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Misery Loves Its Company.
I was stuck in my zombie state. Doctor Gerandy called it catatonic; I like to call it comatose. The bags under my sunken eyes had darkened and spread downward. My cheeks had grown hollow and the bones were prominent. My lips were no longer the natural rosé red colour they had 7 months prior, but a pale hue of pink. All in all I looked awful. Misery was my only company now.
I was so unhealthy you could barely see any resemblance between me before both Edward and Jacob abandoned me, and me after they did. Size 0 clothes even hung off of my now tiny anorexic frame. It wasn't like I couldn't find Jake, but his, his friends and his fathers bitter resentment towards me was clear and quite honestly it scared me. I knew I wouldn't be able to find any of the Cullen's. They can find ways of disappearing from the face of the earth completely, I knew.
I was staring off into space again, thinking about the pain I was in when they left me; the emotional pain I was still in, when a huge ache in my stomach erupted. I knew it wasn't period pain; I hadn't had one in a while since I don't eat.
The tenderness grew worse and I let out a loud moan. Because it was so very rare these days for me to make any kind of sound, Charlie was alerted immediately. He rushed into my room and knelt before my head, his eyes flying across my face. He place a hand against my cheek. His eyes instantaneously widened "Bella! You're burning up! I'll go call the doctor."
"No," I said weakly, "it's just flu. It will pass soon. There's nothing you can really do about it. It's a virus dad, not a bacterial infection." My eyes drooped, "Just let me sleep," I said before darkness enclosed over me.
I was running through the forest, faster than human speed. Not so much the speed of a vampire, but fast enough to let me know it was not human pace. I was bounding; leaping though the trees, over thick roots and between broad trunks. My feet barely left marks on the ground. The wind rushed through my hair, whipping it furiously around my face. My muscles burned with exertion but I felt I couldn't stop. I pushed myself harder and faster and before I knew it, I was going well over any speed a vampire could achieve. Then the scene changed to one I remember well. The one where I found out what Edward and his family was.
…"Do you know any of our old stories, about where we came from – the Quileutes, I mean?"
"Not really"…
Mine and Jakes voice's rang through my head. I was running through the forest again at breakneck speed. I was coming up on a clearing. One that I recognised fine: I was running toward the meadow. The setting changed again.
…"legend claims that we descended from wolves"…
The final word seemed to resonate around me. Back to running toward the clearing; I was slowing now, going at a leisurely pace that any fit human could keep up with at a sprint.
…"Then there are stories about the cold ones."
"The cold ones?"…
I could feel anticipation lick over my body; coating it. What was I anticipating? Why was I running again?
…"The cold ones are natural enemies of the wolf – well not the wolf really but the wolves that turn into men like our ancestors. You would call them werewolves."
…"Werewolves have enemies?"
"Only one"…
I burst through the tree line, barely noticing the beautiful shining Greek god standing in the middle; staring at me.
…"The Cullens."…
I kept my eyes fixed on my apparent target: the stream running around it. I bounded over to it.
… "I'll take it to the grave."…
Skidding to a halt I looked down into the clear brilliant blue water. But what was staring back was not the human I had become so accustomed to. Nor was it the vampire I had once imagined becoming. A brilliant white wolf stood proudly, staring back at me with awe in its beautiful eyes. I moved my face slightly and the wolf did the same.
As I was admiring what seemed to be my new self, a loud, rough growl filled the clearing. I turned to see the sun had retreated behind the clouds that were now seemingly looming over the figure. I saw his faultless features; the perfect line of his nose, the smooth contours of his cheeks and jaw, the hard muscle in his neck standing out, his eyes black as night glaring at me.
Edward roared two words before lunging at me: "DISGUSTING MUTT!"
My eyes flashed open as I jerked awake in a cold sweat. The pain came just seconds later. My throat was sore; my head was pounding; my joints aching; my stomach burning. And I felt the oddest urge to be outside.
I crawled slowly out of bed, ignoring the excruciating pain and attempted to make it out of my room without make much noise. I clambered down the stairs, moving more hastily now. My bones were blazing in agony. I felt the need to be outside, grow more urgent. I hurried my movements wincing and crying out.
I flung the door open to see Charlie's cruiser gone. Good. He won't hear this then. I flung myself into the trees for cover against the light drizzle…and screamed. I screamed and as I did I felt as if the world could collapse from the force. The pain was unbearable. I very nearly wanted to kill myself. Fire was pulsing out into my fingertips, through every bone and vein in my body.
I bellowed again as my bones cracked and stretched. What's going on I thought, panicking. It pulsed before receding. I cried out in whimpers and sobs from the aftershock of the pain. It didn't last long though. The pain came back with a vengeance. My bones creaked and snapped into new positions. I could smell everything from the faint traces of last night's lasagne I knew Charlie attempted to make me eat, to the scent of the pines surrounding me. I could hear everything. Tiny crickets jumping across the ground and cars from the roads nearby.
My bones shifted once more and I shrieked; a long piercing sound… but it didn't stay as a scream for long. At the end it drifted into a tortured sound. A sound of loneliness, betrayal, pain; mixed with the sound of a wolf's howl.
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