i know it wasn't my best work. trying to get into my Jasper's mind is quite hard :(
Hes to focused on thinking about Bella to really concentrate on anything else.
There are two people who i think i owe on her.
Twilight Gleek
This person reviewed every update and without her to make me feel like writing. This would have been a stupid story that was NEVER update.
Ocean Amber
Again the person gives me long reviews and Ocean may not know it. But it truly helps with my writing.
I hope this answered your question :)
Bella- 16
Edward- 17
Alice- 17
Jasper- 18
Emmett- 19
Rosalie- 18
Plus I'm adding poems from the book: If You See A Fairy Ring
Song for this chapter - Big Girls Don't Cry - Fergie
Enjoy the...
Butterfly Storm
The Perfect Red Wave
BellaPOV
Down by the spring one morning
Where the shadows lay deep,
I found in the heart of a flower
A tiny fairy asleep.
Her flower couch was perfumed
Leaf curtains drawn with care,
And there she sweetly slumbered,
With a jewel in her hair.
But a sunbeam entered softly
And touched her, as she lay
Whispering that 'twas morning
And fairies must away.
All the colours of the rainbow
Were in her robe so bright
As she danced away with the sunbeam
And vanished from my sight.
'Twas while I watched them dancing,
The sunshine told me true
That my sparkling little fairy
Was lovely Drop O' Dew.
I started biting my nails.
Looking at the purple plastic alarm clock, the red flashing digits read 4:29am.
I HAVE to get out of here.
Jumping out of the stuffy bed ignoring the need to shudder from touching the cold floor i swung on my clothes, a sundress hiding the bruises.
I ran my hand though my hair gripping the banister running down the stairs my claustrophobia getting the better of me.
Its late Bella, go back to bed.
Bella, Jasper will be worried.
Ignore it Bella.
Go back to bed.
I'm going to snap.
Bella?
SHUT UP! Just...PLEASE! SHUT IT I-I CAN'T TAKE IT
If you see a fairy ring
In a field of grass
Very lightly step around,
Tiptoe as you pass;
Last night fairies frolicked there,
And they're sleeping somewhere near.
If you see a tiny fay
Lying fast asleep,
Shut your eyes and run away,
Do not stay or peep;
And be sure you never tell,
Or you'll break a fairy spell.
With tears streaming down my face and my mind working in overdrive as i ran out of the front door and though the dark emerald green forest.
My eyesight already re-focaused to the light- or lack off.
I ran though the forest twigs and thorns scrapping on my legs, creating pattens of slanting lines across my legs.
It was pretty in a way the blood slowly sliding down my legs, the perfect red wave.
Stumbling in the darkness i grabbed onto a branch over my head, like my life depended on it.
Swinging over a fallen log.
My breathing picked up.
Urg WHY ARE THE TREES THIS DAMN CLOSE TOGETHER!
Sweat was running though my hair and down the sides of my scarred neck.
If i had a anxiety attack here. No one would find me...
What would happen then?
Flashes of ideas went across my worn out mind while still stumbling in the darkest.
Myself- with a therapist. I would go to one.. i don't LIKE being like this but when getting a therapist you need to be honest, spill everything and anything on your mind.
That's whats wrong with them. Your whole soul is lay out in front of you, for them to observe and tell you want they think is wrong with you and what they think would help you!
No matter what. Tell them EVERYTHING. I imagined myself telling them. Everything wrong with me. Then another image.
Again myself in a padded room a jacket keep my arms away from me and tied down to my body.
The same jacket that held serial killers and murders alike.
(i don't know what you have to do to get in a straight jacket- to be honest i don't want to find out either)
I'm not a killer.
I'm not i don't think.
Am i? I guess i am. I'm killing my siblings chance at normal life.
My fathers chance for the perfect family.
Children born of fairy stock
Never need for shirt or frock,
Never want food or fire,
Always get their heart's desire:
Jingle pockets full of gold,
Marry when they're seven years old.
Every fairy child may keep
Two strong ponies and ten sheep;
All have houses each his own,
Built of brick or granite stone;
They live on cherries, they run wild-
I'd love to be a fairy's child.
I may as well go kill them myself, they have nothing to live for...i killed it all anyway.
Cold brutal air hit my face and legs making the cuts sting and loose the beauty of the red sea with the pain.
Breath Bella
This time i listened.
Breathing in the fresh air i looked at the scene around me.
Dew drops, small beads of water clung to every surface from the rain before.
The soft violet flowers stand taller that the long green, wavy grass.
Small butterflys hiding behind the nearest petal.
The damp grass pressing along my shoes and bottom of my legs.
Cold air breathing and swirling around me.
Peaking moon half covered behind a evergreen tree.
The sky was remotely dark and the air frosty setting off the perfect fairytale morning.
The only sound was my ragging breathing. I hated the sound. It reminded me that i was alive and living in a place where i was not wanted.
I enjoyed thinking like a child. To see it from their point of view.
Children see so much more than others. They see things that are hidden beyond the human mind.
They would see the pink, purple, green and aqua fairy's hiding amongst the flowers. Their small dainty wings would fill the meadow with sweet music.
Creatures of the night would lurk in the dark, where they know their father, brother, sister, mother will scare them away.
The woods are full of fairies!
The trees are all alive;
The river overflows with them,
See how they dip and dive!
What funny little fellows!
What dainty little dears!
They dance and leap, and prance and peep,
And utter fairy cheers!
And for hours...I watched...stared...inhaled each and every detail to memory.
My eyes must have been wide.
I was calm.
Eventually the sun spun its way into the sky.
Sending the sky a orange pink colour, clouds like small cotton balls petted around the sun sending off the warmest glow.
Sunbeams seeking though the spaces, nooks and crannies though the clouds and light danced along the meadow.
Bringing it to life once more.
I wanted to be apart of it.
Instead of being a creature of the night is stepped out from the darkest at the right moment.
Where the sunbeam hit the spot i was standing in and the meadow came alive.
The beams twirled and whirled around the space.
Taking me with them.
Spinning, twirling, whirling, gliding, floating.
Soon the whole meadow was alight with sun.
As i continued my way around the meadow shrieks of laughter escaped my lips.
I was home.
Flocks of butterflies enterd the meadow.
They share the home with me and we danced together.
Butterflies grazing over my skin sending small sparks of heat along me arms.
Tickling at my blood stained legs.
Soon my lungs began burning so i slowed my dancing. Should i go home to wash my cuts?
I wanded though to branches where there was a crystal clear stream with berry bushes and colour fish.
When the light hits the scales of the fish the small circles of clear lights jump along every surface area.
I lent down to the lake scooping water into my palms and throwing over my legs making the blood slide onto the muddy bank and into the water.
Turning the water slightly pink.
Sitting on the bank i picked on the berries which stained my fingers red and purple.
The juice exploded in my mouth, slowing down my hunger.
Maybe i could close my eyes...for...just a ...second
How far and wide the fairies fly
On bright and golden wing,
But when they settle down to sleep
A gentle song they sing.
Sweet Queen of Night
Soft silver stars
We're glad you are so near
We seek our beds
We rest our heads
Without a moment's fear.
On thistledown
In hidden nooks
We watch the wanning light
The joys of sleep
Upon us creep
We wish you all good night.
Waking up the sky i looked up at the canopy's above my head. The sky seemed..bright?
I picked myself up and moved a few branches from my view and headed to the meadow.
The sun had moved away from behind the clouds and was shinning all over the meadow.
Sparks of light giving off the most calming mood.
Stepping into the sunlight my body warmed up till i felt all fuzzy inside.
Grinning as a blue and black butterfly landed on my shoulder.
Its fine wings placing butterfly kisses on my neck and shoulder.
Withs wings where blue but a thick grey outline.
The underneath of the wings was brown with lighter brown spots the as the spots got smaller and darker creating the perfect patten repeated on the other wing.
Laughing brightly i felt something warm in my hand and looked up.
Staring bright blue eyes of my best friend.
We giggled together before chasing the butterflies around the field.
I couldnt go to school, so instead i stayed with my best friend.
She died when i was living with my mother.
Or murdered.
Bella stop thinking about it.
She smiled softly her blue eyes calm.
I'm happy now.
Her voice was the perfect melody, she would have met a great man and have beautiful children.
I smiled tears in my eyes.
"I miss you" I croaked out.
I'm here aren't i?
"Yes but if it wasn't for him. We would both be happy"
I hang my head tears threating to overfill.
Issa-Bella i told you. I'm happy. I'm fine. I'm here. I'm your best friend.
Smiling gently nodding and whipped away my tears.
Come then bet i can dance better than you.
She grinned wickedly.
"No need to bet" i grinned.
We both danced around the meadow laughing her laugh filling the whole meadow.
She had the perfect life.
Happy. Beautiful. Even at 16. She was engaged.
I was going to be head bridesmaid.
She would have been my step-sister.
Her and Jasper. They were perfect everyone looked up to them.
At her funeral neither of us cried.
We couldn't because to us? She wasn't dead.
She just couldnt stay any longer.
Smiling bigger i rolled around in the grass laughing and began twirling.
A shudder took over my body.
"Beautiful" It sounded like a angel.
Out of the corner of my eye i saw a beautiful god.
The sun hit his hair at just the right angle showing you the blonds, browns, reds, and oranges in his hair.
His green eyes scanning the meadow.
Quickly grabbing my shoes i ran.
Thorns dug into the souls of my feet.
Bella! go back! you dropped something.
"I don't CARE"
Bella...please he can help
"How did he even get IN THERE! i mean its MY place!"
I threw open the cottage door and ran upstairs slamming closed the door.
Ignoring Jasper.
The bottom of my feet where running out of skin that was ripping of with each step.
Falling backwards i closed my eyes feeling like someone shot the back of my head.
"JASPERRR"
Then i fell into a deep slumber the boys green eyes leading me.
A little fairy comes at night,
Her eyes are blue, her hair is brown,
With silver spots upon her wings,
From the moon she flutters down.
She has a little silver wand,
And when a good child goes to bed
She waves her wand from left to right
And makes a circle round her head.
And then it dreams of pleasant things,
Of fountains filled with fairy fish,
And trees that bear delicious fruit,
And bow their branches at a wish;
Of arbours filled with dainty scents
From lovely flowers that never fade,
Bright flies that glitter in the sun,
And glow-worms shining in the shade;
And talking birds with gifted tongues
For singing songs and telling tales,
And pretty dwarfs to show the way
Through fairy hills and fairy dales.
How'd you like it?
Did you like the poems?
Name of poem + who wrote it:
The Fairy Dew Drop by Laura Ingalls Wilder
If You See A Fairy Ring by William Shakespeare
I'd Love To Be A Fairy's Child by Robert Graves
The Child And The Fairies by Author Unknown (excerpt, lines 18)
Sleep Song by Steven Kroll
The Dream Fairy by Thomas Hood
Okay i KNOW there maybe alot of them...but i couldn't pick my favs! they was all SOOO! good D:
Anyone have a poem for the next chapter they would like to see?
Also- whos POV would u like next it could be ANYONE!
Charlie, Emmett, Alice, Jasper, Bella, Rosalie, Carlisle, Esme
Carlisle would be hard but he would be needed when Bella goes to the hospital which she will :)
So yeah. Thoughts?
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