Ch. 3! Enjoy! Thanks for the reviews! Make sure to review! Sorry about the short chapters…..it's ok right? Well, enjoy! PERCABETH FOREVER! 3
Bella
I stormed out of the dining room and upstairs to my room. I slammed the door and collapsed on my bed crying. I was so upset. WHY! She can't tell me about my own father! Doesn't she know I haven't had one in my life for my WHOLE life? I was crying very much by now.
I opened up my computer and looked at the results of Percy Jackson again. My mother had told me his name…but that wasn't enough. I NEED to know. I just squeezed my eyes shut and cried. I closed my computer and laid back.
I wanted to run away. So very badly now. I decided I was going to run away so I was going to write a note to my mom. All my paper was in my backpack though. I did not want to get up. I saw my backpack that was reachable from my bed. I tried to reach for my backpack, but I lost my balance, fell of my bed with a loud thump, knocked down a glass cup, it broke and cut my leg badly. I started to scream loudly. There was a small piece of glass in my leg. It hurt so badly. I literally thought I was gonna die.
"BELLA?!" My mom yelled. I could tell she was worried.
I couldn't think about anything now besides dying, my blood gushing out of my leg and just nothing. I was screaming like hell. I was pretty sure the whole neighborhood could hear me. My throat was hurting and my lungs felt heavy. Probably from all the screaming and crying. I heard my mom open the door and scream my name.
"OMGS BELLA!" Mom cried. She was really worried. I could tell.
"Bella?! BELLA!? Holy crud, oh my god! Bella can you talk to me?" She asked.
I just cried and screamed looking up. I couldn't move. I felt helpless, hopeless, weak and I was hurting very badly.
"We need to bring you to the ER, hold on Belle. You'll be OK." Mom cried. "All my fault, this is all my fault." She said over and over again. Mom dialed 911. I could hear sirens. Probably us…Within 5 minutes the ambulance came. Some guy picked me up with my leg bandaged. I was put on one of those roll bed things in the ambulance car. I couldn't breathe. A doctor guy put a cummula around in my nose so I can breathe. Another doctor was examining my leg and pulling out the small pieces of bloody glass. My leg now was pretty red. I was squeezing my eyes so tight they hurt. My face was wet and sweaty, it was quite hot in there. I was gasping for air while still crying. While my leg was being bandaged, I felt my mother squeeze my hand. Tight. She started crying too. I mean, my other hand was pretty cut open also. My leg and hand was bandaged up and had some medicine on my leg and hand that stung so much. I thought I was going to die. I was freaking out.
We arrived at the hospital and my injury ended up being so bad I needed surgery. Apparently there was more glass deeper into my skin. I was put to sleep for about 48 hours (I had too…) I blacked out of course.
I saw myself being worked on. I couldn't look because of all the blood. I saw my mom in another room crying to herself, "all my fault, all my fault. I should've told her." She cried.
Told me what? About my father? Is there more to the story? I wondered.
I just waited until 48 hours. So then I'll be awake again. But all I wanted right now was my mom. I shouldn't have flipped out.
That's Chapter 3! Hoped you enjoyed it! I'll be updating ASAP, like tomorrow. Maybe a few chapters tomorrow because I have no school! OH YEAH! But review! Thanks! I have a test Friday so wish me good luck!