Within Waking Hours
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Bella POV
"I figured you would be up." My mother smiled at me as she opened my bedroom door and peaked inside, letting the hallway light fill the semi-dark room. I had my lamp on.
I only snorted at my mother's lame joke that had meant to try to lighten the mood. I was sitting on my couch in my bedroom and laid aside the book that I had been reading. I didn't have a bed in my room. There wasn't really any use for it in my room. A couch suited me perfectly. I didn't need a bed like everyone else did, because I didn't sleep.
Literally, no matter how many activities I did a day or how many sleeping pills I was given, I was never able to fall asleep. I had no idea what was wrong with me, but it never effected me. I for one was quite glad I didn't have to sleep. People had no idea what they were missing out as they were sleeping at night. There was a certain beauty of the night that was a shame that people had to miss out on it. It was very captivating.
My mother Renee fiddled with her robe as she stood in my doorway and sighed and sat down next to me. My mom's reddish brown hair was pulled back lazily into a bun. Her childlike brown eyes studied me for a few moments.
"It'll all work out Bella, I promise." She stated tucking a piece of stray hair behind my ear.
"And…after the scientists stick needles and wires and put other stuff on my and test me I'll be able to leave?" I questioned raising an eyebrow.
My mother hesitated trying to word her response in her head, but I could read the response right in her un-lying eyes.
"These people who are going to prod and pick at me aren't ever going to leave me alone! It's just the beginning and I'm going to be their living science experiment! They just don't know how it effects other people!" I cried aloud and desperately trying to choke back tears.
My mother rubbed my shoulder reassuringly. "Everything will be okay honey. We're just doing what we think is best."
"But it doesn't effect me!" I told her for the thousandth time, but she refused to listen to me. "Just because I'm different doesn't mean there is something wrong!"
"Bella, something is wrong! You can't sleep!" She exclaimed and then settled down. "Honey, we are only doing what we think is right." She told me as she whipped a tear that was leaking from the corner of my eye.
"Well, maybe sometimes what you think is wrong!"
She sighed. "Relax Bella, please. Everything will turn out for the best I know it. I wouldn't be doing this if I felt it was the wrong thing to put you through." She kissed me on the top of the head and added, "I love you."
"I love you too." I responded. "Tell dad I love him too." I added knowing this would be the last chance I had to say goodbye to my parents.
"Okay." Renee said and walked almost silently to her bedroom to where my father Charlie was sleeping in bed.
I waited until I could hear the very light snoring coming from my parent's room. Then, knowing that they were both out, I got up silently and reached out and grabbed the small navy blue backpack from underneath the couch. I checked to make sure I had everything I needed before I left my room. After ruffling through it all making sure I had the right necessities, I pulled on my hoodie and slipped my feet into my sneakers as quietly as I could trying not to fall or bump into anything. I left my bedroom looking back to make sure the note to my parents was laid in the middle of my couch so it could be easily seen. I made my way downstairs thankfully making little to no noise.
I looked back at the kitchen and the living room as I reached the back door, laying my hand on the golden knob. I sighed and said my silent final goodbyes the house that I grew up in and silently slipped into the night.
The darkness kept devouring my house with every step I took away from it and then finally, with a final look back the darkness had succeeded in swallowing my house. I was greeted within a few steps from my house with a cold gust of wind and the lick of frost against my cheeks. I shivered slightly but soon warmed up.
I could see nothing except the gravel underneath my feet and I took more and more steps to the nearby train station.
The gravel that was crunching under my feet was oddly comforting. It distracted my brain from other thoughts. The silence of the night would have been too much for me to withstand.
I reached the train station in perfect timing and purchased my ticket hurriedly; because the train was due to arrive in five minutes. After receiving my ticket I made my way to platform 17. Once I arrived I heard a distance whistle of the train as it approached it's destination.
The big black engine came into view a minute later and the few people who were boarding the train stood up. The train came to a halt and I stepped aboard saying my final farewells to the town that I had grown up in. I picked a seat in the middle of the train away from any passengers nearby. I looked at the window as the train gave a jolt and started taking off towards its destination. The humming of the train comforted me as I watched the trees of Forks pass by in a blur seeming to wave goodbye and I headed towards the city of Chicago.
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