Memories

[KaiyaBlake]

So cute!!

Great Chapter, Update sooon pleasee?

[Adelle2008]

Chapter 3

“Let’s play a game” Belle suggested as the two continued to lie on the backs idly.

“What like I spy?” Aden looked unenthusiastic, the idea of playing a lame game like I spy was enough to make him want to throw up. He was only thirteen but sometimes he felt a lot older. He looked his age of course, he just felt like he had to grow up earlier than most kids his age.

“No...I was thinking more along the lines of truth, dare, love, kiss or torture” Belle smiled freakishly.

“Oh” Aden said sounding surprised.

“What do you think, wanna play?” Belle looked at him with hopeful eyes.

“Sure, why not...” he shrugged.

“Cool” she smiled thinking deeply about her dare for Aden.

“I’ll go first” Aden insisted.

“Why do you get to go first?” she said folding her arms.

“Because I want to” he spoke in a friendly tone.

“Fine” she agreed.

“Okay, truth, dare, love, kiss, or torture?” Aden asked enthusiastically.

“Dare”

“I knew it, awesome! Um I dare you to..... Run around the yard naked”

“Don’t be cruel!”

“Fine” he laughed. “Umm.... I dare you to.....call Geoff Campbell and tell him that you really like him and have a taken photos of him secretly and stuck them on your mirror and tell him you look at them every night before you go to sleep” Aden cracked up.

“You can’t be serious, Geoff is such a geek. He’s a Christian freak!”

“Do it!” Aden handed his mobile to Belle.

“Hello?” Geoff picked up the phone. Geoff lived only a few blocks away from Belle.

“Hello, is that Geoff speaking?”

“Yes it is”

“Of course it is, I could never forget such a soothing voice like that” Belle spoke in a dreamy voice.

“Excuse me?” he asked feeling confused.

“Geoff, the reason I’m calling is because there is something I’ve been dying to tell you” She said flashing a massive smile at Aden who was laughing quietly to himself.

“What?” he scratched his head, Belle and Geoff weren’t friends, and they had never spoken to each other before. Belle had nicked his number off his myspace page.

“I have a major crush on you, you’re every girls dream. I love staring at your masculine body. I have taken photos of you secretly, which I am deeply ashamed of, but the truth is I am absolutely in love with you. I have stuck the pictures on my mirror and I looked at them every single night, Geoff! You’re so irresistible. Geoff?” The phone started to beep. “Geoff...... he hung up on me”

“Well, no surprises there. Would you want to talk to a crazy chick like you?” Belle playfully slapped him on the shoulder. “My turn!” Belle sighed with relief; she was starting to dislike this game.

“Truth, dare, love, kiss, or torture” Belle asked adding a mysterious tone in her voice.

“Okay, I choose dare as well” Belle thought to herself, flashing a evil look at him.

“Okay, since you made me call Geoff, I dare you to call Miss Witcherson and tell her that the reason you keep failing English is because you’re in love with her and it’s so hard to you to concentrate in class, because you’re so consume by her beauty” Miss Witcherson was around the age of 60 and was the meanest teacher you could ever meet. She never let you talk in class, whispering was out of the question. She never helped you with your work.

“I hate you sooo much, you that Belle Taylor” he whispered in an angry tone.

“Miss Witcherson, is that you?” Aden replied as the old bat answered the phone.

“Aden Jefferies, what can I do for you?” she responded with a croaky voice.

“Miss, there’s something I’ve been meaning to tell you. I know I’m not exactly the A straight student and there is a good reason for that, you see I’ve in love with you. That’s the reason I’ve been failing in English. I can’t sleep, I can’t eat, all I can think about is how beautiful you look in your unfit that doesn’t match” There was a silence. Aden had assumed that she had hung up like Geoff. But no she was still on the line. “ADEN JEFFERIES WHEN I GET MY HANDS ON YOU, I SWEAR I’LL MAKE YOU WISH YOU WERE NEVER BORN BOY!” she yelled into the speaker very closely, the words were hardly recognizable as they sounded like gibberish “I love you to Miss!” Aden added trying not to let her hear Belle and Aden laughing. “MR. JEFFERIES! I will be reporting you to the principal and you will spend lunch time detention for the next couple of weeks! Totally unacceptable behaviour young man” Aden laughed this time he wanted the teacher to hear him “Ok miss, any excuse to spend more time with me” he ended the call.

“Oh that was classic! Brilliant!” Belle was on the ground laughing, tears beginning to form.

“Thank you, thank you very much!” Aden bowed. “Okay, my turn again” he smiled at Belle but then Belle heard a sound and looked at the zipper of the tent which allowed them to depart the tent. “Okay, last one. Then we should go to bed”

“Okay, what do you choose?” Aden asked quietly.

“Another dare, I don’t feel like being torture tonight” she giggled.

“Alright, I have this one dare in mind, and I understand if you don’t want to do it. It’s just I’m thirteen and I like this girl at school. I want to ask her out, and I want to be her boyfriend, but I’ve never kissed a girl before and I was kind of hoping I could practice on you to make sure I’m not a dud kisser” he said honestly, Belle wasn’t expecting this at all. She thought about it for a couple of seconds and then agreed.

“Alright, but this is my first kiss too. So you better make it good!” she emphasised. “Okay, ready.... Aden leaned in nervously, at first it took awhile for them to connect lips as they kept on titling their heads trying to figure out which direction they should begin. His lip pecked her bottom lip at first. He wasn’t sure if he should use his tongue just yet, so he didn’t. Belle ran her fingers through his hair which made Aden shiver inside. The kissed last for a little longer than it should have, Belle was enjoying this. Aden was a great kisser. “Aden” she pulled away from him wiping her lips with her hand. “Yeah” his eyes were still closed. “I think we should go to bed now” Aden opened his eyes and looked at her, his face was beginning to feel warm “Yeah, you’re right, it’s late. Good night” he quickly unzipped his sleeping bag and jumped in. “Night, Aden” Belle took her time getting into her sleeping bag, she felt confused. Why did he want to go to bed so quickly? I didn’t even have time to tell him if he was a good kisser or not.

Aden and Belle are now fourteen years old. Belle has been taking contemporary dance lessons, tonight was her concert. Nadia and Michael had agreed to travel together with Belle to see the concert as a family. It had been the first time in years the three of them had done something together. Belle felt so good inside.

“Come on, dad. We’ll be late!” Belle winged as her dad ran to the car trying to close an umbrella. It wasn’t an easy thing to do with all the wind.

“I’m so excited, you’re first dance concert!” Belle’s mum smiled at her in the car mirror.

“You’re going to be wonderful” Her dad said contentedly, he was seating in the front seat next to Nadia.

“Oh this damn rain, I can’t see a thing” Nadia rubbed the wind screen trying to clear the screen from the fogginess.

The road was slippy and dangerous; Nadia was taking care with her driving. “Couldn’t have picked a worse night to have the concert” Michael added stubbornly.

All of a sudden a car appeared out of nowhere, “Mum watch out!” Belle screamed.

[HAA Girl 08]

Good update! Can't wait to find out what happens next...

Update soon

[LAURZY!]

That was so cute!

Absolutely loved it!!

What happened at the end? Hope they weren't hurt!

Really looking forward to reading more

[Red Ranger 1]

Those phone calls were really funny.Great cliffhanger.

[Taniya_K]

Loved the game! Poor Geoff! And even more - poor Aden! But they were hilarious!

The ending! I hope they're ok! They have to be ok!

Cannot wait for more!

xoxo

[Symphony]

ha im starting to really like this fic; you're doing an awesome job with it. can't wait to read more

[Adelle2008]

I will update very soon.

[Adelle2008]

Chapter 4

The sounds of sirens and flashing lights fading in and out this is all Belle could remember that distressing night.

“Nurse, she’s conscious......clear.......one, two, three. Clear” These are the words she remembered as she fell in and out of consciousness.

“Mum?” Belle opened her eyes, squinting she looked over to her left shoulder; a old lady wearing a oxygen mask stared at her sympathetically. Belle closed her eyes once again biting her lip, wishing it was all a dream. She let out a deep breath, still with her eyes closed a tear managed to escape her tear duck and slid down the side of her cheek, wiping it away immediately with her left hand which was covered with a number of tubes and tape, Belle refused to show any sign of weakness.

“Belle, sweetheart can you squeeze my hand” The young doctor spoke in a friendly voice. Belle was awake but didn’t want to talk to anyone but her parents. “She must still be asleep” The doctor turned and faced a fellow co-worker. “I’ll check out you later, sweetie” The doctor brushed her hair out of her face cautiously, if Belle was indeed asleep then she didn’t want to wake her, as she would be awaking to some horrifying news.

“Can I go in?” Aden tugged on the nurses pants. As she looked down at the young blue eyes of Belle’s friend she smiled “Yes of course” The nurse opened the door and then closed it as Aden went in, she figured he would want some privacy.

“Belle?” he shook her hand. Belle remained asleep. “Belle, wake up!” Aden started to panic, his chest rose quicker and quicker. “Aden...?” she whispered as she opened one eye slowly. As Belle opened both her eyes and focused them on her best friend Aden couldn’t help but smile “Thank god you’re alright! You nearly gave me a heartache woman!” he joked. Aden’s state of happiness wasn’t as contagious as it use to be, Belle continued to portray a blank, drained expression on her face “Aden, where are my parents?” Aden’s smile disappeared as she questioned him, he just assumed the doctor or nurse would have told her by now “Belle, I’m......I’m so sorry..........They’re dead” he whispered. Belle bit her lip again this time it was much harder, “You’re such a liar! Get out now!” she screamed as loud as she could, this woke the old lady who had eventually fallen asleep “Belle” Aden grabbed her hand comfortingly but Belle just pulled away immediately “I SAID GET OUT I NEVER WANT TO SPEAK TO YOU AGAIN, YOU’RE THE ONE WHO TALKED ME INTO GOING TO THIS STUPID CONCERT AND NOW MY PARENTS ARE DEAD, BECAUSE OF YOU!!!!!” Belle cried as he left the room.

A week later the funeral was arranged and performed, Aden and his father attended although Belle didn’t make eye contact or speak with her friend. Belle had written a small speech she wanted to present, she stood up her heart pounding faster than usual, and her breath became shallow.

“Hello everyone, my name is Belle Taylor. I was the daughter of Nadia and Michael Taylor. I would firstly like to say how amazing my parents were despite their confrontations every now and then. They always showered me with love and supported me with everything, I will always remember that. My mum was my hero, she was always there for me when I needed her, and she was the spitting image of superwoman, nah just kidding. But I couldn’t have asked for a better mum. And I know mummy and daddy are in heaven now, safe and no longer suffering. I love you mum, I love you dad. I’ll miss you and I’ll never ever forget you.” There was a brief silence from the audience but a few of them felt the need to applaud Belle’s courage.

The closest family member was Belle’s uncle, John. Despite never meeting him before he gladly accepted the offer to look after Belle, an offer that the child protection services would later regret. At first glance John seemed like the perfect established man, good paying job, fancy house, well-liked by neighbours, however he was hiding an alter identity. For the first couple of weeks of living at Uncle John’s Belle felt safe and loved, after those twenty or thirty days things began to change, for the worse.

“Oi, B**h get down here and make me some lunch!” Uncle John would shout abuse to her. But shouting demands at Belle wasn’t the problem in the household. It was what happened at night. John was a non-smoker and non-drinker. “Coming” Belle’s heart raced, her hands would shake but once she faced the sickening man she had managed to take control of her nerves and was able to stop her hands from shaking. Aden and Belle were talking again but only now and then, their relationship wasn’t as close as it was previously. Belle dreaded night time, even though the door would be shut, even though she pretended to be asleep, hiding her face under the covers, every sense in her body was analysed by her brain.

He wouldn’t say a word in the five minute episode; he walked around to the side of her bed, sliding down the covers, and Belle her eyes are squinting as she tries to fool him into believing she is asleep. The act is performed and Belle is left frozen and unable to move, it seems as though her mind is completely blank with no words or messages being formed. She closes her eyes again once she knows he has gone to bed; it takes ten to twenty minutes for her to fall asleep fully. Belle decided to not to reveal the abuse to anyone, not even to Aden, in spite of him revealing that his father beat him.

Belle: If he hurts me, why do I still love him? If I tell anyone they will think I’m weak. I’m not a weak person! Uncle John is family; does that mean it’s wrong to love him despite what he does to me? I know it’s wrong to do, but maybe I deserved it? Did I provoke him? Maybe it’s the clothes I wear, too revealing? I have been going on for a year now; I’m fifteen and hadn’t had a boyfriend. I’m too frightened too. I’m fifteen and pregnant, and have no boyfriend how does that work?

Let me know what you thought of it.

[LAURZY!]

Belle!! awww thats so sad

I hope she talks to Aden about it

Brill update