Really Bored...
Disclaimer: Don't own Twilight, do mess with characters
Summary
Bella flat lined after Tyler hit her with his van. Stupid persistant surgeons managed to get a heartbeat though Carlisle told them to let her go. Bella starts having these freaky dreams where she keeps seeing these strangers but every dream is a different place and time. She finds them and tells them about how they are all 'chained' together. They all think she's crazy until they start researching it themselves.
The thing about 'past lives' is they're not supposed to be dug up. This unfortunate group finds that out the hard way.
"Bella watch out!" and then
Blackness.
Darkness.
That was when I was sure I was dead. It's a feeling of peace.
Can you hear the monotone? It's deafening but I can't get enough of it. Its like it's ringing far away in the distance. Far enough that I can touch it or hear it to it's extent. But it's loud.
Have you ever closed your eyes in the sun only to have the pure warmth and gold color glaze your eyes like they're not even closed. I'm shivering, like I just plunged into cold water but the day feels fair. It's a good day. Or it was. I don't know.
I wonder how much time has passed since Tyler hit me with his van. I should feel angry. But I'm not. Don't get me wrong. I'm not happy about being dead. If that's what I am. I just feel… I don't. I'm glazed over, I'm one note ringing like a bell, and I don't change. I can't feel happy or sad or lonely or shocked. I can just sit here in this world of darkness wondering about anything.
Has it been a year? An hour? A minute? It feels so long ago yet I recall it as though it had been a second ago.
A second ago I was staring at the tires of my truck that Charlie bought me. I was feeling strange, so cared after. I heard the screech of Tyler's van. I saw it coming toward me and I remember closing my eyes. Never really feeling the impact.
And too soon I was taken out of the dark palace. Too soon the lights shone on me, the feeling of pain scorched my skin. Too soon did I hear the fain voices. The monotone subsided; it was now just an irritating beeping.
"We did it. She's alive. She survived. She'll recover."
Would I?
Don't expect to update frequently... this is my 'bored' project. Still like reviews though.