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A.N. at the end of the chapter
Chapter 2
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Bella's Room, Forks, September 15th, 2008, Unknown
Bella's POV
The darkness is so welcoming. It's like a numbness settles over everything, and it almost feels like floating. I love it. I don't get to feel it that often. The memories that decide to haunt me as soon as I close my eyes chases the numbness and peace away.
I don't want to wake up. I never want to when I am in this state. I like the nothingness. It is different from anything else that I have ever experienced. It's not that I don't like feeling, don't like emotions. It's more that I don't like it when I can't control myself. When I am no longer in control of what I feel and what my body does, when I hunt.
Any time I get the scent of a vampire, I lose myself. It's almost as if my senses are dulled and I'm no longer in control of my own body. I have tried to fight it before. I was quite successful too; I was able to keep my mind connected to my body. I was able to hold my self together, but it almost led to my death.
The Vampires that the Volturi sent me to hunt are the lowest kind of Vampires. The out of control new bourns, the war crazy and the deranged. The worst of the worst. But there have been 'innocent' bi-standers that have met their end by my hand, those who have been in the wrong place at the wrong time. Whether it was while I was already on the hunt or they just crossed my path by mistake. Since I turned ten I have not been able to be near any vampire without attacking it. Which has been… troubling to say the least. I have attacked many members of the Volturi that have gotten in my way from time to time. And I was severely punished for it.
When I am in the darkness, I can forget. I forget the 'innocents' I have killed, the punishments I have received, and all that pain that I've inflicted on every single person that I have ever met. But the darkness is fading, and once again I am going to have to face reality.
Bella's Room, Forks, September 15th, 2008, 6:54pm
Bella's POV
When someone opens their eyes when they awake from sleep, they expect to find bright daylight, right? Why then, is it almost pitch black?
Rolling my head to the side, I caught a glimpse of the clock… 6:54pm… shit. A groan escaped from deep within my throat as I pulled myself up so I was sitting, still fully dressed on the bed. I can't believe I let myself pass out like that, I guess I made myself so exhausted in the past few days that I was bound to do it at some point in the near future. I better go and say sorry to Charlie. The first thing I do after I see him for the first time in eight years is crash and completely ignore him.
Pushing down on the bed, I lifted my body so that I was standing. Wow, head rush! That's what I get for staying down for so long. Reaching a hand out, I steadied myself on the new bookshelf. Breathe in, Breathe out, get the oxygen back into the brain, get the carbon dioxide out.
Making my way out the room… no, wait… My room, and onto the dimly lit landing, I listened. The TV was on in the living room; I think its Baseball or some other sport that I can't be bothered taking the time to understand. There's no other noise in the rest of the house, so my best guess is that is where I am going to find Charlie.
I'm not quite sure how I got from the landing to standing in the doorway to the living room, oh well. Now… where is Charlie? Oh of course… sitting right in front of the massive TV in a recliner. "Hi Charlie,"
Turning his back on the game that was playing on the television, Charlie leant over the arm of the plush sofa so that he could see me properly. "Hay Bells, I didn't want to wake you, it seemed like you had a long day. I ordered in some pizza, it's on the kitchen counter… help yourself."
Nodding my head in affirmation, I thanked him silently and turned on my heel and strode from the living room and instead made my way into the Kitchen. Walking slowly to the breakfast bar and sat down on to one of the high black stools and pulled a piece of pizza absent mildly out of the box and balanced it in one hand. I doubt there is much to do in a small town like forks. That is one of the main reasons that I decided to move here in the first place… well that and the face that being here with Charlie gives me a little more peace of mind. The most exciting thing here is most likely prom.
Lifting the pizza to my mouth and tearing off a bite, I turned my gaze to the darkening forest beyond the window. The trees here are taller and thicker than the ones back outside the walls of Voltura, but they don't seem as ominous and confining. I know that it makes no sense… but then again… when has my life made any sense? Looking back to the pizza in my hand, I was surprised to find that only the crust remained clutched in my fingertips. Shaking my head slightly, as if to try and clear it of the thoughts that had distracted myself from my meal, I slid silently off the seat and dropped the remaining crust in the bin as I made my way back in to the hall.
Poking my head back into the Living room, I found Charlie in the same position that I had frond him in when I had first come downstairs. Shaking my head at his predictability, I laughed silently to myself and called out goodnight to him as I made my way back up the stairs to my new room. I doubt that I am going to get much more sleep tonight. I am actually surprised that I managed to get as much sleep tonight as I already have.
Settling myself back on my bed, I looked around the room again. It was surprising how much more homey this room seemed to be than the one that I had occupied back in Volutra. Changing in to my black tank top and sweats, I climbed under the covers and lay my head on the soft feather pillows, and closed my eyes. I hope that I won't be found here. For the first time in my life, I feel as if I am home.
Bella's Room, Forks, September 16th, 2008, 7:01 am
Bella's POV
I honestly have no idea how I managed to get back to sleep last night. But the fact that I made it through most of the night sleeping is currently making me happier than I have been in a while. Shaking me head to try and clear out some of the remaining cobwebs, I made my way silently down the stairs and in to the kitchen. Only to find a bowl, box of cereal and note, left in the middle of the breakfast bar, and a dark grayish blue sky outside.
Picking up the note in my left hand and tipping the box up, and letting the crunchy flakes fall into the pristine white bowl, I read the words that had been hurriedly scrawled onto the scrap of paper.
Bells,
I am sorry I couldn't be there when you left for school today, but I had to leave early today, there has been a little bit of trouble just out of town. School starts at 9am and if you don't know where to go, just drive into town and follow to rest of the kids. I know it is probably not to your taste but the tuck outside is yours, the keys are next to the door. You will need to sign in at the front office this morning and they will tell you where to go. I should be home around 5:30 – 6:00 tonight. See you then,
Charlie
Scrunching up the paper with one hand and tossing it in to the bin that was standing next to the door, I started shoveling the dry cereal into my mouth. I can't believe that Charlie got me a car that was… unexpected to say the least. Chewing the cereal a little more before swallowing, I turned and looked out at the dark clouds that were covering up the sky and making everything look a lot darker that it would have at 7 o'clock in the morning. When I was little I used to hate dark days, but lately I have been able to see the odd beauty that comes with them. The different colours that are mixed together in the clouds, the way the rain creates different shapes and patterns on the pavement and walls, and most of all, when a ray of sunlight manages to break through the clouds and lights up a section of the darkness.
Smiling lightly, I turned my attention back to the bowl, only to find it empty… I hate it when go on autopilot. Sighing in annoyance I stood, placed the bowl in the sink and started to make my way back up stairs to get ready for what I know is going to be a tiring day ahead. The firs day in a new place is always strenuous; I have had enough of them to know.
Quickly showering and dressing in a comfortable pair of blue/black jeans and a warm long sleeve black v-neck top, I chucked on a pair of black socks and converse and sat down on my bed and pulled my new black backpack out from underneath my bed. Charlie had put the bag together earlier in the week with everything that I would need for my classes. Sometimes I don't know where Charlie gets his kindness from, I know for a fact that gene it missed my mother entirely.
Standing my and cracking my neck slightly while sipping and arm through one of the straps on the backpack and made my way back down stairs while looking at my watch. 8:15am… I still have a while before I have to be at school to check in and collect my timetable from the front office. I might as well go now; I have nothing better to do. Walking over to the door, I saw the car and house keys that Charlie had told me about in the note and scooped them up as I made my way out of the house.
Locking the door behind me, I turned, and stopped when I saw the car in front of me. When Charlie said that I might not like the car, I didn't know what to think. But this truck… wow. It must have been made in the 50's or something, it had that style and vibe anyhow, and it was nothing like anything that I have ever owned before. I love it. Running my hand along the side of the orange truck, I unlocked the door and slid into the drivers seat. Putting the key into the ignition, I turned it and jumped slightly at the loud raw the filled the air as the engine started. Laughing at myself for the first time in years, at the fact that I can face and kill newborn vampires and not break a sweat yet a car engine can make me just 15 feet in the air, I pulled the car out of the drive and began to make my way to school.
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A.N.
Ok, so here I am again and I hope that you all liked my new chapter. Now I think that I have been very generous with my chapters so far. But no more miss nice Yukiru-4-eva! I know I know, I hate it when authors hold their stories at ransom too, but I have found that it is a highly effective way of getting reviews… so I am thinking… at least 6 reviews before I update? Yes? Ok then… I will see you then!
Later,
Yukiru-4-eva!