I'm not entirely sure how long we were stood still for, just waiting for the train to slow down. Or just to do something new. But it must have been a while. The stench was always present; sometimes it was worse than others. Although I'm not sure if it was worse because I was purposely smelling it. The girl beside me quietened down after a while, to the point of silence. It was almost eerie. No one dared to break the prolonged hush, but I mostly did just try to ignore it.
For around four or five hours, we travelled, the scenery hardly changed. I did however recognised a few sights from some geography books, that indicated we had left Germany and were now in Poland.
"Mama. My legs hurt and I'm hungry." A small girl moaned from behind me. She was the first person to talk in a long time, so everyone turned to see where the noise was coming from.
"Mama? Wake up Mama." The girl cried, shaking her mother vigorously. The girl beside me took a sharp intake of breath as the whole carriage realised what the little girl didn't.
"Mamma! What is wrong? She won't wake up. Someone help her!" She half screamed, half moaned from the realisation. An adult near by her quickly moved the girl away and covered up the body with her jacket. I turned to face Renee, trying to seek some sort of comfort. But something was terribly wrong.
"Mom!" I exclaimed, everyone turned to me, but I didn't care. My whole attention was focused on Renee. Her face was pale and her forehead was covered with a layer of sweat. She was half slumped against the wall of the carriage.
"Sweetie. It's fine. I'm fine." She tried to reassure me, her voice weak. I buried my head in her chest.
"Please mum stay with me." I begged, holding her close. "You're fine. Come on. You're completely healthy. You can't do this to me!" I cried, gently shaking her. Trying to shake her back to reality.
"Darling. I'm not all that healthy. You've know I had M.E when I was a young girl. It won't just go like that." Her voice grew weaker by the second. Tears were running from my eyes freely. I felt Charlie kneel down next to me, he was also crying silently.
"Renee? Sweetheart? You're going to be fine. Please. You have to be fine." He moaned, gripping her hand tightly. The whole room had their eyes on us, sympathy rolling off of them.
"I'm sorry. I love you both so much. I love you both…" Her voice trailed off and her eyes closed.
"Mom? No! NO!" I shook her shoulders, tears falling down hard. I felt hands grabbing my round the waist, but I was too distraught to care who's. I just turned round and laid my head onto whoever is was. They felt too big to be Charlie but I didn't pause to think about whom. Because the next thing I knew the train came to a sudden halt. Causing everybody to jerk violently side wards.
The doors opened and we were all blinded by the light. "Everybody out now!" A man's voice commanded, walking inside and pushing us all towards the exit. I didn't want to leave my mum, so I refused to move.
"Bella. Come on." Charlie uttered, trying to grab my hand and pull me with him.
"NO! I won't leave her, I CANT!" I shouted, causing several people around me to jump.
"Come on. Or I'm going to have to carry you. Those officers don't look too patient." A new deeper voice muttered, I looked up to see the big man from earlier. Feeling too tired to disobey I let them take me. Quickly casting a look back to my poor dead mother before being carried through the wired gates.
***
"You two. That house there. Now go." Another man with a gun commanded, pointing us towards a rundown looking building with two floors. Charlie ducked his head and dragged me towards our new home. As soon as we entered it, it was clear we were not alone in living here.
"Alice! Stop jumping on that chair!" Was the first thing I heard as we entered the front room. It was a chaotic scene, A girl who was my age was jumping up and down on a cheep looking chair, whilst a boy was trying to coax her down.
Two adults sat side by side on another cheap looking chair both reading the same newspaper.
"No Jasper. I want to see where we're sleeping." She continued to jump up and down. Myself and Charlie stood in the doorway, both too much in shock to say anything. After a few more bounces, the small pixie like girl looked up.
"Oooh! Mum. Mum! We've got company!" She sung, her voice was amazingly harmonic. The rest of the room looked up and gave us a warm smile. I blushed and ducked my head, I really hate being the centre of attention.
"Hello. Welcome to our new home. I'm Carlisle Cullen, this is My wife Esme and our daughter Alice. At this is her boyfriend Jasper Whitlock." A soft, and very welcoming voice said. I looked up to watch this introduction and took in the people so I wouldn't accidentally forget their names.
The adult man was blonde, taller than Charlie and skinny. He wore a suit and had a very kind look to him.
The woman was smaller, with light chestnut hair and a round face. She smiled warmly at me, a gesture that would have normally made me feel uncomfortable, but this time made me smile back.
The girl who was my age had short hair, which was messy but somehow stylish at the same time. She had a dark green dress on, with a ribbon round the middle. She had a very playful feel to her.
The final of the group, the boy, had a hard look to him. Very disciplinary. He was tall and blonde, and was relatively attractive. But still, he wasn't a patch on my Edward.
I looked to Charlie for help, but he looked just a shocked as I felt. I looked back over to the other family. They all looked slightly amused at our surprised looks. The girl called Alice did however walk over and try to start a conversation.
"What's your name?" She smiled encouragingly, her eyes flickering from me to Charlie. I hesitated, trying to force the words to come. But I realised that I couldn't talk. I glanced up at Charlie, hoping he would answer for me. He didn't say anything for a few seconds, but did eventually mutter something quietly. "I'm Charlie, this is my daughter Bella. My wife…." He trailed of at the end, obviously forgetting that Renee wasn't there to introduce. I felt a sharp pain in my heart, and blinked vigorously to hold back the tears.
"Oh. Hi." She waved before continuing. "Do you know how long we'll be here? I mean we've already been here for two weeks! And an officer told us two more families will be moving in today. Do you know who the other one is?" She gabbled, trying to fill the awkward silence. Me and Charlie both shook our heads, feeling to upset to properly involve ourselves in the conversation. To be honest I was still in major shock, I didn't want to believe that she was gone. I was just waiting for her to walk through the door, complaining about something…
I was interrupted by the door swinging open. My head flew over to see if it really was Renee brought back by my wishes and hopes. My eyes were met by a worse sight.
"This place is just as bad as that train!" The girl from the train complained, walking into the room with swaggering hips. The man that carried me from the train was close behind her. Alice ran past me to great them.
"Hi! I'm Alice! What's your name?" She seamed very over excited, and from the looks her family were giving her I could tell this would be normal.
"Rosalie, Emmet." She quickly pointed to herself then Emmet before continuing. "Now where will we be sleeping?" She seamed horribly arrogant, something that I really hated in a person.
"There is a couple of rooms upstairs. Pick whatever one you want." Carlisle called from behind the paper, Rosalie smiled and quickly walked up the stairs. Emmet gave us an apologetic smile, but followed after her quickly.
A/N A bit short. But I'm tired and I wanted to get it out quickly. Plus I couldn't think of anything else to be said.
Just to let you know, I love reviews and they really do help me to keep inspired so thanks to everyone who have been reviewing this.
My friend actually asked why I'm writing about Jewish people and Nazi's. And in case anyone else is wondering… I find it very interesting. I don't support the Nazi views. So don't think that's why I'm writing it! I also find it easier to write about something I know. I took GCSE History, and this is a big part of my syllabus. And we watched a film called Shindlers List (Spelling?) Which I would most defiantly recommend, and it kind of sparked of my interest.
Anyway, I'll stop boring you with my ramblings. I'll try to update Asap, but my exams are coming up so I need to get revising. So apologies If I don't.
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