Hi, i'm writting another story at the moment so i'll try to upload some chapters to both stories a couple of time a week. My other storys called 'A Long Way To Home' please read it. The only reason I wrote this story is because I had a dream about it. I know its sad dreaming about Edward Cullen, But still here it is.
Bella at 12.
I woke up in the sunny Phonix, how I loved the sun. I am going to the city to go get some new clothes. Though I hate shopping my mum insisted I had to go. I live with my mother, Rene, she's very superstitus. She beleves in Vampire's, Werewolf's and all that rubbish. Of course I just block her out when she talks about all that stuff. She said she used to know a vampire, I know she's crazy, I've never belived her though.
We were driving to the city, listning to music, my mum talks a lot so I mostly listen to the music and say the occational yes or no. The citys not that far only about 20 minutes. We were driving though the forest to get on the main road and that is when it happend. It happend in a blur. Figures whizzing by. It wasn't human. Now I wished I listened to my mum when she talked about what to do in a supernormal attact.
My mum said 1 word "Vampire" and I instently belived her.
Then somthing grapped my a got flung over a sholder then the forrest was whizzing past me. I was petrefied. I got flung through a window of the old county ballet school and then It was all to fast for me to recall. I was getting flung around and then the pain was unbearable. My wrist. My wrist was burning. I screamed so load you could of heared me miles away. I tried to crawl to the door, my legs to week to walk, when I got pull back by my ankle after that sirens. Lots and lots of sirens. The 'vampires' then ran and my mum came through the door. She ran up to me and started sucking blood out of my wrist.
"They were vampires i'm just getting the venom out of your wrist." I couldn't replie. All I could do was try not to screem. Me in this much pain would tear my mum appart. But it was hard. I let out a few screems I was in so much pain.
The next thing I knew I was in hospital with my Dad, Charlie, looking down as me. I haddn't seen him in about a year so I was suppized to see you. He looked like he had been crying, that wasn't like Charlie.
"Baby, your mums dead. Your going to live with me for a bit." Then Charlie left.
The minutes then turned to hours, the hours to days, days to weeks, weeks to months and months to years.