So, guess who didn't even realize yesterday was Sunday? Yup, I'm an asshole. You're getting two updates today anyway. I apologize!
"When my time comes, forget the wrong that I've done.
Help me leave behind some reasons to be missed.
Don't resent me, and when you're feeling empty, keep me in your memory.
Leave out all the rest, leave out all the rest.
Forgetting, all the hurt inside you've learned to hide so well.
Pretending, someone else can come and save me from myself.
I can't be who you are."
- Leave Out All The Rest, by: Linkin Park
Hourglass
Chapter: 2
-Bella POV-
Ever since I was a little girl, my parents claimed I had a sixth sense. They said I could sense when something big was about to happen before it even occurred. I never exactly predicted anything or told a fortune, but I always felt change coming. I'd dream restlessly, or my mood would be irregular—signaling a significant change in our future.
And that night, as I lay down in bed with an upset stomach and an underlying feeling of dread, I knew something was going to happen. Something immense was going to change my life. I only wish that I could have known what exactly was about to happen…then maybe I could have prevented it.
I could have stopped each domino before it fell—each chain before it reacted—each shoe before it dropped. Figuratively speaking, of course.
I just wish I could have stopped it, saved her, something. Anything.
Anything but sleep in my warm, safe, peaceful childhood bed while she was being battered, assaulted, and almost beaten to death by that worthless piece of shit.
But hindsight really is 20/20, isn't it?
They say you can't save someone who doesn't want to be saved—I say, watch me.