• “Bella”



    “Cody, this is Bella. She will be sleeping in the bed next to yours.”
    The nurse, I could tell, was a bit frightened. I think that seeing Bella’s scars on her face did it for her. I wanted to reach out and touch her, but I was afraid that if I did, she might break. Her pale complexion, everything about her, she seemed so fragile. Like a glass doll, one might say.
    I stuttered with my words as I tried to speak to her, but the sentence I had planned on, didn’t come out the way I expected it to.
    “Bella? Oh, nice to meet you... Well, or not, I mean, it’s not nice that we’re in a hospital… I mean,” My voice trailed off, for I could tell that I wasn’t making any sense to her. She arched a brow in my direction, her Hazel eyed gaze penetrating through me. I felt a knot in my stomach as I simply took my gaze off her and lay back in my bed.
    How stupid can I possibly be? A beautiful girl standing before me, and all I can think to say is “Nice to meet you, or not.”
    And it probably doesn’t help that the nurse brought to attention my use of the IV band in an inappropriate manner, and the loud screaming she hears coming from my room late at night.
    ******** hell, condemn me why don’t you? I’m not crazy, really. I shouldn’t even be here. This is my entire Mother’s fault. It was only one night; everyone did it where I was. Not like it was anything big. Why did she even care, anyways? She never seemed to get involved with me before. She wanted to send me away.
    I know she did, but back to why I am here.