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Hollowed Existences

Summary:
~spoiler warning~ What would have happened if Bella hadn't jumped?...


Notes:
I sort of just started this little story for fun because I wanted to see as to where it might go. hehe xD. The chapters are going to be short, why? I don't know. My brain doesn't tell me its reasoning most of the time but I bet it has something to do with the fact that if i squished it all together it wouldn't sound right. Thats my guess. hehe xD. Oh and of course, I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or any of the characters. They are all Stephenie Meyer's creations. ^_^


9. Chapter 9

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“Jake.”

I was gaping at him. He turned his head away from me in disgust.

“Jake, Jacob, listen to me.” He remained where he was. I breathed deeply.

“Jake, I will tell you everything that happened from the day I supposedly ‘attempted suicide’ till today if you just pay attention and look at me.”

Jacob looked at me and slowly nodded. He didn’t say anything; he just leaned against the wall facing me and gave me a look that told me he was listening.

I breathed in. “Okay, here goes.”

Just as I was about to speak, the words froze in my throat. Logically, I began to think. I’m in a mental institution. They must keep eyes on me at all times and the walls can’t be see through. There are no viewing windows so that must mean that…

“Jake, are there video cameras… and voice recorders?”

He was confused for a second but then nodded.

“Yes, there are. Why?”

This was going to be tricky. “Okay well Jacob, you know about, ugh, your condition?”

Jacob stared at her but then nodded, understanding what she was asking.

“Okay well, you now my friends, the ones you don’t like, how they all have a condition too?”

He nodded yet again.

“Well, those friends of mine heard that I was going to get in a fight with Charlie. In fact, the one practically saw it coming. You understand?”

Now Jacob was really confused. I had to help him out.

“You know… my one friend. She is really good at predicting things. Understand?”

“Ohhhhh. Yeah, I gotcha.”

I sighed. “Good, well, she practically saw what was going to happen between Charlie and me and then what happened later.”

I waited for him to nod and when he did, I continued.

“Well, she came and watched to make sure nothing would happen. But she brought her boyfriend and her family with. Just to make sure I was going to be okay.”

He nodded after a couple seconds.

“Well, her boyfriend is… Bipolar… you know how they all are.”

Nods.

“But, he has the least control over his bipolar actions. So he went sort of crazy and freaked out a bit when I tripped and hit my head on my nightstand causing my head to bleed. Understand?”

I knew what I was saying was sounding like babble talk to any outside ears. Jacob froze. He understood fully what had happened. He accessed my condition then swore. “Filthy leeches!”

“Jake.”

He looked back at me.

“Please, a little help with my current residence.”

He nodded. “Of course. I’ll talk to my dad. Maybe he can persuade your dad and mom.”

“Thanks.”

He got up and went to leave.

“Oh and Jacob, if you want, I’ll explain my… bipolar theory in full at a later date.”

“Alright.” He smiled then walked back over to me and kissed my forehead. “Get better soon Bells. I’ll try to find you a new place to stay.” He then leaned back and looked at his feet. “Oh, and I am sorry I didn’t believe you. I should have known you wouldn’t try something like this and that the scene of your bedroom…” He shook his head unable to continue.

“Thanks Jake.”

He grinned. “Hey, maybe you could move in with me.”

“Um, I suppose I may be safe from the bipolar people… but I then have to worry about the schizophrenic people in your family.”

He put his hand to his chest. “Ouch, that one hurt.”

“Meant it to.”

He ruffled my hair gently. “I’ll see you tomorrow Bella.”

“I’ll be waiting.”

“I know.”

He was almost out the door when a sudden thought hit me.

"Hey Jake?"

He turned around.

"Yeah?"

"Why did you come here?"

He smiled a small smile.

"To try to figure out what had happened and what was running throught your head. I also just wanted to check up on an old friend, make sure she was doing okay."

I grinned.

"And what is your conclusion?"

"That your mind wasn't really the problem and that you seem to be okay except for the fact that you look really bored."

"Got that right. Thanks again Jake."

"Anytime."

He left the room and I suddenly felt the loneliness this place brought with it. I now had something to look forward to. I could hope now that Jacob could persuade his dad to persuade Charlie. Hopefully it would work and I’d be out of here in a second. I could only hope. I closed my eyes and drifted off to sleep. My plans may move forward if I left this place. They may only involve proving that what had happened had really happened but it was enough so long as I found out I wasn’t paranoid… or a schizoid… or bipolar…