Author: Child-Of-God13 PM
Bella has watched all her life. Watched from a window. With HSAN you can't do anything else. So what happens when a coincidence brings this hidden next door neighbor of the Cullens into the light? Can they help her and her blind mother? And love? BxERated: Fiction T - English - Tragedy/Romance - Chapters: 15 - Words: 19,812 - Reviews: 447 - Favs: 170 - Follows: 246 - Updated: 03-10-10 - Published: 05-02-08 - id: 4233060
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Everyday, from the time I was four months until I turned seventeen, I sat at this window and watched.
I watched birds, trees, and bugs. I watched the wind, the snow, and the rain.
At, least, until a couple of years ago I did. Since then, I've watched vampires play.
The vampires assumed that this shack was empty; holding nothing more than a skeleton of the human that once lived here. They were wrong. This shack was home to my blind mother and I, forced to stay inside for eternity.
Hereditary Sensory and Autonomic Neuropathy, Type IV. The seven words that ruined my freedom, my life, and my parent's marriage. The reason I was here. I mean, you know there's something wrong with your child when she doesn't even cry when she's getting shots.
HSAN is four very long words for your-nerve-endings-are-dull-and-you-can't-feel-pain, and your-body-can't-regulate-your-temperature-so-if-you-get-too-hot-or-go-in-to-the-sun-you-could-die. In short, I stay inside, and have done so my whole life.
My body can't regulate its temperature, and it won't know if I get too hot. If I do, I could die within the time span of an hour. In other words, I have never been outside.
The weather is unpredictable, which is why I am unable to move from this shack.
Every month my mother, being blind and all, receives a check from the government. It's a small amount, but that's okay, because we don't have many bills. Lighting and heat is not needed; the light would only heat my body up. So all we need is food, water, and air conditioning. Clothes are not needed.
I usually live in a sports bra and polyester shorts; the safest, coolest outfit possible. I never leave the house and my mother is blind, so no one ever sees me.
Our groceries are ordered and delivered once a month; the same order every single month.
I do not go to school. How could I? The district doesn't require air conditioning rooms to fifty-nine degrees Fahrenheit. I had instead learned everything I knew from the ten books I received every Christmas from my Father.
I guess that bring mw to our neighbors, the unusual Cullen's.
The Cullen's are vampires. I know because normal people don't walk that fast, sparkle in the sun, look that beautiful, nor attack rabbits in the front yard. I also know that normal humans cannot run so fast that they look like blurs, and neither do they stay outside all night without ever seeming to get tired.
I have watched them for so long I know them all by name and what they are like.
Carlisle, the "father" figure, is a doctor. I see how he comes home with his medical bag everyday, and clothed in a bleached lab coat.
Esme is the mother like figure and I know she is very loving, even for a vampire. She is also Carlisle's mate, and it's obvious how much they love each other.
Edward is a mind reader. He's always complaining to the others 'stop thinking about that' or 'why are you blocking me,' so what else could he be? He is also the only one without a mate, and I must admit, he is quite good looking, not that I have much to compare him with. But even against his two 'brothers,' he is the most handsome. He is also the youngest, best as I can tell.
Alice is some kind of vision-seer. She will always go into these trance-like states then explains what she "saw" and such. I also know she is a shopaholic by the amount of bags she returns with every Saturday afternoon.
Jasper, Alice's empathic mate. I often observe the whole family wrestling and messing around on the front lawn. I look intently at their faces, watching from time to time as they go from happy to angry in almost point five seconds flat. I know it's him, because he always remains unaffected, while the rest are angry and attacking each other, he'll be just standing there. I also know that Jasper has the most trouble with the animal diet the Cullen's are on; after all, he was the one who attacked poor little Thumper that one day. He also seems to have trouble whenever the mailman comes around, hence the rabbit killing I witnessed.
Emmett is the huge one, and he always wins. Beyond that, there is nothing much to say; I'm sure you understand.
Rosalie is Emmett's mate, and by far the most beautiful woman to walk the earth. She may be vain, but she is gorgeous.
Sometimes I open the window, so that I can hear bits of their conversation. The shack is small, two stories, with a single bedroom. We are only ten yards from their beautiful house, but they never seem to notice. Well, I must say, that sometimes when I open the window, they glance this way, then grumble about 'Carlisle needs to go clean that' and such.
This house is not ours. It belongs completely to the Cullens, we've just been living here a long time. It's on their property, but we've continued living here because they have never asked us to leave.
My mother is not old, though looks may be deceiving. When my mother contracted Scarlet Fever that settled in her eyes, I think she pretty much lost hope. She now sits in the rocking chair downstairs. Not moving, not talking, and leaving me to my lonely self.
The nice thing about Forks, however, is the weather is rainy more often than not. This way, I at least have the small pleasure of opening the window.
My window is the portal to the world. Something I am free to observe but never touch. Nope, never.
I have watched the birds.
I have watched the trees.
I have watched the Cullens.
And I have watched the Cullens being watched.
Every once in a while, in no distinct pattern or schedule, a woman will be in the bushes. A woman with red hair, so vibrant, it could be a stoplight. Her skin is pale, much in comparison to the Cullens and I, but still covered in freckles.
Occasionally the woman is not there, but there is always a man in her place. A man with clean features, covered by what I assume is blonde hair, but it is hard to tell because he is not there as often as the woman is.
The Cullens skin sparkles in the sun, as I watch on longingly. My skin is so pale, from never seeing the light of day, that I would fit right in. Then again, I wouldn't. I wish I could go run around, but I can't.
I wonder why they never notice my mother or me. I know there is something different about us. Vampires cannot find us. Either that, or they are pretending that we are not here. I'm leaning towards the first, but you can never be sure.
The delievery guy always comes while the younger vampires are at school, Carlisle is always at work, and Esme at her monthly gardening meetings. It's odd, how none of them have ever come to investigate or explore, but I'm sure our peace won't last forever.
I sigh, and turn back to my window to watch.
Watching is the only thing I am good for.
The only thing.
AN: let me know what you think!!
Now a lot of you are thinking I've bit off more than I can chew, and I probably have. I can't help it, when I have an idea, there's no stopping me.
Now, no updates until Monday or later. My speech reading is Sunday, in front of close to a thousand people, so as you can imagine, I am totally freaking out.