An Imploding Star

Chapter Two

She wasn't finding anything that spiked her interest, but she was proud of herself for looking none the less. Soon enough she was bored, and about ready to do something else. Luckily for her, this was the exact moment she heard the key turn in the lock. Sam was home. She knew of one thing she could do to stop her boredom. She stood up from her bed and crept over to the door, standing beside it, she remained as quiet as physically possible. 

"Bella, I'm home, I met this guy. He seemed cool, you know, was nice to talk to someone other than you for once. I'm kidding. Bells? You there? Hey, sorry, I was joking! I didn't mean to up-"

"Ahhhhhhhh" Isabella screamed as he walked through the doorway into her room. 

"Jesus Bella! You could have given me a heart attack!" he responded, trying to get his breath back.

"hehe, sorry, I'm just bored! Let's not lie, you're a pretty easy target, you know, being the only other person in the apartment." She said defending herself.

"Whatever Bella, you've been stuck in the apartment for a month, and that's the best you could come up with? I'm going to get you back, regardless. But that was weak, you know, for a month of being in here. I could come up with better in less than an hour" he remarked smugly.

"Alright Sam. Get thinking you loser!" She mocked him lovingly.

"Alright, I'll think, but I have to go to work, so maybe I'll get you back later, you know, when you least expect it!"

With that he walked off chuckling to himself, got ready for his day, and went through to the kitchen to make himself lunch to take with him to work. 

"Bells, I'm off! Do you need anything while I'm out?" 

"Giving up that easily, Wilson? Nah I'm good, the satisfaction of knowing I won this little spat is good enough for me" she replied smugly

"Keep dreaming Johnson. I will come back harder! You won't know what hit you!" he responded confidently. "I'll see you after work, okay?"

"okay Sam, see you later! I'll be here, waiting. It's not like I can go anywhere, is it" she replied glumly

With that, Sam left for work, leaving Isabella alone in the apartment. She had no idea what she was going to do with her day. The only thing she knew was that she only had a mere number of hours left until she was allowed out of the apartment. She knew she could wake up tomorrow and leave. Sam had arranged to take the day off work, so they could spend the day exploring the world outside. 

Until then, she was going to have to find something to do in this apartment. Since she had been stuck in her room for a month, she had become bored of everything inside it. The paint colour, the bed sheets, the decor. Still thinking about everything that had happened that morning, she grabbed her laptop and began looking for new paint and decor for her room. About an hour later she was done ordering, and was once again bored. 

She wondered into the kitchen to make herself some lunch, she wasn't much of a chef, so opted for some macaroni cheese. She began thinking about her dream again. His face had been etched her mind since the previous night. She was thinking back to that day, the day the bomb went off. 

Suddenly things started to become clearer, she walked into the office, and sat down to try and gain intel, she turned on the computer and it went straight onto a static screen. suddenly a man on the computer started talking, he knew who she was instantly. 

"Petty Officer Isabella Johnson, you rose through the ranks very quickly for your age didn't you?"

"Why do you know who I am? Who are you? Why are you taking control of the Navy?" Isabella had asked