Bella Cullen (oflambs) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2014-01-31 21:00:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, bella cullen, edward cullen |
WHO Bella Cullen (open to Edward Cullen)
WHAT Waking up to a bad memory
WHEN 1/31
WHERE Edward and Bella’s apartment
RATING PG
STATUS Complete
The dream had woken Bella from her deep sleep. Her body lightly moved as she woke from the dream. It felt like one of those dreams, memories. This one was more like a nightmare than a dream or a memory. Okay, maybe not exactly a nightmare but not a memory she would ever want. She rolled her head slowly to the side to look at the man sleeping beside her, the man of her She slowly moved and sat up. Turning to look back at her husband and thinking about if he was dreaming the same thing as she was. He would have said, wouldn’t he? She turned her head back to looking in front of her and sighed. She got up from the bed. She couldn’t stand it. She couldn’t stand to be next to him, in the same room as him. She could barely stand to think about him or the memory. She just wanted to get out of there and away from him. As quiet as she could she walked to the door. Pausing before she opened the door. A thought of waking him to talk about it lingered for a while. Even thinking about talking about it sent a chill down her spine. She just couldn’t. Quietly but quickly she opened the door and left the bedroom. Pressing her back against the door as she shut it. She whimpered as her head turned and her cheek pressed against the door. He was sleeping soundly on the other side of that door, her love, and she couldn’t stand it. She was angry and upset over a dream. Tears ran down her face as she could only think of the fact that he left her. He left her! It being to protect her didn’t mean anything. It was overshadowed by the fact that he thought it was okay to leave her at all. It wasn’t something she ever thought she would have to face. Something she didn’t even imagine when she first got pregnant. That was different. It just hurt so much. She squeezed her eyes shut and took a deep breath. A step away from the door and she was on the ground. As hard as she could she tried to keep quiet. She didn’t want to wake him or Renesmee. It was a good fifteen minutes before she could pull herself off of the floor. She didn’t even think about going back into the bedroom. Instead she went into the living room, standing by the lounge chair for a second. She grabbed the throw blanket off of it. It was soft and warm although she knew the couch wouldn't be as comfortable as her own bed. Still she couldn't kick Edward out in the middle of the night. Especially without having to explain herself. She really didn't want to do that. She would just have to figure it all out when she woke up. Maybe it would be better after getting some sleep. If she didn't dream again or relive that dream. She laid down on the couch. Not wanting to dream again but she had exhausted herself. She pulled the throw blanket over herself and slowly drifted off to sleep. |