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So tell me when you hear my heart stop. So tell me when my sorrows over
You're the only one who knows.
Tell me when you hear my silence,
There's a possibility I wouldn't know.
You're the reason why I'm closed
Tell me when you hear me falling.
There's a possibility it wouldn't show
Chapter 2: Possibility
"It's okay Bells, I got ya." Charlie sighed as he held up her long black locks; preventing them from tumbling into the toilet that she was bending over. Bella's eyes watered as she clutched to her stomach, painfully dry heaving because there was nothing left to expel.
"Better?" Charlie asked her as he helped her up; Bella nodded meekly as she tried to stand, her knees wobbling unsteadily. She allowed her dad to take her back to bed and kiss her forehead as he tucked her in like she was still a child.
"You want me to get you something to eat?" He asked her; she shook her head, the severe stab of her empty stomach was overshadowed by the heartache.
"You can't keep doing this to yourself Bella, it's been a week and you haven't eaten the weight of an orange. You're hurting yourself." She didn't even blink at her father's words; she was too busy wallowing. She could vaguely remember him saying something about going to work before kissing her forehead again and leaving her, she laid there, expressionless and just listened… but she couldn't hear anything, it just reinforced the idea that she was alone.
So lonely.
Bella had never been lonely before; she always had Jake with her. Always. Since they were little, they used to play together on first beach; he never used to like making sand castles but he'd always help because she wanted him to. Bella shook her head and put her hands to her ears, trying to chase away the happy memories for they just made her feel more depressed; they just reminded her that Jacob no longer wanted her. Not now. Not ever. She let out a screeched sob as she began to cry gain, her hands still clamped onto her ears; for the millionth time that week, she cried herself to sleep.
Bella got up a few hours later and dragged herself into the bathroom for a shower; she could barely feel the lukewarm water that stabbed into her back. She quickly gave her a body a once-over with her baby blue loufa and favourite strawberry shower gel before stepping out and shielding her small body with a giant white towel. Bella trudged weekly towards the sink; her arms clamped onto it to help her balance. She lifted her eyes slowly to the mirror, afraid of what she'd see; so afraid. She knew that her appearance had deteriorated but she wasn't sure as to how much.
Bella sighed in relief when her face snapped up to see that the mirror was covered in fog; for once she was contented with the lack of ventilation in their tiny bathroom. She swallowed thickly as she lifted her hand slowly and began to shakily wipe at the mist; when she was done she couldn't help the tears than began to roll down her cheeks.
She looked so unhealthy.
Her usually vibrant dark brown, almost black eyes were dull and hollow; surrounded by dark circles that went up to her eyebrows and brushed against her high cheek bone below. Her coral pink lips were chapped, bruised and tinted blue; her beautiful black hair was flat and lacked body. Her usually size six frame looked like it was boarding at a size two (USA sizes). The only thing that looked remotely like her was her tanned, brown skin and even that looked like it could change at any minute. Bella turned her head, unable to look at herself anymore, it was just embarrassing; she walked slowly to her bedroom, holding the wall beside her to steady her feet.
It took her fifteen minutes to dress into a fitted sweater, some blue jeans and thick fluffy socks that Renee had sent to her last year; Bella settled in the small living room in front of the TV, she didn't take notice of the channel that was on because she was looking straight through it, thinking about how she'd ended up like this.
"Jacob." She murmured as she curled into a ball; she seemed to be doing that a lot these days. Locking herself away in her own mind where there was no pain, no hunger, there was only darkness.
Jacob.
Bella knew that she needed to see him soon; she had to, before she faded away like a dying flower. That was just what she was…
A wilting rose.
But she couldn't, she didn't have the strength to face him again; she didn't think her heart could take much more rejection before it just stopped.
The next couple of months were a blur to Bella's mind; she would wake-up, throw up, eat a spoonful of something to please Charlie, pretend to watch TV and back to bed again. The condition of her body was deteriorating rapidly; Charlie was more than worried for his only child; he didn't know what to do with her. He thought that she was doing it on purpose, that she was deliberately trying to kill herself. He was at the end of his tether, he wouldn't let her self-destruct but then again, as mentioned before, he didn't know what to do with her.
Charlie rubbed his tanned hand over his face and through his shoulder length thinning black hair before he got out of the cruiser and walked tiredly towards his home.
"Bells!" He called as he entered his home; there was no response. His eye brows furrowed as he walked through to the living room, he exhaled sadly as he watched her unmoving, almost-skeletal form. Charlie walked over to her, she was too still for his liking; he brushed his fingers over her cheek and froze.
Stone-cold.
"Bells!" He called in an alarming voice as he shook her fragile body lightly; it didn't warrant any response from her. Charlie cursed under his breath as he scooped her small body up into his arms.
"Jesus Christ." He cursed again as he realised how little she weighed; he carried her out to the cruiser and laid her carefully in the back seat before speeding all the way to Forks Community Hospital.
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