A/N:I haven't gotten any reviews, but maybe I will if I post the first chapter. So here it is. Please review, I love them.
Disclaimer: My name is not Stephanie Meyer and I only own my stuff in my room.
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Chapter 1: Numb
"Bella? Are you alright up there?" I inwardly cringed. I hate that name. Bella, ugh! That was what he called me. The boy that left me and shattered my heart. My name is Iz now. I can't have anything that reminds me of Ed-him. He left a year ago, that's when I stopped caring. Stopped caring about anything. I haven't talked since that night. I heard Charlie's footsteps on the stairs. I put on my headphones and turned up the volume. Charlie came in since I didn't respond to the knock.
"Bella? What are you doing, I need to talk to you." I didn't even look up, I'm surprised I could hear him. Maybe he was yelling. Charlie yanked my headphones off my head and threw them across the room. I looked up, he was red in the face, maybe it was important. No, nothing was important.
"I SAID I need to talk to you!" he yelled. I didn't even flinch, I was emotionless and I didn't care. I just stared at him. He was getting more purple every second, like he was holding his breath.
"Fine, this just proves my point. I came up here to tell you that I am sending you to a counselor, I can't deal with this anymore." I stared unblinkingly at him. He stared back. I was NOT going to a counselor, that's like telling me I am one step away from an insane asylum. NO WAY! I was bursting on the inside with anger, but I still didn't let it show. If he was going to send me to a counselor then I was going but I am NOT talking to this loopy person who thinks I'm going to talk to a stranger. I was taught that at age 5.
"Good-night Bells, your appointment is tomorrow morning at 10:35. Now go to sleep and have good dreams." Now why did he say that? Tomorrow is Friday and I get to miss school. That's a good thing, I haven't been really 'there' at school. My friends stopped calling and stopped talking to me. Not that I care. No, the part that confuses me is that he said 'have good dreams'. For one, he doesn't talk like that and two, he knows I don't sleep well. I have been screaming every night since he left. I have the same dream over and over and yet it scares the shit out of me every time. I search and search but it is never found. Whatever, like I really care.
I decide to go to sleep, I don't ever do homework, why do it now? I turn on my Linkin' Park CD and turn it to 'repeat' on there song "Numb." (an: I love that song!) I fall into a fitful sleep and the search begins….
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Hope you like it! Review and tell me what you think! Toodles for now, I'm gonna go listen to Numb now.
-Edwardjustproposed
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