A/N: Last one for the night... I bet you know I'll leave it some place good... hehe
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, I am playing in the sandbox. ENJOY!
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APOV
Bella's text makes me run out of my class as if my ass is on fire. For her to use the 911 code, something is horribly wrong.
I didn't even know she had another appointment at Health Services. Either she went back in because she got worse or her test results were in.
If it was the later I'm going to be pissed at her. Both Angie and I told her that we would go with her. That she didn't have to face this alone. We should have made her pinkie swear.
But ever since her parents died, she has been like this, independent, strong-willed, determined.
I remember watching her be brave and strong the day she buried her parents. Her tears only came after everyone else had left. Her Grandma came to live with her right after and my dad got a new job six months later. We moved to Chicago
I hated that I wasn't there for her during high school. We kept in touch for the first year, but it got tougher. Somewhere along the line we just stopped calling and sending letters.
It wasn't until she walked into my Intro to Writing class freshman that we were reunited. Since then, I have been her family, along with Angela. My parents make sure she comes to our house for holidays. They treat her like the second child they never got to have.
So when she goes off all alone and half cocked it pisses me off. One of these days she will get it through that thick skull of hers that she has a family she can lean on.
The sight that greets me as I walk into Health Services breaks my heart. Bella is curled around her legs, rocking back and forth. Tears are streaming down her face and her eyes look so lost and vacant.
Fuck, this is bad, really bad.
When she finally sees me, she erupts into body wracking sobs. She clings to me as if she is drowning. My attempt at trying to figure out what is wrong is met with garbled words and stuttered hiccups.
As I take her by the wrist to go out to my car I see that she has something crumpled up in her hand. I pry it lose and when I unravel it, my breathing stops.
Oh, no, please….not Bella.
I look into her tear stained face and see the truth. This is real and it is a matter of life and death.
I wrap my arms around her, "I got you, girl. Come on, I am taking you home."
I get us into the car and as I drive away, Bella finally cries herself to sleep. I reach for my phone and hit the familiar speed dial.
"Mom," I sob into the phone, "I'm coming home, with Bella. She needs us and it doesn't look good."
A/N: With that.. I'll say good night... I fluv you alll soo hard... its gonna be a bumpy ride... but we can make it through... share your thoughts with me! See you on Saturday!