Hope's decreasing
Chapter 1
Bella's view
No. That was the only word I could say all day. Sometimes I could stop for two minutes to catch my breath, sometimes I couldn't. It didn't matter anymore, I didn't care though my Dad and my Mum did. Every night before I would go to sleep Dad would call Mum and she would sing my favourite lullaby to cheer me up. ', Rock-a-bye, baby
In the treetop
When the wind blows
The cradle will rock
When the bough breaks
The cradle will fall
And down will come baby
Cradle and all I canSTILL hear it even though it is daytime. It's seriously creeping me out! My Mum doesn't realises that it was my favourite song when I was five years! Still I don't blame her, I sang it every two minutes, off key that like a madman! There were lots of thoughts going through my mind. What will happen now? Will Edward ever come back? Oh, I miss his soft kisses! Will Mum and Dad ever be back together? Yes, I know what you are thinking: What Edward has gone?! I thought he would be gone in New Moon! Well, readers he didn't actually go away from me. Why would he I'm too beautiful! (LOL, sorry I am misbehaving but my parents told me that instead of thinking about Edward's abundance that I should try to be more fun. Don't know why!) Something much more badly happened. Something so bad that I don't want to write it down. I will write it down as a story so it won't hurt as much.
Bella and Edward went out walking after school so Edward could give her something special since it was her birthday. Bella suggested taking a short cut since her feet were achingly hurting her. They still walked for a mile because they haven't seen the shortcut yet. While they were walking Edward was joking with Bella to keep her amused. It was all like a fairy tale. But it wasn't like a fairy-tale. She doesn't marry him like every princess does. They don't even get a happy ending. But at least they got to destroy evil. And by evil we mean the drunk driver who drove over Edward. By doing that he also killed him.
He didn't try saying sorry when we were in court. I don't think he even had a chance when I threw stones at him ( Don't ask me what got over me, while me and my family walked to court, I gathered every stone I could find and put it in my handbag. Luckily the judge didn't do charge me for throwing stones. He knew I was depressed.) When court was over, I was feeling so depressed but I was felling a tiny bit better than I was before because the drunken driver was sentenced till death.
To be continued ….