Okay I'm really sorry that I like never upload anything, but I swear if I get like 5 reviews for this chapter then the next one will be up by this time next week. PROMISE.
I lay in bed for days and days. I didn't sleep much because of tormenting dreams, but I just lay there, my hand on my heart, my mind confused, waiting for someone to come and rescue me from this misery. Nobody did. I was left lying on my bed, unaware of what was going on downstairs, where I could hear the clicking sound of cameras, and stamping of TV reportrers feet. I could also hear the calm but cracking voice of my father, explaining over and over again that none of the Cullens' had anything to do with the mysterious disappearance of Jacob Black.
My mum wasn't much better. Well, I didn't know for sure but I could imagine that she was pretty torn up about it. I didn't even know why they were fighting. I didn't want to know. Life sucks and then you die.
I remember Jake telling me that once, when I had failed a maths test. I was upset and he took me in his constantly warm arms and told me that. Not in a nasty way, like he thought I was pathetic to be upset over this, but in a caring way, a sympathetic way. I did love him. I really did, I swear.
But you can love someone without actually liking them. He had imprinted on me when I was merely a baby. I had never known anything but him. Though, right then on my bed it didn't seem like I would ever know anybody else as well as I had known Jake. Not even Sam, the one person I thought I could rely on, had decided that he didn't want me anymore or something, and hadn't bothered to visit.
Rory knew that Lizzie didn't want to be with him, and for a while lay on my bed with me. We both lay like stones, not speaking on cuddling, but still enjoying each other's company. He stopped moping after three days though and went back to school, I think he asked some random girl to the dance to get over Lizzie, and I felt almost angry at him, because he was supposed to be the one person who was in pain too.
It was a week after Rory had gone back to school that I heard a tapping sound on my bedroom window. I stopped eating the chocolates that Alice had supplied me with, and slid off my bed, rolling onto the floor. I crawled to the window and pulled myself up so that I could look out of it. There was nobody there, but a lit candle and what looked like a square envelope.
I grumbled something about stupid curiosity and shoved my feet into a random pair of shoes before starting to go downstairs, trying to repress the hope that it was something from Sam.
As I reached the envelope (and it was definitely an envelope) my heart began to pound. Maybe this was the really romantic thing that Sam had been planning for ages? Maybe he was going to appear from behind a tree and whisk me off to somewhere cool where we would have fun. Maybe in the envelope was a clue, and I was going to have to go on a treasure hunt type thing to find him. Maybe it would simply be an invitation to the year 10 ball that I wanted to go to. When I reached the envelope my hands were shaking. I sat down on the floor, ignoring the fact that it had started to rain, and opened the thick white paper with clammy hands.
I was right! It was a ball invitation!
Nessie Cullen it read, you have been invited to the year 10 ballroom dance by ______. It was as if he had forgotten to fill in his name. I was confused, until I turned the piece of paper over. In scrawling, obviously disguised hand-writing someone had written: Nessie I really like you and I'm sorry about what happened with Jacob. I'd really like you to come to the dance with me as I think it'll be good for you, and fun too. Meet me on Friday at the hallway near the ballroom. XXX
It had to be Sam. Even though he didn't go to my school, it could still be him. It could still happen. My heart rose for the first time in a long time and I finally felt happy again, and ready for Friday.
OOOOhhh who do you think has sent the anonymous note? Sam? Rory? Give me your guesses via review! PLEASE REVIEW! Thanks, Milly, xxx