Chapter 4
"Bella? Bella?"
I Woke up to the sound of my name being called, from what sounded like pretty far away. Slowly, I sat up in the misty rain, and was blinded by a beam of light through the wet mossy ferns.
How could so much light be packed into such a little space? I shot a glance up. Oh, it was night. Looking down at my mud covered body, I saw the now soaked letter from Edward. Oh, that's what happened. Slumping back down to the damp earth, I tryed to figure out what happened.
I glaned up. A tree branch had apperently hit me i the head. Just my luck. Turning over onto my side, I curled up into a loose fedal position; like when I was sleeping. Soon I found my self saying over and over again:
"Why did he leave?"
Foosteps? More blinding light. Oh crap! I'm found.
"Bella? Is that you?"
Pretending your unconcious really isn't that hard. Breath shallow and don't move. If they open your eyes just kinda have em' rolled back a little.
"Bella? Bella, can you hear me?"
I laid there doing nothing. Pretending to be unconcious. Slowly, I was being lifted up.
"Found her!" Croaked a deep coarse voice.
"Bella! Bella! Are you okay?" Charlie's voice weezed out. I bet he hadn't realized how much those extra doughnuts had slowed him down till now.
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"Is she okay?" I heard Charlie ask.
"Yeah, just a little dehydrated and exhausted."
"Can we do anything for her?"
"I'll just give her some meds to help her sleep and that's all we can do."
A small pinch in the crease of my arm, then everything got blurry, and I was out like a light.