They had talked for a few hours until Tom and Harry retreated to their rooms for the night and Dougie stayed long enough to wish Bella a good night. After that, they both went their separate ways for the night. It was now 1:45 in the morning and Bella hadn't been able to sleep. She dragged herself out of bed and over to her laptop, which Harry had hooked up for her. She turned it on and waited for it to boot up. When it was finally loaded, Bella sat down and opened the internet and went straight to her favorite virtual chat site, IMVU. She signed in and clicked Chat Now and waited for the site to find someone for her to chat with. While she was changing her avatars outfit, a name popped on the screen. She finished what she was doing and started chatting.
LonelyGirlInABigWorld- Hi.
BestGuitaristEver- Hello.
LonelyGirlInABigWorld- How are you?
BestGuitaristEver- I can't really complain. I've had worse days. You?
LonelyGirlInABigWorld- About the same. You play guitar?
BestGuitaristEver- Yeah.
LonelyGirlInABigWorld- That's cool. I tried to learn but gave up. I'll stick to what I know.
BestGuitaristEver- lol. What is it that you know?
LonelyGirlInABigWorld- I'm a writer. Well, ...I want to be. I write fairly good fiction. It's just that everybody I've ever met think it's a waste of time. I had a fight with my family about it and I haven't spoken to them since. I'm not like them. I won't do a job that I can't stand and act like I'm ecstatic about it.
BestGuitaristEver- That's major BS. I totally understand you. How are we expected to be good at our job if we don't love what we do?
LonelyGirlInABigWorld- Yeah, exactly.
Bella didn't know what to say up to that point but would knowing who she was talking to have helped her?
Danny's POV
I couldn't sleep with so many thoughts running through my head so I got up and turned on my laptop and went to a chat site that I had found one day while I was checking my mail. When it loaded up, I sat down. About five minutes after I sate down, I got a chat invite. I accepted it and waited for the person's avatar to load. I saw their screen name and was instantly reminded of someone I had only just met. I wondered if it was possible that my assumptions were right so I went to their profile. When the page had loaded, I looked at the About Me section and lost all the air that was in my lungs. Staring me straight in the face was the one name I was hoping to not see. Isabella Brady. When I had finally closed her profile, I saw that she had started chatting with me. We started talking and then all of a sudden she stopped replying. I left my room and walked down the stairs as quietly as possible. When I got downstairs, I went over to her door and was just about to knock when I heard her crying.
