I sat still watching as the forest quickly turned from its dark green to a pure black. I could hear noises coming from all different angles. "you're mind is playing tricks on you Bella" i told myself.

Chapter 1

"Emily, please get Bella ready." I heard my mother say from down the hall. But I wasn't ready, no matter how much help i was given I wasn't going to be ready.

"Miss Bella?" Emily said from the door. I stayed in my place sitting inside my closet behind the jeans my mother hated me wearing. "Miss. Bella it's time to leave" Emily said. Her voice was closer now, just out side the closet. "Miss Bella, everything will be okay. You know that nothing bad will happen to you... this.." Emily pulled open the closet door and walked to where I'm sure she saw my feet. "This is for you Miss Bella, so we know you will be okay" She pushed the jeans aside and put her hand out for me to take.

Three weeks ago i fell, it wasn't a big fall and my mother didn't even notice, but it had left a some what large bruise on my left arm which had yet to fade away. Emily was very worried and told my mom, who started to panic and made the earliest appointment possible at a special hospital a few hours from our home.

"What if I die?" i asked Emily as she helped me with my jacket.

"You aren't dying Miss Bella, you just have a bruise" she smiled, as i got into the car where my mother waited.

"what took you so long Bella?" she asked fixing her make up. "we can go now" she told the drive as the car speed off.

"I was..."

"what, Bella?"

"I was hiding"

"What ever for?" she asked looking down at me as she placed her mirror back in her purse.

"nerves"

Just then i saw a look that i have never seen in my mothers face... she had never really been the mom type. She has always had money and money has given her people to do the mothering for her.

"Bella, you have nothing to be afraid of, I...I won't let anything happen to you" she smiled then turned to look out the window.

"Isabella Swan?" the nurse asked searching the waiting room.

"right here" i said looking up at my mother.

Then followed the nurse down the hall to a large examination room. "Up on the bed please Isabella"

"Bella" i said quickly. "Please call me Bella" i corrected.

"Of Course, Bella" she looked at my bruise, pushing it this way and that, she took my temperature, and looked at my ears and tougne. " will be here any minute" she gave me a bright smile as she left the room, but something in her eyes told me I wouldn't be getting happy news today.

I laid back on the white paper staring up at the ceiling holding my arm. The nurse made it hurt the way she moved it.

I was clearing to busy following patterns in the ceiling tiles to heard the doctor enter the room. He may have been sitting there seconds or minutes before i heard papers being flipped next to me. I looked up to see a man, much to young to be a doctor in my mind, sitting on a short stood at a small desk. He was angles sightly away from me but he had a kind looking face.

"Hello" i said, i didn't want to spend any more time in this hospital and I had only been here an hour.

"Oh, Hello" he said turning to look at me. His white teeth sparkling in the neon glow of the lights. "I'm Dr. Cullen, and you are...Isa" he said looking down at his sheets.

"Bella" i corrected before he finished reading my name.

"Bella" he smiled. "Well Bella, shall we get started?"

"Please" i said smiling.

"Okay, how old are you?"

"14" i said, remembering my childish actions this morning, i sure wasn't acting 14.

"Okay, and your here about a bruise?"

"Yes" i said, turning to show him the large purple mark on my arm. "i fell, tripped over my own feet and fell down the stairs."

the doctor smiled, as if holding back a laugh. "and, how long ago was the fall" he asked back to his doctor tone.

"Umm, three weeks ago" i said looking down at the purple colouring.

"three weeks? And how have you been feeling? Light headed or dizzy? Weak?"

"Not really, tired. I haven't felt like getting out of bed."

"and how do you feel today?"

i looked down at my shoes as they tapped against each other following a rhythm in my head. "Scared" i admitted, mostly to my shoes.

"Parton?" the Doctor asked.

"Scared," i said a little loud, still watching my feet. Then i felt a cool hand rest on my right arm.

"and the is perfectly normal, have you had bruises before?"

"Yes"

"and have they ever stayed this long?"

"No"

"Okay, Bella, I'm going to need to take some blood a run a few tests, it may take a few days for the results, take it easy and promise me you will not worry to much?"

I looked up at him and tried my best to smile, tests meant this wasn't a normal bruise. "Promise" i said looking back to my shoes.