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So…I'll just give you guys the chapter… disclaimer for the whole story is in the prologue!
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I would have had this updated sooner but my lap top got a virus! I was typing this chapter on the laptop when all of a sudden "COMPUTER INFECTED!" popped up and it shut down my computer. I am writing this chapter on the main computer at home. Good thing it has internet…
FORKS, WASHINGTON; SATURDAY, JULY 31, 2010
It's been a little over twelve years since I last saw Isabella Swan. Known as Bella Swan by people she knows, she has been gone from Forks ever since that faithful night. I don't really know what happened that night after I left; I refused to listen to the rumors that the gossipers spread around town.
Five years after Bella left, my mom ended up giving birth to a baby girl. She had found out she was pregnant about four years after Bella left. My mother named the baby Renesmee. Bella's mother's name was Renée and my mother's sister's name was Esme. Since my mother loved both of them so very much, she decided to name the baby after them and combined both of their names together. I just call her Nessie.
When Nessie was just three-years-old, my parents died in a car accident. By that time, I was already nineteen and ending my freshman year of college. I became Nessie's guardian by law. We didn't have any other relative close enough or that wanted to take care of Nessie. I became a parent at nineteen to my baby sister. I took night classes the next year of college to be able to take care of Nessie during the day. I left her with the neighbors when I had class at night because I didn't have any money for babysitters.
Of course my parents left us money, but not a lot. I put very little of that money to stocks (making sure that I bought a stock that was successful) to make that money into a bit more, and I worked at a daycare for three years so I was able to take care of Nessie at the same time. The year after, Nessie started going to kindergarten. I was able to find a part-time job to work during the time that Nessie had kindergarten. Just last year when Nessie turned the age of eight, she got a loose tooth; her very last tooth. Funny thing is that she lost her tooth the exact same day that Bella lost hers.
The day after she lost her tooth, I walked to Nessie's room to make sure she was there. When I walked in, she was huddled in the far right corner of her room with her lamp on right next to her, a flashlight in her hand, blanket over her shoulders, eyes bloodshot. Once I took in her appearance, I rushed towards her shaking frame.
She kept on telling me that it was mad at her for staring at it right in the face. The day that that happened, I went to the store and bought her two night-lites. I plugged both in the two plugs. I bought her flashlight more batteries just in case, and connected her lamp in the other connection. The next morning, I found her in the same corner as the night before. She was starting to get dark purplish colored shadows under her eyes, indicating that she wasn't getting enough sleep for a six-year-old. I didn't know what to do when that kept on happening for two weeks. I took her to the doctor and they told me to take her to a hospital to see if they could help with her fear of the dark. She had refused to go in the dark after that day.
"Eddie!" I heard a scream from inside the room. I got up from the chair outside it and burst through the door.
"Eddie!" Renesmee screamed again from the bed. She was tossing and turning in the bed. Ever since that day, Nessie has been having nightmares about what happened the night she lost her tooth.
"Nessie, Nessie. Wake up, it's just a nightmare." I shook her gently trying to wake her up.
"Eddie?" Nessie asked as she woke up from her nightmare, tears still streaming down her face.
"Nessie, it's alright, it was just a nightmare." I said hugging her reassuringly, brushing her hair at the same time.
"I'm scared she's going to come back for me, Eddie." She whispered, her voice muffled a little bit since she wiggled her face into my chest.
"It's okay, I'll protect you-"Nessie cut me off by screaming.
"No! She'll hurt you, Eddie! She'll hurt you! You can't do that! No, Eddie, don't do that!" she kept on repeating.
"Okay, okay, fine, I won't do that Nessie, I won't." I said reassuringly so she could quiet down.
After an hour, Nessie calmed down enough and ate breakfast. We were still in the hospital. The doctors were still stumped as to why nothing was working to help Nessie.
After Nessie ate breakfast, I looked her over to see how she was physically. She had my mother and mine's bronze hair, my mother's curls, and my father's brown eyes. Under her brown eyes, the dark purplish colored shadows were becoming more prominent in her features. Her cheekbones were starting to show more each and every day. All in all, she was losing weight, and I was scared. She was already in the underweight category for her age and height, if she lost any more, it would become severe. She hardly ever ate anymore. I was lucky that she ate her breakfast today.
"Nessie, you should try and take a nap. You need to get more sleep; it's bad if you don't get enough sleep." I told her after the nurse left with the breakfast tray.
"But Eddie-"she tried to protest.
"No buts, Nessie. If you take an extra long nap right now, you could stay up as late as you want at night and I'll bring in more light for you, deal?" I knew bribing her was bad, but I needed her to sleep some more. She fell asleep last night at four in the morning and when I woke her up it was eight. I was even starting to get those dark purplish colored shadows under my eyes for staying up all night and day and falling asleep a few hours while I made sure Nessie was alright. I know one person that could help me with Nessie's problem: Bella Swan.
It took me hours of research on the computer and the phone book, but I finally found Bella's number, or I hope it is Bella's number.
"Okay, so it's…" I repeated the number and wrote it down on my hand. I double-checked to make sure I had the right number. When I had, I checked up on Nessie real quick to make sure she was still asleep. It was about one in the afternoon. I closed the door slowly and practically ran down the corridor to find a telephone. I noticed the looks the nurses and doctors gave me while I was running down the hall to the telephone. I ignored them; if I could contact Bella somehow, she could probably help with Nessie, and I'll stop at nothing to help and protect my little sister.
"Hello?" the other end of the telephone said.
"Is this Bella Swan?" I asked nervously.
"Who is this?"The voice replied curiously.
"Bella, it's me, Edward Masen." I talked into the phone.
"Edward?"
"Look Bella, I need your help. And fast."
"Help with what?"
"Look, my little sister Renesmee has the same thing you had when I last saw you. She lost her tooth on June 5th of this year, the same night as you. When I checked on her in the morning, she was huddled in the far right corner of her room with every light she was able to find in her room on. She's in a hospital; the doctors are trying to figure out why she is scared of the dark. I knew that-"
"She saw her." Bella whispered through the phone, cutting me off.
"What are you talking about, Bella? Who saw who?" I was starting to get worried and it was evident in my voice.
"Your little sister saw her. I'm on my way." Was all she responded before I heard the dial-tone.
JACKSONVILLE, FLORIDA; SATURDAY, JULY 31, 2010
I was currently waiting in the airport for my flight. I wonder how Edward's little sister looks like. I just wish I didn't have to go back to Forks under these circumstances.
She was just a legend. A legend that my father used to scare me with. A legend that shouldn't even be real. But she is real, and that thought itself is enough to scare the life out of me. I ended up researching about her. Supposedly she cursed all of Forks, Washington saying she'll get revenge on whoever looks at her face when she gets the child's last baby tooth. I'm guessing that's why she wanted to kill me.
"Flight to Port Angeles, Washington now boarding." Said the intercom.
I'm on a mission. This mission could possibly kill me. I'm off to kill the damn Tooth Fairy that killed my father so many years ago and put me in the damn mental hospital.
AND THAT'S CHAPTER 2! SORRY IT TOOK SO LONG… I WAS TRYING TO TYPE SOMEHTING FOR "Brick by Boring Brick" ALSO. AND SORRY ITS SO SHORT! I PROMISE THAT LATER CHAPTERS ARE GOING OT BE LONGER!
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