Esme made me رات کا کھانا and since Jake has already gone I was eating alone. It was good that no one bothered me - I had too many thoughts. Bella's سوال pulled out some dark memories I was struggling to forget. It was a bit like Nessie's touch, I could feel something pulsing in my head. Maybe they were right about the shield? یا it was just another headache?
When I finnished I asked Esme if I can go sleep and she lead to the same bedroom. I lied on بستر for a long گھنٹہ trying to fall asleep but nothing. I sighed angrily and changed my position. I hated doing nothing. And then someone knocked on a door.
"Come in" - now I was interested. Alice's head appeared in a doorway.
"Hey, we heard آپ turning in بستر like thousand times and assumed آپ weren't sleeping, so..." she came in followed سے طرف کی Rosalie and Bella. "We decided to have some fun instead!" and she showed me a huge make-up bag.
"What?!" I really hoped it was just another bad joke and she's not planning to throw pajamas party.But I was wrong again.
"C'mon, it'll be fun, I'll paint your nails, do آپ hair, you're gonna love it!" and she babbled what else she might do. Bella gave me sympathetic look while Rosalie didn't seem very interested.
"Wait!" I stopped her "Who in the world کہا I'm doing this?" but before I could say مزید Alice's expression changed into such sad face that I was unable to say no.
"Fine" I murmured.
"That's great!" and she started digging into her bag
"If it makes آپ feel better, I've been through all this" Bella tried to comfort me and I sighed.
"Which colour?" Alice lifted two bottles of nail polish: bright red and pink.
"Do آپ have any black?" she looked surprised and I could understand it. I've always tried to look like serious and maybe even strict officer, I always chose reserved clothes and accessories, I rarely weared any make-up, but dark nails were my weakness and I decided it was time to surrender to it. She searched her bag and lifted dark بنفشی, وایلیٹ bottle.
"How about this?"
"OK"
At first it was weird and there were many uncomfortable pauses but later we all burst in laugh when Alice and Bella described their prom experience. I couldn't believe how great I felt chatting with them.
"I'm sorry for what I asked آپ earlier" I wasn't expecting this so I fell silent for a minute.
"That's nothing" and tried to come back to گزشتہ talk about dresses but this time Rosalie became interrogator:
"Why have آپ کہا that thing about آپ not being worth living?" I gave Bella an angry look.
"It's not your business" all my happiness fade away.
"Please... آپ know you'll feel much better if you'll tell someone" it was obvious that Alice was only curious.
"You want to know why I am thinking this یا why I refused to be freak like you?!" I shouted and turned to Rosalie "You think that everyone gives up their lifes so easily? Their family? Loving fiance?" I guess I went too far cause Rosalie was furious.
"What do آپ mean loving fiance?"
"You heard me. I read the مضمون - آپ left your family and your fiance"
"So that's what they wrote?! آپ really want to know the truth? That bastard آپ called loving was the one who left me dying. He's the reason I'm here unable to change, to get old, to have children..." Rosalie's face was a mix of anger and sadnesss. She could burst in tears any time. I, on the other hand, felt guilty for losing temper.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know..." no one responded "Bad guys always get away free, don't they?" - still silence. I didn't want them being like this, I had to say something, but what?
"I'm sorry, Rosalie. Maybe I should tell آپ my story..."
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When I finnished I asked Esme if I can go sleep and she lead to the same bedroom. I lied on بستر for a long گھنٹہ trying to fall asleep but nothing. I sighed angrily and changed my position. I hated doing nothing. And then someone knocked on a door.
"Come in" - now I was interested. Alice's head appeared in a doorway.
"Hey, we heard آپ turning in بستر like thousand times and assumed آپ weren't sleeping, so..." she came in followed سے طرف کی Rosalie and Bella. "We decided to have some fun instead!" and she showed me a huge make-up bag.
"What?!" I really hoped it was just another bad joke and she's not planning to throw pajamas party.But I was wrong again.
"C'mon, it'll be fun, I'll paint your nails, do آپ hair, you're gonna love it!" and she babbled what else she might do. Bella gave me sympathetic look while Rosalie didn't seem very interested.
"Wait!" I stopped her "Who in the world کہا I'm doing this?" but before I could say مزید Alice's expression changed into such sad face that I was unable to say no.
"Fine" I murmured.
"That's great!" and she started digging into her bag
"If it makes آپ feel better, I've been through all this" Bella tried to comfort me and I sighed.
"Which colour?" Alice lifted two bottles of nail polish: bright red and pink.
"Do آپ have any black?" she looked surprised and I could understand it. I've always tried to look like serious and maybe even strict officer, I always chose reserved clothes and accessories, I rarely weared any make-up, but dark nails were my weakness and I decided it was time to surrender to it. She searched her bag and lifted dark بنفشی, وایلیٹ bottle.
"How about this?"
"OK"
At first it was weird and there were many uncomfortable pauses but later we all burst in laugh when Alice and Bella described their prom experience. I couldn't believe how great I felt chatting with them.
"I'm sorry for what I asked آپ earlier" I wasn't expecting this so I fell silent for a minute.
"That's nothing" and tried to come back to گزشتہ talk about dresses but this time Rosalie became interrogator:
"Why have آپ کہا that thing about آپ not being worth living?" I gave Bella an angry look.
"It's not your business" all my happiness fade away.
"Please... آپ know you'll feel much better if you'll tell someone" it was obvious that Alice was only curious.
"You want to know why I am thinking this یا why I refused to be freak like you?!" I shouted and turned to Rosalie "You think that everyone gives up their lifes so easily? Their family? Loving fiance?" I guess I went too far cause Rosalie was furious.
"What do آپ mean loving fiance?"
"You heard me. I read the مضمون - آپ left your family and your fiance"
"So that's what they wrote?! آپ really want to know the truth? That bastard آپ called loving was the one who left me dying. He's the reason I'm here unable to change, to get old, to have children..." Rosalie's face was a mix of anger and sadnesss. She could burst in tears any time. I, on the other hand, felt guilty for losing temper.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know..." no one responded "Bad guys always get away free, don't they?" - still silence. I didn't want them being like this, I had to say something, but what?
"I'm sorry, Rosalie. Maybe I should tell آپ my story..."
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