bpov
I sighed, Here we go again. I thought. A new town and a new house. Of course, no new friends. And a whole new mob of staring people. Joy!
I didn't know anybody in the small town of Forks. The only reason I'm even here is because when I Googled 'most could covered towns in North America' Forks came up numbero uno on the list.
I just shrugged to myself and said, "I'll give this dreary little old town a shot. What I did not expect was a town surrounded by, covered in, and, most of all, smothered by green.
It was everywhere. On the ground, in the trees, surrounding all the roads, and even covering the trees. You just couldn't get away from it. That's why my mother left here some forty odd years ago. She left with her husband, my sister, my brother, and me. Alice and I weren't even six months old yet, Emmett was around a year and a half. Whenever we asked her, she just said that there was too much green, that it was smothering her, and she needed to leave. When I asked her if we would ever go back, she said maybe. That's where we were going when our plane crashed.
Her name was Renee. She took me, my dad, my sister, and my brother with her on the plane. My dad's name was Charlie Swan. There were only three survivors out of over a hundred passengers, me, my sister, and my brother. My sister and I were fourteen at the time, and Emmett was around fifteen.
My sister is the same age as me, but my brother is a year older. My twin sister's name is Alice, and my brother's name is Emmett. I think it's time for me to introduce myself.
My real, full name is Isabella Marie Swan. Me, my brother, and my twin sister were born in Forks, but we don't remember anything about it. Our parents died in a plane crash, and we were left alone to fend for ourselves at the ages of fourteen and fifteen.
We refused to be separated when the government put us in foster care, we had already lost our parents, we weren't about to lose each other too. So the government found a family willing to take us in, a couple both in their twenties.
They had snow white skin that was hard as granite, sparkling golden eyes, and glittering white teeth. Their names were Esme and Dr. Carlisle Cullen.
They took care of us for about a six months before we all got sick.
*flashback*
Carlisle drove me and Alice to the hospital, Emmett had collapsed at school. He was just walking down the hall with his friends, like always, when he collapsed on the ground. His friends thought he was joking, but when they told his to get his butt off the ground and he didn't… they knew something was wrong.
We were walking back to the ER, when Alice said she didn't feel good. Her legs started shaking.
"Alice!" I cried as her eyes rolled back into her head and she crumpled to the floor. I caught her just before she hit the ground. But suddenly, I felt very lightheaded. I looked over at Carlisle, my eyes wide.
"Carlisle, get Alice back there. I'm gonna go outside and get some fresh air." he nodded and took Alice from me. He hurried off to get Alice back to the ER.
I walked out the door, and toward the forest. My vision was getting blurry, I tried to blink to get the haziness out of my eyes. I gasped for air, it felt like my throat was closing up. I felt blackness closing in around me, my eyes rolling back in my head, collapsing, and hitting the ground, hard.
Almost everything left me, the only exception was that I could still hear. I could hear footsteps coming toward me. Then a startled voice, Esme.
"Bella?" she asked and when I didn't answer, she ran toward me. She picked me up in her arms. "Bella! Bella, sweetie, can you hear me? I'm going to get back there with your brother and sister. They're awake now." she said to me, then more to herself than me. "Maybe you'll wake up soon, too."
I heard the hiss of the automatic doors opening and heard new voices, voices of people in the ER waiting room.
I could feel bobbing up and down because of Esme's running toward the set of double doors that would lead us back to the ER.
Turns out, we all had some deadly, incurable disease. That's what the specialists told Carlisle and Esme, rather harshly, actually. They walked in, told two scared parents that their childeren wouldn't last the week, and walked out of the room. They also told them I was the worst and that I was very close….. I heard one tearless, broken sob from Esme.
Alice and Emmett were awake, but they were suffering. They called out to me constantly, trying to get me to wake up. icould hear the pain in their voices. I started coughing; coughing so hard that I could feel the wetness on my mouth, blood.
I knew that I was getting close to the end, but I felt cold strong arms around me, lifting me. I could also feel my life slipping through my own fingers. I tried to hold on, to fight the blackness threatening to consume me. But it was too tiring, I couldn't keep it up. I eventually gave in and let the blackness slowly swallow me.
