Happy Easter to everyone. I hope the chapter is better than the real first one.
I don´t own anything. It´s Stephenie Meyer.
4 in the morning and I have to get up. Ughh. What normal person has to get up to such an hour?
Oh, yeah I forgot. I am not normal. Not anymore.
I really don´t understand why our families best friend had to do such a thing! He had killed my parents. No! Not only killed them!! He murdered them!! He shot into my dad´s left leg right above the knee, his right arm and into his throat and missed his aorta. Like that wasn´t enough he shot Charlie strait into the heart. After that he turned and went over to my mom Renée, who was trembling and sobbing on the floor, clutching her big belly to protect my little unborn brother.
He kicked her in the stomach and had sex with her. After he was finished, she lay motionless on the floor, bleeding. He took out his gun and shot my mother twice, one bullet into my brother and the other in her head.
Then he saw me trembling and crying on the floor by the staircase. Earlier my dad signaled for me to go upstairs and hide, but I just couldn´t move, like I was frozen in time.
"Ah my dear Bella. What a pleasure to have you here. I am sorry that you had to see that my darling but now we can be together. I had to do it. We could have never been together with them alive. I know you love me!"
I was shocked as he stood in front of me and talked to me. I didn´t want it to be true. He bent down and pulled off all my clothes, kissing me with his filthy mouth. I didn´t move as he raped me. But as we heard the sirens he quickly put his clothes back on and left. He promised me to be back and get me so we could have a live together. I didn´t believe it. I just couldn´t comprehend anything at this moment. The sirens got louder and I sat there between my mom and dad in their blood and just looking at them. My naked body was covered in blood. I crawled to my clothes and somehow put them on. Then I sat there covered in blood.
Everything after that was just a big blur.
People asked me what happened and if I killed my parents. I could only shock my head, no. They took me to the hospital because of all the blood on me. No one could tell if it was my blood. At the hospital I was crowded by tons of doctors and nurses, all asking questions, but none directly at me. After a while I was in a little room. I was left alone for a short time on an uncomfortable bed. But then a doctor and a few nurses came in. The doctor wanted to take my clothes off to see where I was hurt, because I didn´t show any trace of pain.
As one of the nurses tried to open my trouser and another wanted to pull my t-shirt off, I started to scream and trash around me. I didn´t knew why I did it, but all I could think about was him doing these things. The last thing from that night I remember was feeling a needle being pushed into my arm.
After I had awoken the doctor asked me for the name of the man who raped me and killed my parents. He also wanted to know whether I had any relatives left. I merely nodded and told him the name.
"James Reynolds", I said in a weak voice.
Doctor Schramm alarmed the police and asked for any relatives, again. I didn´t speak up this time. I didn´t want to talk anymore. He left me alone and let me sleep. I couldn´t move I was so sore. He had stretched me too far and I wasn´t ready. It was a good thing that I hadn´t moved, I would have been more hurt. A while later, a nurse woke me and had a pen and paper in her hand. She asked me to write down if I had any relatives and if so, where they lived. I quickly wrote down the name of my Uncle and his address. Good luck.
He lives in America…
After that I was left alone again.
36 hours later I had my uncle and his wife next to my bed.
So I hope you liked that and review please.
Have a happy easter!