xknomex Posted February 1, 2009 Report Posted February 1, 2009 Aden take the friendship!!!!!!!!! Poor Belle for losing her brother, I really hope Aden can help her.. Update soon xxxx
~Zoe~ Posted February 1, 2009 Report Posted February 1, 2009 That was a good chapter Lily, Aden should take the friendship, that was sad for Belle losing her brother. Update soon x
adellejefferiesxox Posted February 1, 2009 Report Posted February 1, 2009 Didn't anyone enjoy a drunk Belle *sad face* LOL.
Taniya_K Posted February 1, 2009 Report Posted February 1, 2009 I loved drunk Belle! Esp her comment about why things should be blue like Aden's eyes Cannot wait for more! Chance of an update soon? xoxo
LAURZY! Posted February 1, 2009 Report Posted February 1, 2009 Yeah, i totally loved drunk Belle!! especially the bit about Aden's eyes!
yaflaminmongrel Posted February 2, 2009 Report Posted February 2, 2009 I'm sitting up watching te Superbowl with my boyfriend - any chance of an update tonight, or should I put down the computer??? I am loving this story, and did really like Drunk Belle. As someone else has said, the 'blue eyes' comments were inspired. I think Aden will take the opportunity of the friendship, and then he can make his moves !!
adellejefferiesxox Posted February 2, 2009 Report Posted February 2, 2009 Awww, you guys are so sweet. I'll start writing a new chapter now hehe! Yeah Todd *cough* Aden has beautful blue eyes
adellejefferiesxox Posted February 2, 2009 Report Posted February 2, 2009 Warning: References to self-harm Chapter 4 The blade sliced her skin, the cuts getting deeper each strike, blood dripping down her arm her eyes red roar from crying. For the first time in weeks she had left relaxed, the physical pain seemed to be releasing the emotional pain inside of her. âDarl, will you be much longer in the bathroom?â Irene called as she waited outside the bathroom door. âAh nahâ Belle said using her usual cheerful tone, convincing Irene that it was a regular visit to the bathroom. Wiping the blood of the basin with toilet paper and then flushing it down the toilet, rinsing her wound under the tap she quickly tidy up her bloody mess, placing a bandage across the wound Belle tugged her long sleeve shirt over her injury. âSorry Ireneâ Belle smiled casually as she left the room. Irene didnât suspect a thing; itâs funny how things in the family home can go unnoticed when they seemed to be right under your nose. It had been a few days or so since Belle and Aden had spoken, Aden hadnât given Belle a definite answer, whether he wanted to form a friendship. At the point in time Belle couldnât care less, she was had enough problems of her own. Although there were moments during the day where she wished she could cuddle up to his warm, soothing body. It seemed any sharp object around the house was suddenly highlighted in the house, Belle took a lot more notice of how many pairs of scissors in the house, how many knifes left in the drawer. This is wrong, Iâm hurting myself I shouldnât be doing this! It feels so good, I canât stop, and I really need help. I donât want peopleâs help, somebody help me. âHiâ Belle said quietly, reaching for her apron. âMmâ Aden managed to say. âThereâs a lot of people here tonightâ Belle pretended to laugh. âYeahâ Aden mumbled. âWhat is your problem?â Belle finally snapped. âMy problem? I donât have a problemâ Aden addressed her, then turned back scrubbing the plate in his hand harder. âIf you scrub that plate any harder youâre gonna break itâ Belle said grumpily. Aden hissed back âI thought you were the one who told me I couldnât wash a plate properly, now Iâm making an effort and you just bite my head offâ. Belle crossed her arms âYouâre acting so childish, how about you grow up for a changeâ she picked up two plates of cinnamon toast and a nest of chips and nuggets. Two hours of nudging each other and an everlasting silence between them Belle went back into the kitchen as Aden prepared a chicken and salad sandwich âItâs getting pretty quite out there, I think I might close upâ Aden nodded, facing his back at her. âActually, why donât you go, Iâll do it myselfâ Aden told her âAden, you did you last week. Iâll do itâ Aden turned around âKnock, knock Belle. Whoâs there, Xavier. Xavier who? Xavier your breath Iâm not leavingâ Belle bit her lip and decided it was best for her to leave âByeâ she mumbled under her breath. Walking home alone, Belle never felt afraid of walking in the darkness late at night, despite the risk of being assaulted. When she arrived home Geoff and Annie were busily doing their homework, Irene had already fallen asleep on the account of she had to be up early in the morning for a doctorâs appointment. Belle took a deep breath, looking at the kitchen deciding whether to make a tea to calm her nerves Belle immediately decided to go to the bathroom instead. âArr, ouchâ The razor blade trailed across her waist creating a beetroot red line. âOuch, stop Belle, stop this. But it feels so much better than feeling this intense anger and guilt inside of meâ Belle told herself as she leaned over the sink, breathing heavy gasping for breath, she was close to throwing up. Her tears slid down the left side of her cheek, wiping it away quickly accidently using her bloody waist the blood made its mark on her cheek, scrubbing it off her a clean white washer Belle could see what she was doing, and how damaging it was. Upset over Belleâs rejection, Aden decide d to drown his sorrows with the substance of alcohol. Bed finally managed to close her eyes after minutes of balling her eyes out. âCome back, please, come backâ Belle pulled her pillow tightly towards her body, drifting off to sleep a noise from outside woke her, looking over at the window there was nothing, slowly closing her eyes. Seconds later there was a knock at her window, was she just imagining it? âVaughn?â Belle called out, hoping it was her brother. âOuchâ a familiar voice climbed through her window, stumbling across the room and then eventually falling onto Belleâs bed âAden?â Belle quickly switched her bed side lamp on. âWhat are you doing in my room?â Aden mumbled something which she couldnât make out âHave you been drinking?â Belle shook him trying to wake him up. âNo, I havenâtâ Aden said almost sounding like a little boy. âBelle, knock, knockâ Aden mumbled with her blanket blocking the volume of his voice. âWhat Aden?â Belle asked, tired of listening to his constant jokes. âNO, youâre supposed to say, whoâs thereâ Aden winged. âFine Aden, whoâs thereâ Belle snapped, trying to keep her voice down. âNo, Adenâs not there. Say whoâs thereâ Belle rolled her eyes. âWhoâs there?â She asked again. âJimmyâ he said yawning, âJimmy, who?â she asked going along with his stupid joke. âJimmy, a little kiss on the cheek, Belleâ he said falling asleep. By morning Aden and Belle were lying side by side in her bed. The clock read 7:13am; Aden awoke slowly refocusing his eyes, adjusting to the bright light. Aden had completely forgotten climbing into her bed last night, expecting to wake in his own bed Aden head jolted back with a fright Belle had never been so close her before. Sleeping peacefully Aden smiled, sliding his soft hand down her face, stroking it calmly, her chest rising then lowering with every breath this was the most beautiful image he had ever witnessed before. Observing her for a few minutes or so Aden looked down at her sleeve on her arm; a spot of red was stained on it, rolling it up to have a look. Adenâs eyes widened with fear âoh my godâ he whispered. âMmmâ Belle mumbled shifting her body slightly, then opening her eye lids. âAden? What are you doing?â Belle instinctively pulled her hand away, shamed by her cuts âWhat have you done to yourself?â he asked anxiously. âNothing Aden, get out!â Belle shouted, however it wasnât louder enough to be heard upstairs, where Geoff, Annie and Irene were asleep. âBelle, why are you cutting yourself?â Aden asked again, not taking no for an answer. âJust get out of my room nowâ she hoped up pulling him by the arm forcing him to get out, however he was to strong for her. âLook I know youâre in pain. But this isnât the way to handle itâ Aden said in a very serious manner. âLook you asked you, what would you even know about pain anyway...â Belle continued to tug his hand. âTrust me pain is something I understand, but I hate seeing you like this Belle. You shouldnât be doing this to yourselfâ âAden I donât care, I canât deal with this pain anymore. I need something to take the pain awayâ âThen let me take your pain anyway, letâs be together Belleâ âI told you I want a friendship thatâs allâ Belle argued refusing to give into temptation. Aden could see the fear in her eyes, fearing of getting hurt, âFine, how about we take it slowly?â Belle shook her head, âAden, thatâs not part of the dealâ âBelle, you need me. And I need youâ he said hoping the message would sink in. âAden...â Aden raised his hand and placed it onto the side of her face, âIâm going to kiss you now, if you pull away Iâll understand and that will just prove to me that youâre serious about a friendship, but if you kiss me back it means you want meâ âGet over yourselfâ she whispered staring at his lips. âNo, youâ Aden laughed, pressing his lips against hers. After pashing for a couple of minutes Belle pulled away âSee, this feels way better than slicing yourself with razor bladesâ âYeah, feels so betterâ Belle smiled, kissing him once more. Not sure about this chapter, sorry its so short. Hoping you guys like it. Please comment xx.
Red Ranger 1 Posted February 2, 2009 Report Posted February 2, 2009 Really shocked about Belle hurting herself like that.But turns out Aden can cure anything... Looking forward to the next chapter.
Inactive User Posted February 2, 2009 Report Posted February 2, 2009 Whoa can't believe Belle should do that to herself! :o Hope she will let Aden help her and get help for herself. Update soon
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