Sorry for the lateness. The power has been really temperamental recently, what with the blizzards and all. Honestly, if the Londoners think they have it bad, they can come up here and we'll show them what real snow is like... It was minus 6 this morning, so the snow turned to ice, but the air must have warmed during the day, because clouds formed, and it's snowing again... urgh.

Oh, yeah, and my hair froze this morning. I was in a hurry, so I didn't have time to dry it properly, so it was still damp... by the time we got to the bus stop, it was literally frozen solid. As hardly any of you know, I have curly hair, and the curls were solid. It was scary. But enough of my life... We all know you're only here for Bella/Edward, anyways...

Date: 1st February

Character: Bella

Stimulus: Chokehold

You wake up.

You can hear the blood pounding in your ears. You gasp for air, trying to steady your heart as it races in your chest. Grasping fingers wrench at the material of the pillow, and you fist the sheets in your right hand. You have to bite down on your own lip, hard, to keep from screaming again.

Your teeth draw blood, and the room begins to swirl and spin around you as you inhale the scent that still gets you every time.

Your cold fingers take the pillow in a chokehold, and you pull it to you.

Your silent tears stain the clean fabric.