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Faker

Summary:
Bella Swan is all alone. Her love and his family left her in the town of Forks with nothing. When a deadly disease starts to spread, and Bella catches it, what does she have to live for? Some old friends come in to town, and give her back her will to live. They give her a new life that no one can know about, or it could be their demise. As a well restrained newborn, Bella tries to move on with her life. Can she? faker


Notes:
All charecters except Becka, Aaron, Alex and a few other people I made up all belong to Stephenie Meyer.


12. Chapter 12

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Chapter 11

After I got rid of the mashed up noodles and meat sauce that had been sitting in my stomach, I decided to hunt a little before going back to my room to get rid of the bad taste in my mouth.

I stalked around the woods a bit, hunting rabbits and other small mammals. I would have loved to catch some lynx, but there weren’t any by my house. After I felt a little better, and the old taste of spaghetti was gone, I went back to my room and set my alarm clock. I decided to try and see if I could sleep again.

I put on my pajamas, and laid down carefully on my old bed, and closed my eyes slowly. I let my mind become blank, and my body relax. I shifted, and the last thing I heard was the illusion of my heartbeat…

I was walking alone in the dark woods. Everything was foreign to me; I couldn’t tell where I was. I looked up, hoping to see the stars to help guide me.

All I saw was dark clouds, covering the moon and the stars. Even though it was pitch black, I could still see fine.

I was becoming unnerved by the lack of smell, and the lack of sound. Even my vampire senses couldn’t detect anything. There were no animals running in the dark. No streams letting out a slow gurgle. There was nothing.

I walked further and further, hoping to find something. But the further I got the more aware of the emptiness I became.

I started to run now, the trees blurring as I sped past them. I kept going, hoping to find a clearing, a stream, something other than the ancient maze of trees. Even though this was where I was most comfortable normally, I couldn’t stand how unaware I was. Everything I needed to go by didn’t exist here.

I was all alone, just like always. No one could help me here. I was in my own nightmare, my own battle. The fake act of being happy and content didn’t apply here. Now, all of my fears, my pain…it was all there for me to face alone.

And I couldn’t do it.

I woke up with a start, my chest heaving unnecessary breathes. My eyes were wide, and my heart was beating frantically. If ever there was a moment when I felt completely human, it was now.

I looked around my room. There was a faint light coming in through the window; it was just before dawn. I glanced over at my clock. It was six thirty. I didn’t need to get up for another half an hour.

I decided to take a shower while I waited. I could hear Charlie in his room getting ready for the day as well.

“Dad, is it okay if I take a shower?” I called.

“Sure, no problem Bells,” He called back. I smiled slightly, and grabbed my bag of toiletries, and took a quick shower. I let the burning hot water warm my icy skin, making it feel alive again.

After I was done, I got dressed and blow dried my hair. I was going back to school today, so I wanted to look halfway decent. I didn’t care that much what anyone thought of me; I was only staying here until graduation. Then I would go to Europe, maybe, and take classes there. I could easily learn French or Italian during the summer. I already was fluent in Spanish. As a human, I hadn’t been that great at it, but sitting around for a week with nothing to do with a photographic memory can help.

I went into my room, and picked out a light purple sweater that had stripes on the cuffs and was a v-neck. I also put on black jeans, courtesy of Becka. I ran down the stairs with my backpack, filled with my homework and some money for lunch, just as Charlie was leaving.

“Good luck, Bells,” he said as he walked out the door. I grimaced, and nodded. I would definitely need good luck to get through the day.

So with pessimistic expectation going through my mind, I headed out to my old red truck and left for school.