So Bella passes out after seeing Edward and Eward is really shaken cos' he really wasn't expecting this. So Alice takes Bella upstairs and stays with her in her room. Bella is recovers and this is what happens.
"Alice, he's, what's he doing here? When I get my hands on him...uh! I dont care if I break my hand bởi trying to knock him out I just...Argh!" "C'mon Bella, I get how angry bạn are but then he'll know I told you," "Sorry Alice, but I really don't care right now anyway how could bạn do that to me, there must be a reason other than a Porsche'!" They rambled on and Edward was under the stairs...
I watched her sleep restlessly. She has been tossing and turning almost all night. I adjusted her bandaged arm and placed it over her stomach. I got up from the giường and went to sit on the rocking chair – in order to give her space. Give her không gian – that’s what I ought to do.
Immediately after I left her side, her hands searched for me.
“No…” she whimpered. Her eyes flew open. Her eyes searched for me in the dark. Panic written all over her face.
I thought she was already deeply asleep. I sighed.
I untangled myself in the graceful knot that Edward and I got in. Last night was 1 of the most amasing nights of my life and Edward wouldnt let me forget it. I looked around to see what happened to my night áo choàng and again it was in shreds on the ground. "Seriously Edward? how many gowns do bạn need to rip before bạn notice that I can't look sexy if bạn keep ripping everything i own." I nearlyshouted but i couldnt because Emmett and the rest of the family was at the Cullens house which was over a brook a quarter mile from here. And Renesmee was over there sleeping over with Alice she would...
Ok, this is my first time trying this nghề viết văn a story thing. I have enjoyed many peoples stories so I thought I might give it a try. Please be nice :)
This is my story:
My name is Emmett McCarty and I was born in Gatlinburg Tennessee in 1915. I am the youngest of a large, loud, hectic family, we live in a very small town on the outside of the Great Smokey Mountain National Park.
It was May 1935, and the great depression has been causing my family problems for almost 6 years now and when your family relies on farming to survive, plus the family is huge it means that everyone has to help. Even...