There she was, lying on the bed, her golden red curls sprawled around the paper pillow case. Her olive skin paled was almost translucent, I could see her blood sprinting through her veins. I walked forward in daze.
She was bruised and falling apart, "George." I whimpered.
She looked peaceful in sleep, calm, as if she was dreaming. I waited for her, Hour flew by I waited, waited for her eyes to flutter, waited for her hand to twitch, for her heart to pound stronger. The room grew cold, like a blue fog wrapping around my shoulders, death was lingering in door way, coughing out chills of excitement. Frost formed around the window and creeped around the corners of my shadow, strangling me with a fright to painful to explain.
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The Unknown Is Always Better
VampireAfter Breaking Dawn Fanfic I OWN NONE OF THE ORIGINAL TWILIGHT SAGA CHARTERS Bella Cullen has a secret that she has been hiding from the Cullen for a while and she has her reasons. Soon her secret kicks her in the back and she is forced to reveal n...
