Hey, Chapter 6 yeah! I don't own any characters, except for Bella Fairfax.
This isn't as long as the others but I'm having a temporary writing block.
Review please! ~Me
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Bella was doubled over on the ground as her nanny frantically dialed 911, in an effort to feel as if she were doing something. Bella let out a small grunt as she clutched her side; her clothes were wet with cold sweat. Bella could hear her heart pounding in her ears as another burst of pain ripped through her side like some creature was inside her trying to tear it's way out. This was the same creature that had dug its claws into her at a young age and started tearing through her her whole life. Bella jolted upward in her bed. Her hair was nappy with perspiration against her forehead and her bed linens were wet with sweat. "Ugh, STOP IT, STOP," she yelled at nothing in particular as she shook her head. She got out of bed and walked to the kitchen to take a couple of painkillers to dull the constant ache that she always had in her side.
Bella grabbed a bottle of water from her refrigerator and as she shut the door a picture taped on it caught her eye. It was a picture of the man she had dated as a resident and herself. The picture had been taken at her 28th birthday party, the night that he had asked her to marry him. Bella had neglected to tell John Carter about this because she hadn't found it fit to tell anyone, not even her parents knew. Bella had turned the man down even though she had loved him tremendously. "It just wasn't right," she said to herself, "he deserved better." She had left the city without even saying good-bye to the man, which she now regretted.
Bella changed the sheets and made her bed. She stepped into the shower, her shift at County Hospital started in 4 hours but she couldn't persuade herself to go back to sleep. The nightmare she had just had was one of many that she had almost every night. Bella rarely got a full eight hours of sleep because of this and she had learned to cope with her body not getting enough sleep. Bella finished in the shower, put on her robe and wrapped her hair up in a towel. Bella clicked on the television and plopped down in her favorite chair for another night of watching paid programming.
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Bella was doubled over on the ground as her nanny frantically dialed 911, in an effort to feel as if she were doing something. Bella let out a small grunt as she clutched her side; her clothes were wet with cold sweat. Bella could hear her heart pounding in her ears as another burst of pain ripped through her side like some creature was inside her trying to tear it's way out. This was the same creature that had dug its claws into her at a young age and started tearing through her her whole life. Bella jolted upward in her bed. Her hair was nappy with perspiration against her forehead and her bed linens were wet with sweat. "Ugh, STOP IT, STOP," she yelled at nothing in particular as she shook her head. She got out of bed and walked to the kitchen to take a couple of painkillers to dull the constant ache that she always had in her side.
Bella grabbed a bottle of water from her refrigerator and as she shut the door a picture taped on it caught her eye. It was a picture of the man she had dated as a resident and herself. The picture had been taken at her 28th birthday party, the night that he had asked her to marry him. Bella had neglected to tell John Carter about this because she hadn't found it fit to tell anyone, not even her parents knew. Bella had turned the man down even though she had loved him tremendously. "It just wasn't right," she said to herself, "he deserved better." She had left the city without even saying good-bye to the man, which she now regretted.
Bella changed the sheets and made her bed. She stepped into the shower, her shift at County Hospital started in 4 hours but she couldn't persuade herself to go back to sleep. The nightmare she had just had was one of many that she had almost every night. Bella rarely got a full eight hours of sleep because of this and she had learned to cope with her body not getting enough sleep. Bella finished in the shower, put on her robe and wrapped her hair up in a towel. Bella clicked on the television and plopped down in her favorite chair for another night of watching paid programming.