A/N : Okay I forgot to write one for the last one, the first few chapters are in Bella's perspective, but once her story is told fully I shall only write in Marie's point of view. Im sorry the 1st chapter was so short, but then I guess all the ones Bella tells will be. After all, she can only tell a very small part.
Wow im amazed at how many people have favourite authored me already, im struggling to concentrate on write this as my email alert keeps popping up. Im going as fast as I can guys, is 12:35am! Thanks to everyone who read the 1st chapter! It makes me feel special, no one reads my normal stories.
Im also going to apologise in advance for the fact that my updating will be very slow. Im not the fastest writer and I really need my friend and co-plot thinker Catherine to read through and find my mistakes. This chapter was difficult, we spent our geography lesson reading it and I then spent the rest of the day re-writing it, even though I had a German speaking test. So yeah, this is gonna be a bit slow. I have a ton of homework and I have my first call back ever for a play. So please don't be too hard on me, im under pressure!
J
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Bella
My eyelids opened to a blinding white light. I lay on a cold stone floor which was as white as the light that surrounded me. But it was too bright. I blinked, trying to make my eyes adjust to the harsh conditions. It took about 20 seconds of frantic blinking before the light finally gave in and my eyes adjusted. I was about to breathe a sigh of release, but then I heard I loud mumbling voice echoing all around me.
I could tell what the voice was saying, the sounds it was making we un-eligible and gave away no sounds of emotion. Despite this I knew instantly that it was the voice of somebody I knew, someone I was very close to. I sat up, trying to pinpoint where the voice was coming from. Hoping desperately to remember who's voice it was, wanting comfort that was nowhere to be found. In the blazing whiteness that surrounded me so completely I saw no one. I was alone.
I didn't know how long I'd been sitting there, did time even apply when there was nothing but whiteness. I hadn't seen any point in trying to run, or even move; after all, what was there for me to run to? As I shifted on the hard, stone floor, trying to get comfortable, more muffled mumbles filled the air. I was pretty sure I knew the owners of these voices to. But I yet again had no way of recognising them. The voices where increasing in volume now, all but the one I had heard first, which felt like it was right next to me, almost trying to calm me. Emotion was starting to break through the voices, but the words were still muddled and confused.
There was anger, and fear. The fear was coming from the calming voice, which was also giving off what I could only describe as love. The voices got louder still. The volume overpowering me. I snapped my hands over my ears, trying to drown out the voices, the anger in them was making me nervous. I couldn't take it anymore, my head was spinning. I shifted so that I was lying with my cheek pressing into the cool marble floor. Then the sobs came.
Confused and alone I felt like a child, my mind, trying to cling to whatever threads of sanity or humanity that were left had put me into child mode. I had no control over myself as I lay there, sobbing loudly, not bothering to wipe away my tears. I didn't want to be here, but as I could see no way out, no means of escaping my white prison. I had given up without really trying. This thought only brought on a fresh wave of tears, the sound of these drowning out the anger.
Suddenly, pain ripped through my body, I felt the white room slipping away from me and I fought to stay there, not wanting to find out what form of torture was coming next. But I couldn't stay there, it was gone really before I noticed its departure.
Only Child chapter 2