Thanks to all of your reviews, especially the ones saying that I should write the story of which I included the summary at the end of the last chapter, it will be posted on the site as soon as I finish this one.
This is a very short chapter and won't end the wait on Bella's life but it is necessary.
This chapter is dedicated to chinmayee for a reason I cannot disclose!!
Here's the next chapter…
Chapter 15
A mist swirled around my head. A thick, heavy cloud of depression hung over me. The mist was a silvery but dark grey but always moving, never in the same place. I walked about trying to find help, shouting, screaming but there was no one there. The silence hurt my ears; I tried talking to myself comfortingly so I wouldn't go insane. But wait, doesn't talking to yourself count as insane. Nah, it's the easiest type of conversation I suppose. Although I have often had fully blown arguments with myself out loud. I laughed at the pure memory of it. Laughter was good, a happy emotion within the clouds of depression. I started to run around, I never tired. I couldn't feel a thing, I hate not being able to feel, it makes my skin crawl. Maybe this is death, maybe this is what death feels like, I mused. Pretty damn boring, I should not have waited my whole life to end up running in mist! I smiled.
In the end I sat on the floor, deathly bored, no pun intended. I put my face in my hands and bit my lip, thinking about things to do. I started humming to myself. I sat there humming my favourite songs until I felt even more bored. Death is pretty dull; I don't even get to see my family again. Typical, never what you want it to be. It was pretty funny how I was taking this so easily and lightly. I stood up and began to think about what had led up to my death. It was pretty easy. First the attacks then…la di da di da. It was all so tiring to remember. I lay down on the floor and stared up, there was nothing, just endless meaningless grey mist. I sighed and sat back up again, that's when I felt it. A jolt flowed through my chest, a real stinging painful sensation and I flew back to be lying down. Then another and another. Each time I was jolted the mist seemed to clear a little but I couldn't get up, it was like I was frozen to the floor. I wanted to get up and explore this alien planet but as the mist cleared, darkness came over. It got darker and darker and with the fifty-ninth jolt, I'd been counting, it was pitch black. Then I heard voices.
'One more,' an angel's voice begged. 'Please!' he sounded desperate.
'It couldn't hurt, sir,' another pleaded. 'Please!' she was also desperate.
'If you don't I will!' another threatened.
'Ok, fine, but I'm not promising anything. I'm really sorry,' another said resigned. Another jolt pulsed through my limbs and body and then I stopped thinking altogether.
So you still don't know, if Bella lives, I've only just decided to play it out instead of carrying it on like I thought about doing at first!!
Until tomorrow…
Beth 'Ruler of All Things Evil' Cullen
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