Summary-
16-years old Isabella Swan is ready to give up when the world suddenly gives her a reason to hold on.
The story includes sensitive subjects such as cancer. Rated M.
I'm dedicating this story to everyone that's ever fought against cancer. Keep strong everyone. Get better dad.
There's a firefly
loose tonight
better catch it
before it burns this place down.
Preface.
My mom always told me life is like a fire. If we're close to others we all become stronger, bigger. Sometimes it gets hard, and for those times it's important not to be alone.
"When your flame is getting cold, keep your friends closer. Their flames will help your to burn passionate again." she said.
At the age of five, her logic didn't make sense to me. At all.
"But what if my friends are on vacation? What about those without friends?" I'd asked, the confusion clear in my small, innocent voice. I remember her smiling her brightest smile, the one that showed all her yellowing teeth, the one that made her clear blue eyes sparkle and the skin around them wrinkle. She had shaken her head, making her brown shoulder length curls fly around her heart shaped face. I remember thinking she was pretty. Prettier than I'd ever be. I remember admiring her so much, thinking how I'd want to be just like her when I grew up and became a mom. How I would tell my children about the flame I didn't understand myself, the fire we all kept within us.
"Those times are the ones when you'll need to prove that you're strong enough on your own. Of course it is possible for you to manage on your own while your friends are away, Bella. Just remember that it's always easier with friends by your side. But sometimes, there is no easy way. And sometimes there is, but in the end you'll win by choosing the hard one. I'll never leave you though, love. You'll never have to worry about being alone; I will stay with you forever. We'll keep each other's flames alive, and never ever leave."
I'd asked her if she really was sure. I remembered grandma passing away a couple of months before, and how sad mom had been. I remembered sneaking up from bed late at night, to tip toe as quiet as possible through our small apartment to stand outside my parents door, listening to them talk. Hearing mommy sobbing while daddy assured her it'd be okay. I remembered how the hardwood floor creaked every other step, how I tried to take as big steps as possible so that I wouldn't have to step on the planks that made the loudest sound. Mom was so very sad, and I never wanted to feel like that. I needed my mom like I needed food, like I needed a cup of milk before I went to bed and like I needed my blanket when I slept. She told me she promised. She told me she'd never ever leave me, because I was her baby and she needed me just like I needed her. I climbed up into her lap, my huge smile mirroring hers. She really did promise. She never would leave.
She lied.
Preface completed! Please tell me what you think of it and whether you want me to continue or not! This was more of a getting to know the character thing; the real story will get started in the next chapter. English isn't my mother language, so I'm sure there are a lot of mistakes, haha. In case you find any huge ones I'd be very grateful if you pointed them out for me so that I can improve my English. I'll try and post a new chapter twice a week. Loads of love and kisses for everyone who took their time reading this. Laters, baby!
(And just to let you know, I know I'm not good at writing. Especially not in English. I have no intentions in ever making a career out of it or anything, but I'm moving to London in a few years, so my main reason for writing this is to improve my language to make it easier for myself in the future.)