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THE DREAM
It was raining. It seemed that the flood gates of the heaven had been broken. The streets were empty and dark. She once loved the sound of rain but at that moment it seemed unbearably loud and hurtful. From the tip to the toe she was soaking. She had no umbrella or rain coat. Everything that was inside her back pack was wet by the time she reached the main road. She hoped, or rather prayed, for a cab to arrive. But the roads were deserted. It was too risky to drive in such a condition. Forget driving, it was impossible to walk for few minutes in the downpour. But she could not return. Not after what happened.
She hated her step mother too much to spend even a night with her, after Charlie's death. She decided to move out only with a pair of outfits and few necessities. She was going to approach Carlisle for refuge. He was probably the only person who was trustworthy in this world, she thought. And besides, he was the only person she knew. And if he would reject her she would rather live on the streets or die.
The cold rain drops seemed like icy knife that stabbed and pricked her as it fell. Her eyes were red and the visions in front of them blurred. As she continued to walk down the wet road, her feet sloshing the clogged water, she felt as if someone was shoving down needles in her toe nails. Each and every muscle of her body was sore. It was difficult for her to breathe. She would open and close her mouth like a dead fish. She crossed her arms over her chest, to retain the body heat, but it was a useless gesture. Outside air was so-called, not to mention the heavy downpour; nothing would have helped her at that moment. Her shoulders were slumped and she dragged her feet forward. 'I have to walk' she kept telling herself. She was not aware of how much she walked or how she reached her destination. She could not feel anything. She was numb. She knocked at the door and the door opened. The warm air, from inside, gushed out, making her shiver violently. She was about to collapse when Carlisle caught her. "Bella!" his alarmed and appalled voice rang in her ears. And everything went white...
Her eyes flew open and she sat upright. She looked around and slowly exhaled with relief. It was just a dream. It had been six years; still the memories are fresh and raw in her mind. She lay back on her bed and took deep breaths. She closed her eyes and tried to think about something else. There was a soft knock on the door. She frowned. The small unexpected noise annoyed her.
"Come in." She replied in a thick voice, without opening her eyes. Someone entered. She could feel him moving towards the bed but she kept her eyes closed.
Suddenly the person bowed down and kissed her forehead. The gentleness of the kiss and the smell of the cologne told her it was Carlisle. Her muscles tightened and she squeezed her eyes shut. She hated it when Carlisle did something like that. Why? She did not know. Maybe his gentle gestures reminded Bella of her own infidelity.
"Wake up, sweet heart. We need to leave."
She frowned and turned on her side. She flinched away from his touch.
"Wake up Bella!"
"I don't want to go anywhere."
"We must."
"Why? Where"
He sighed. "Bella, dear, today is 23rd December."
Bella slowly opened her eyes.
"23rd December!" She whispered.
Six years ago, on that very day, Charlie left the Earth for heaven.
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