Matt woke from his sleep as the heart monitor made a haunting beep, one that wasn't going to end. Bella's lips were blue, her skin was pale, much more pale than usual, Matt was stuck in his sitting position, he couldn't respond, all he could do was pray, in his mind, he was praying.
Please lord, don't let her die, she's my life, she's my life.
The lord did not seem to answer his prayers as the monitor continued to scream at him, he still had hold of her flimsy hand, it was lifeless and cold, he missed the warmth and soft touch. He missed how Bella would tremble a little with each touch he gave her, he missed everything about her.
The doctor's ran in but all he could do was stay stuck in that position until he was pushed out of the way, his vision was blurred, everything sounded miles away, he crouched on the floor and began to cry, he couldn't lose Bella.
Matt was in love with Bella.
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Beautiful, Bipolar, Bella.
Teen FictionBella Hanley was a sixteen year old with bipolar, her bipolar was brought on by an accident that happened when she was a child. She hasn't been out of the house in ten years, she lives with her brother due to the fact that her father chose to disown...
