Ch 8 My Sick Days
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Sorry to keep آپ waiting so long. There's a bunch of excuses and I know آپ don't want to hear them!
Bella POV
Finally, I woke up. It was 3:00 AM. I wondered how I had slept so late.
I wrote Charlie a note. Explaining I was sick and would not go to school the اگلے day, or, technically, today. I felt really crappy. And, my head hurt! At least I had something to distract me from my heart.
Anytime I even thought of them, the little edges around the hole would tear and burn. Sometimes, I even regretted ever finding out who they were. I mean, on a دن to دن basis for the rest of my existence, I would wonder if they really were real. Well, I know they were real, but, what they were, was that real? Was I crazy? I never really knew. I mean, I had memories, but who even knew if those were real? They could be from my subconscious یا imaginations.
I went back to بستر and fell asleep, thinking deeply made my head hurt even worse. Then I had a nightmare.
I was in the forest. Just walking. Then I realized, I wasn't walking, I was searching. Then I realized that there might not be anything to تلاش for. That I might be overly obsessed with finding nothing.
I screamed.
"Bella! Bella! What is it?" Charlie asked, worried.
"Nothing," I assured him, "Just a bad dream. No damage done. Now go to work. It's almost 6:30!" I told him. I didn't want the Chief to be late on my behalf.
"Okay. See ya later, Bells. And, I got your note. I already called in sick for آپ at school."
"Thanks, Dad." Then, Charlie left. I was glad when I heard the کروزر pull out, I was already hyperventilating in fear. I don't know what it was about the nightmare that scared me. I ended up fainting.
TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY
THURSDAY
FRIDAY
SATURDAY
Everyday after that, I was "sick." I went to بستر early, actually, not even leaving my bed, excpet to go to the bathroom. I ignored my دوستوں calls. I was lifeless, Charlie had to fend for himself in the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ یا order in. I even ate in bed.
I didn't really care, I mean, what did I have to live for anymore. I didn't even know if my truest of true loves exsisted. How crappy would that be. Yes, people remember them, but, how did I know he was the true love, my Romeo, if he was no vampire.
That was mostly why he was my true love. And, now, in the condition I was in, true love made me sick, since, what I had been informed, I had lost it.
Sunday was the دن Charlie was tried of my "sickness."
"Bella? Can آپ come down here?"
"Sure......Dad." I wasn't sure why he wanted to.
When I got downstairs, I saw irritation in Charlie's eyes.
"Bella, are آپ still sick?" Charlie asked, I wondered why he was wondering.
"Yes," I replied, I tried to make my voice raspy.
"I think maybe I should take آپ to the doctor maybe. If you've been sick this long." NO! I couldn't go to a doctor. I wasn't sick!
"No, I'm actually going to school tomorrow." I anwsered. "I feel alot better."
"Good, I was starting to get worried." I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying after that. I was thinking heavily, having a heated debat with my own mind on whether I should find out if he was real یا not, why it would matter to me, how it could help me. The pro's and con's, as آپ could call it. I was wondering how I would be tomorrow, I didn't feel like I wanted to sit and chit-chat with everyone. I figured out what I was going to do on Monday.
I would be anti-social. That would help me uncover the mystery of my fictional past, I wouldn't have to worry about talking to everyone while figuring things from my memory.
Perfect, I thought. I never thought I would want to be, but, I had to, it was them یا friends, and right now, to prove, to myself, I wasn't crazy, they won.
A/N: Did آپ like it? Sorry I've kept آپ waiting! I've been busy. Plz R&R and Tell me what should happen next!!
A/N: I own no characters.
Plz R&R!
Sorry to keep آپ waiting so long. There's a bunch of excuses and I know آپ don't want to hear them!
Bella POV
Finally, I woke up. It was 3:00 AM. I wondered how I had slept so late.
I wrote Charlie a note. Explaining I was sick and would not go to school the اگلے day, or, technically, today. I felt really crappy. And, my head hurt! At least I had something to distract me from my heart.
Anytime I even thought of them, the little edges around the hole would tear and burn. Sometimes, I even regretted ever finding out who they were. I mean, on a دن to دن basis for the rest of my existence, I would wonder if they really were real. Well, I know they were real, but, what they were, was that real? Was I crazy? I never really knew. I mean, I had memories, but who even knew if those were real? They could be from my subconscious یا imaginations.
I went back to بستر and fell asleep, thinking deeply made my head hurt even worse. Then I had a nightmare.
I was in the forest. Just walking. Then I realized, I wasn't walking, I was searching. Then I realized that there might not be anything to تلاش for. That I might be overly obsessed with finding nothing.
I screamed.
"Bella! Bella! What is it?" Charlie asked, worried.
"Nothing," I assured him, "Just a bad dream. No damage done. Now go to work. It's almost 6:30!" I told him. I didn't want the Chief to be late on my behalf.
"Okay. See ya later, Bells. And, I got your note. I already called in sick for آپ at school."
"Thanks, Dad." Then, Charlie left. I was glad when I heard the کروزر pull out, I was already hyperventilating in fear. I don't know what it was about the nightmare that scared me. I ended up fainting.
TUESDAY
WEDNESDAY
THURSDAY
FRIDAY
SATURDAY
Everyday after that, I was "sick." I went to بستر early, actually, not even leaving my bed, excpet to go to the bathroom. I ignored my دوستوں calls. I was lifeless, Charlie had to fend for himself in the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ یا order in. I even ate in bed.
I didn't really care, I mean, what did I have to live for anymore. I didn't even know if my truest of true loves exsisted. How crappy would that be. Yes, people remember them, but, how did I know he was the true love, my Romeo, if he was no vampire.
That was mostly why he was my true love. And, now, in the condition I was in, true love made me sick, since, what I had been informed, I had lost it.
Sunday was the دن Charlie was tried of my "sickness."
"Bella? Can آپ come down here?"
"Sure......Dad." I wasn't sure why he wanted to.
When I got downstairs, I saw irritation in Charlie's eyes.
"Bella, are آپ still sick?" Charlie asked, I wondered why he was wondering.
"Yes," I replied, I tried to make my voice raspy.
"I think maybe I should take آپ to the doctor maybe. If you've been sick this long." NO! I couldn't go to a doctor. I wasn't sick!
"No, I'm actually going to school tomorrow." I anwsered. "I feel alot better."
"Good, I was starting to get worried." I wasn't paying attention to what he was saying after that. I was thinking heavily, having a heated debat with my own mind on whether I should find out if he was real یا not, why it would matter to me, how it could help me. The pro's and con's, as آپ could call it. I was wondering how I would be tomorrow, I didn't feel like I wanted to sit and chit-chat with everyone. I figured out what I was going to do on Monday.
I would be anti-social. That would help me uncover the mystery of my fictional past, I wouldn't have to worry about talking to everyone while figuring things from my memory.
Perfect, I thought. I never thought I would want to be, but, I had to, it was them یا friends, and right now, to prove, to myself, I wasn't crazy, they won.
A/N: Did آپ like it? Sorry I've kept آپ waiting! I've been busy. Plz R&R and Tell me what should happen next!!
I've waited a hundred years
And I'd wait a million مزید for you
Nothing prepared me for of the privilege of being yours, I do
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how آپ smile when آپ blush
یا how آپ curl your lip when آپ concentrate enough
But I would have known what I was living for all along
What I've been living for
Your love is my turning page
Only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who آپ are
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw آپ well I knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees
And I'd wait a million مزید for you
Nothing prepared me for of the privilege of being yours, I do
If I had only felt the warmth within your touch
If I had only seen how آپ smile when آپ blush
یا how آپ curl your lip when آپ concentrate enough
But I would have known what I was living for all along
What I've been living for
Your love is my turning page
Only the sweetest words remain
Every kiss is a cursive line
Every touch is a redefining phrase
I surrender who I've been for who آپ are
For nothing makes me stronger than your fragile heart
If I had only felt how it feels to be yours
I would have known what I've been living for all along
What I've been living for
Though we're tethered to the story we must tell
When I saw آپ well I knew we'd tell it well
With the whisper we will tame the vicious scenes
Like a feather bringing kingdoms to their knees
Well I can go a million miles an hour
But I’ve been bored so try to drag me down into the night
But if the morning I knew the song
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’re from
I can see the sun is on the rush
The pulse is strong, it warms آپ better than the Joe they left behind
But in the breath before آپ go
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’ve gone
It starts as a battle of luck
In the end it’s in the hands of a ghost
Well I am
Well I am
I can go a million miles an hour
But I can see the sun upon their eyes
I can go a million miles an hour
I can see it’s all true
آپ start to feel it finally
It starts as a battle of luck
But it ends when the hands of a ghost lay it down yeah
But I’ve been bored so try to drag me down into the night
But if the morning I knew the song
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’re from
I can see the sun is on the rush
The pulse is strong, it warms آپ better than the Joe they left behind
But in the breath before آپ go
In the arms of a miracle
Come back and see where you’ve gone
It starts as a battle of luck
In the end it’s in the hands of a ghost
Well I am
Well I am
I can go a million miles an hour
But I can see the sun upon their eyes
I can go a million miles an hour
I can see it’s all true
آپ start to feel it finally
It starts as a battle of luck
But it ends when the hands of a ghost lay it down yeah
So pretty, so smart
Such a waste of her young heart
What a pity, what a sham
What’s the matter with آپ man
Don’t آپ see it’s wrong, can’t آپ get it right
Out of mind and out of sight
Call on all your girls, don’t forget the boys
Put a lid on all that noise
I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
آپ stop, I start
But I’ll be true to you
I hear you’re living out of state
Running in a whole new scene
آپ know I haven’t slept in weeks
You’re the only thing I see
I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
آپ stop, I start
But I’ll be true to you
I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
آپ stop, I start
But I’ll be true to you
No matter what آپ do
Yeah I’ll be true to you
Such a waste of her young heart
What a pity, what a sham
What’s the matter with آپ man
Don’t آپ see it’s wrong, can’t آپ get it right
Out of mind and out of sight
Call on all your girls, don’t forget the boys
Put a lid on all that noise
I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
آپ stop, I start
But I’ll be true to you
I hear you’re living out of state
Running in a whole new scene
آپ know I haven’t slept in weeks
You’re the only thing I see
I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
آپ stop, I start
But I’ll be true to you
I’m a satellite heart
Lost in the dark
I’m spun out so far
آپ stop, I start
But I’ll be true to you
No matter what آپ do
Yeah I’ll be true to you