❛ ——— do you really have to go to school tomorrow? i’m feeling that this city is too d a n g e r o u s for you, bella. ❜
said feeling was crepting through her stomach (she might been dead for almost a century, but sometimes things were one hundred times worse) ever since bella got into the airplane. it was hard to explain to the girl how traveling works for edythe —- lots of wind and clouds were the words she used, but that would be an understatement. good thing NO ONE could see her, or she would be in the news the moment the airplane got back to the ground, like some sort of superwoman.
the coppery haired ANGEL didn’t even try to hide how awful forks made her feel. perhaps it was the weather, or how sorrowful everything looked, but either way, there was only ONE person who could see her face. and it didn’t matter how she felt; bella was the only thing that matter to her, the only thing worth all the trouble she was put into keeping the clumsy girl alive —- not that she would ever admit it.
❛ i’m pretty sure charlie would believe if you tolf him you have a cold. and we could play monopoly or something while he is GONE. ❜
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❛ ———— every place on earth is too DANGEROUS for me, edythe. ❜ her words rang t r u e. it didn’t matter where the brown haired beauty went, she would always somehow end up in the hospital, getting stitches or a cast ( it kind of came with her description ).
chocolate colored hues FOCUS on the one who had uttered her reluctance ; the girl obviously wanted her to s t a y home, but bella knew she couldn’t skip school when she only just got here. while staying here with her coppery haired friend sounded a hundred times better than starting her DREADED first day at school, she knew she couldn’t do that to charlie. not when he was trying so h a r d.
❛ you know i CAN’T do that. charlie already thinks i hate it here. ❜ legs take her to the bed, body lowering onto the matress, angling herself towards her best friend ( the one only she could see ). over the years she’d grown to love edythe as her closest friend, as a sister. she was always there, watching over her. a guardian angel. that only she could see her was something she’d come to terms with years ago. still, she knew BETTER than to talk to her in public.
❛ you can come with me to school ? help me get through the HELL of being stared at ? i know we can’t really talk... but it would mean a lot. ❜ syllabes turned into pleading words ; teeth grazing her bottom lip, slim digits moving up to brush away a stray of hair d a n g l i n g in front of porcelain feautures.
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