Ey-yo! Time for a new chapter! Everybody ready?
Bella POV-
I slowly get up and walk to the door, hands shaking violently from lack of food, or real sleep. I'm not quite sure anymore, everything has kinda run together.
My eyes slowly glance to each side of the hall, looking for any sign of life, but it's desolate. Carefully, I make my way to Emmy's room, each floor board being checked for noise before I step on it.
A loud squeak makes me stop, and I flinch. It's like I'm back with him again.
I don't want to get yelled at.
The tears begin to form again, my resolve has broken and I know what I'm going to do.
I take off running to his room, throwing open the door to a thankfully empty room. My body screams in pain, but my heart is racing with adrenaline and excitement.
The new world that is waiting for me, I'm so happy that I'll be gone soon.
My tears of pain turn into tears of happiness as I find his stash. Hidden in the back of his closet in a bin under some clothes.
Vodka. Rum. Both high proof, something I know that'll knock me out.
I go to his bedside table, and rummage through the drawers. I find a bottle of hydrocodone, a simple pain killer, maybe for an injury.
Another bottle catches my eye, muscle relaxer, worth a try right?
I shakily go back to my room, gripping the bottles tight in my hands.
My brain telling me not to do it; but my heart edging me on to the dark oblivion, it feels so right.
Shutting the door, I open the medication, and the alcohol. My back slides down the door, and quickly, I dry swallow as many of the pills as I can take before downing as much alcohol my stomach will allow before I throw up.
A sharp pain goes through my abdomen, probably from the quick rush of substance into my small stomach.
It doesn't take long before I'm shaking violently. My body rocking with waves of pain, and I begin to regret it all.
The tears won't stop, and I want them to get home before things go black.
Black dots have been spotting my vision for a while, and I've been trying to stay awake, but I feel like I'm going to give in any minute.
A door downstairs slams, my heart leaps.
My shivering legs help me stand; I quickly pull open the door and go down the hall to the stairs.
I couldn't care that they haven't checked on me in so long.
I don't want to die anymore.
"Bella?" I look and see Alice standing at the top of the stairs, my eyes burst with tears and I grab onto her.
"I don't want to die!" I cry, and she stumbles a bit.
"What? Bella, what's wrong? What happened?" She places both of her hands on both sides of my face and makes me look up at her.
"I-I took pills that Emmy had, a lot of them. And drank, a lot. Please. Don't let me die!" I beg, holding onto her tight.
A quick intake of breath and she's screaming for Carlisle.
And I know at that instant that I'm going to lose my battle against the dark spots.