled. "No. She can't be daddy. She's not old. It's not true." I knew though, that it was true. I had seen it with my own eyes. My mommy was gone and she would never be back. No more hugs and kisses. No more girls' days. No more baking cookies. No more mommy. I collapsed on the ground and cried until I couldn't cry anymore. I barely remember anything after that. The last thing I remember is daddy putting me down a bedroom upstairs and falling asleep.
Before I fell asleep I realised that the last thing I said to my mommy was I hate you.