Bella's different circumstance. . . . . . PG-13
This is Twilight in a different twist. . . . all characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.
Bang!! Was all I heard as i was walking down the street going to an art gallery, i decided to investigate what that sound was. I saw a man motionless on the ground, and another in 1900's period clothing. The body was drained from all blood, you could tell by the color of his skin. I gasped because i just could not believe what I just saw. The Man that was standing turned around, his eyes were a piercing blood red or a crimson. He just strolled over to me, and held out his hand.
"Trust Me." He said.
Oh my God! I thought. My hand was about to touch his hand when all of a sudden I woke up.
It was just a dream!! Damn It!! It was all too real, I thought. I was on the roof of our small apartment complex, and it was night. So I did not know what my paremtal units were and i did not care for that matter. I basically been taking care of myself ever since the divorce. So I could do things that normal Teenager wouldnt even think of. Doing her own laundry, working a part time job to help her parents out with the bills, and getting straight A's in school. So in the next couple years i could get into any college that I want.
I laid on my back a little while longer before I decided to get up to go to bed. I guess that I was sketching because I had my sketch book with me. I looked at the drawing that i was working on and it was someone very farmiliar. It was the man from my dream. . . the one that was dressed in the 1900's clothing. Usually my drawings have some type of meaning behind them, but I just couldnt put my finger on it.
I have drawing of a girl that is cutting herself so that someone will pay attention to her. That one became reality, because a couple months ago I became so depressed that I needed to feel something. My friend noticed that when we were changing in the girls locker room after gym class.
So anyway, I snuck into my bedroom, only because the fire escape was next to my window. I realized that it was about 2 in the morning, and I would be getting up for school in 4 hours. Ugh! school have no purpose for me because I was basically a genius in the advanced programs. Whatever, it was at least something to do during the day.
School went by slowly, no shocker there. Only because we had to sit in the auditorium for about a half hour about how we have a new graduation requirment that the class of 2008 had to do before the end of their senior year. He calls them GRADUATION PORTFOILIOS. Os everything that we have done will have to go into a binder and then we would have to present them to a panel who decides if you walk with your class or not.
I was almost at the apartment only because I had no work today. I heard screaming and sirens. Okay, what is going on, I thought. I turned the corner and . . . .
Bang!! Was all I heard as i was walking down the street going to an art gallery, i decided to investigate what that sound was. I saw a man motionless on the ground, and another in 1900's period clothing. The body was drained from all blood, you could tell by the color of his skin. I gasped because i just could not believe what I just saw. The Man that was standing turned around, his eyes were a piercing blood red or a crimson. He just strolled over to me, and held out his hand.
"Trust Me." He said.
Oh my God! I thought. My hand was about to touch his hand when all of a sudden I woke up.
It was just a dream!! Damn It!! It was all too real, I thought. I was on the roof of our small apartment complex, and it was night. So I did not know what my paremtal units were and i did not care for that matter. I basically been taking care of myself ever since the divorce. So I could do things that normal Teenager wouldnt even think of. Doing her own laundry, working a part time job to help her parents out with the bills, and getting straight A's in school. So in the next couple years i could get into any college that I want.
I laid on my back a little while longer before I decided to get up to go to bed. I guess that I was sketching because I had my sketch book with me. I looked at the drawing that i was working on and it was someone very farmiliar. It was the man from my dream. . . the one that was dressed in the 1900's clothing. Usually my drawings have some type of meaning behind them, but I just couldnt put my finger on it.
I have drawing of a girl that is cutting herself so that someone will pay attention to her. That one became reality, because a couple months ago I became so depressed that I needed to feel something. My friend noticed that when we were changing in the girls locker room after gym class.
So anyway, I snuck into my bedroom, only because the fire escape was next to my window. I realized that it was about 2 in the morning, and I would be getting up for school in 4 hours. Ugh! school have no purpose for me because I was basically a genius in the advanced programs. Whatever, it was at least something to do during the day.
School went by slowly, no shocker there. Only because we had to sit in the auditorium for about a half hour about how we have a new graduation requirment that the class of 2008 had to do before the end of their senior year. He calls them GRADUATION PORTFOILIOS. Os everything that we have done will have to go into a binder and then we would have to present them to a panel who decides if you walk with your class or not.
I was almost at the apartment only because I had no work today. I heard screaming and sirens. Okay, what is going on, I thought. I turned the corner and . . . .
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update more asap loved it
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i love it... please updated soon... please keep me updated...
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IMPORTANT!!!!!
Please let me know if u r reading this story because i want to know if it is any good or not.
If not then it will disappear forever lolz
but seriously i need to know because if it is not good then i am wasting my time. . .
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I'm still READING IT. I'm kinda mad at you because it took you a long time to get baq on the Twilight saga, but i'm ok now just please do not delete it im still looking foward to the new update ;)
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im still reading this u have to update more for me
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post more soon love it keep me updated!!!please!
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P.S. new reader!!!!!!!!
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Permalink Reply by Amanda Octeau on
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i will have a new update tomorrow,,,,,thats when i will have some time.
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Permalink Reply by Amanda Octeau on
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here is the update i promised and hopefully not all of u have left this story. i will try to update as much as i can
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This is really good! Please don't stop writing! I just found your story tonight and read the entire thing so I will be very upset if you stop writing!
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RENEE POV
I woke up in a different place. It smelled like mold and dampness and some foul body odor. This is definitely not what I wanted to wake up to. But when I sat up I was in an orange jump suit….shoot! I’m back in jail. Great just what I needed. What a minute….where is Bella? And Phil? He should be here with me if I’m here.
Every thing seemed easier since he came along. He was very sweet and kind and showed me a good time when it came to partying. But every man has his low points. For Phil he was a professional drug dealer….a very good one at that. He could get his hands on almost any substance that was known to man. He used some of his products as well so he would know some of the side effects.
Anyway, Bella is my daughter. She was a great girl but I know that I am not much of a parent because I never see her except when phil is beating her up for no apparent reason. But I know that is the drugs that’s making him act a certain way. I wish that Bella could just see that I really like him. And that this man could possibly be the one for me. I am a grown woman with needs, and Phil satisfies those needs.
I bet that social sevices put Bella in a girls home again. I know its no place for a growing young woman but all of us make mistakes once in a while.
Well…..i know that I make a lot of mistakes but I love Bella. She is my rock if things get heavy.
Phil and I are meeting with social services as well as our lawyer to see what we could do about our recent situations.
I saw Phil and he was smiling at me. I was smiling at him. He came over to me and gave me a kiss.
“Hey baby.” He said to me.
Just hearing his voice was making me melt. Nothing could be better than him just being with me in his arms sitting on a couch staring off into space like we did at home.
“Hey Phil. When are the people getting here?”
As soon as I said that two people in suits came walking into the room and sat down across from us. These must be social services and our lawyer.
“Are you Renee and Phil?” One asked.
I nodded.
He smiled. “My name is Nickolas Dutcher and I am your lawyer for your trial and for your case. Beside me is Jared Hudson, he takes care of child services. Now would you like to hear the good news first or the bad news?”
“Good news first.” Phil said.
I knew that Phil talked to many lawyers in his days since he had a record a mile long with all the bad things that he has done. Even though he has a record, I love him until the end of time.
“The good news is that you will get out of here with in a 5 year sentence.. . . the bad news is that your daughter or step daughter has been taken to her birth father at her request. Now with that said you, Renee, have lost your parental rights over her. You will not be allowed to contact her in any way. If so there will be consequences.”
With that said the both of them left. I turned to Phil and we both knew that we screwed up big time.
“Phil what are we gonna do?”
He turned towards me with caring eyes but a firm grip on my hands telling me that he meant business.
“Somehow we are going to break out of here and go after Bella. She is our responsibility, not that hillbilly of a cop. We will do whatever it takes to get her back.” -
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!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! POST MORE SOON GREAT AMAZING CHAPTER!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! LOVE IT!
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