I đã đưa ý kiến I wasn't going to write anymore today...well I think I đã đưa ý kiến I wasn't going to write at all today. Well here I am nghề viết văn the tiếp theo Emmett story. Thanks to everyone who loves this as much as I do. FYI there won't be anything new probably until Friday, have to work. Thanks guys/gals, oh and special thanks to TwilightGGlost, bạn helped me decide to write this...hope people like...please comment!!
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I managed to open my mouth and when I did a scream escaped. It was the sound that had been building through the fire, to the pins and now to the numbness that was taking over my whole being.
I heard feet running up the stairs. I wasn't sure who it was, and at that point I didn't care. I was trying to gasp for breath, the screams escaping every time I opened my mouth. It was so much worse then the chịu, gấu attacking.
"What happened?!" The first male voice asked.
"I don't know, he opened his eye and looked around and I think he saw Esme and I. Then he took a breath and started screaming. What is happening Carlisle!?" The voice asked in a paniced tone.
"I need to check him, please Esme will bạn take Rose out. Rosalie no arguing bạn need to eat, be strong my dear. I will take care of him untl bạn return." He đã đưa ý kiến fatherly.
I didn't want her to leave, I didn't know how much long I could handle this. I wanted to die, I know I told her I would hold on for her but at that moment all I wanted to do was die.
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I laid there hoping, praying, begging that I would die. I just wanted the pain to stop! I had been suffering for, well I wasn't sure how long cách đây I was attacked bởi the chịu, gấu but I knew that I was tired of the pain and the fight.
I heard soft footsteps bởi the giường and someone moved close enough that I could smell them. I wanted to know who it was but was afraid of what would happen if I opened my eye again.
"Please, bạn have done so well. It's almost done, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." The Angel sobbed bởi my head. I felt gentle pressure on my head and wanted to look and see what it was on my forehead but I couldn't find the muscles to open my eye.
"Rose, please. I need to check him, go eat. He will not be going anywhere the change is nearly done. Please go eat, bạn need to be strong." The person I indentified as the doctor asked her quietly.
"Yeah Rose, get out. bạn aren't helping anything. Go with Esme and do something helpfull." Another voice said.
I wasn't sure who that was but I suddenly did not like him at all. Who did he think he was to talk to her like that!? I wanted to get off the bàn and teach him some manners but since I was numb and still felt like I had a an toàn, két an toàn on me I couldn't get up.
"Enough Edward. Please Rose, I will send Edward if anything changes." The doctor asked sounding weary.
I heard two sets of feet walk out of the room, I wasn't sure who left but was still very angry with this "Edward" person that I spent some time thinking of ways to hurt him.
I was thinking of hitting him square in the face, of wrestling him to the ground. I fought a chịu, gấu for goodness sake how bad could one guy be?
"Emmett? My name is Carlise, I don't know if bạn can hear me hoặc not right now. If bạn can I just wanted bạn to know that I am going to check bạn over. I also wanted to let bạn know that this will be done soon. I would explain thêm but I can't until this is finished." His voice sounded almost sad when he đã đưa ý kiến the end part.
I felt someone poking at my body, ice cold hands ran up my chest where the chịu, gấu claw ripped my chest open. The hands moved down to my wrist and stayed there feeling for something.
"Anything?" Edwards voice asked. His voice was like nails on a chalk board, it was a voice I wouldn't forgett.
"No, his wounds are healed. His pulse is fast, faster then it was when Rosalie brought him here." He said.
"So it's almost done?" Edward asked.
"Yes, it should be finished bởi tomorrow." The doctor đã đưa ý kiến as he lifted my arm off the bàn and dropped it to my side.
My arm dropped back to the giường and I began to wonder why he needed to do that. My arm was numb and felt like a brick, it could be broken so why would he pick it up and drop it like that?
I began to wonder about what he đã đưa ý kiến at the end. What did he mean bởi it should be finished bởi tomorrow. Did he mean I would be dead? Did he mean that I would never wake up, that I would never see my family, that I would never see the face of my saving angel?
I managed to find the muscles and opened my eye again, I looked around and saw a blond man with a gentle face sitting in the chair bởi my bed. I looked around and saw another man, this one young. He looked like he was younger then me, I figured that this must be "Ed" because he looked too young to be her father, let alone a doctor.
My anger began to boil up to the surface again and I found myself opening my mouth to tell him a few choice words.
When I did I instantly began screaming again. I tried to stop, but my mouth would not close. The screams felt like they had been building inside me and I couldn't contain them any more.
The doctor stood up and moved so he was infront of my face.
"Emmett! EMMETT!!!" He yelled hoping to break me of the sceaming fit.
He yelled my name a few thêm times without me responding. I was trying, but I was not in control of my body anymore.
I laid there sceaming as loud as I could when I saw Edward walk into my view.
"I'm sorry Emmett." Was all he said.
I saw the shadow of a hand and then I don't remember anything.
Last time:
I managed to open my mouth and when I did a scream escaped. It was the sound that had been building through the fire, to the pins and now to the numbness that was taking over my whole being.
I heard feet running up the stairs. I wasn't sure who it was, and at that point I didn't care. I was trying to gasp for breath, the screams escaping every time I opened my mouth. It was so much worse then the chịu, gấu attacking.
"What happened?!" The first male voice asked.
"I don't know, he opened his eye and looked around and I think he saw Esme and I. Then he took a breath and started screaming. What is happening Carlisle!?" The voice asked in a paniced tone.
"I need to check him, please Esme will bạn take Rose out. Rosalie no arguing bạn need to eat, be strong my dear. I will take care of him untl bạn return." He đã đưa ý kiến fatherly.
I didn't want her to leave, I didn't know how much long I could handle this. I wanted to die, I know I told her I would hold on for her but at that moment all I wanted to do was die.
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I laid there hoping, praying, begging that I would die. I just wanted the pain to stop! I had been suffering for, well I wasn't sure how long cách đây I was attacked bởi the chịu, gấu but I knew that I was tired of the pain and the fight.
I heard soft footsteps bởi the giường and someone moved close enough that I could smell them. I wanted to know who it was but was afraid of what would happen if I opened my eye again.
"Please, bạn have done so well. It's almost done, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." The Angel sobbed bởi my head. I felt gentle pressure on my head and wanted to look and see what it was on my forehead but I couldn't find the muscles to open my eye.
"Rose, please. I need to check him, go eat. He will not be going anywhere the change is nearly done. Please go eat, bạn need to be strong." The person I indentified as the doctor asked her quietly.
"Yeah Rose, get out. bạn aren't helping anything. Go with Esme and do something helpfull." Another voice said.
I wasn't sure who that was but I suddenly did not like him at all. Who did he think he was to talk to her like that!? I wanted to get off the bàn and teach him some manners but since I was numb and still felt like I had a an toàn, két an toàn on me I couldn't get up.
"Enough Edward. Please Rose, I will send Edward if anything changes." The doctor asked sounding weary.
I heard two sets of feet walk out of the room, I wasn't sure who left but was still very angry with this "Edward" person that I spent some time thinking of ways to hurt him.
I was thinking of hitting him square in the face, of wrestling him to the ground. I fought a chịu, gấu for goodness sake how bad could one guy be?
"Emmett? My name is Carlise, I don't know if bạn can hear me hoặc not right now. If bạn can I just wanted bạn to know that I am going to check bạn over. I also wanted to let bạn know that this will be done soon. I would explain thêm but I can't until this is finished." His voice sounded almost sad when he đã đưa ý kiến the end part.
I felt someone poking at my body, ice cold hands ran up my chest where the chịu, gấu claw ripped my chest open. The hands moved down to my wrist and stayed there feeling for something.
"Anything?" Edwards voice asked. His voice was like nails on a chalk board, it was a voice I wouldn't forgett.
"No, his wounds are healed. His pulse is fast, faster then it was when Rosalie brought him here." He said.
"So it's almost done?" Edward asked.
"Yes, it should be finished bởi tomorrow." The doctor đã đưa ý kiến as he lifted my arm off the bàn and dropped it to my side.
My arm dropped back to the giường and I began to wonder why he needed to do that. My arm was numb and felt like a brick, it could be broken so why would he pick it up and drop it like that?
I began to wonder about what he đã đưa ý kiến at the end. What did he mean bởi it should be finished bởi tomorrow. Did he mean I would be dead? Did he mean that I would never wake up, that I would never see my family, that I would never see the face of my saving angel?
I managed to find the muscles and opened my eye again, I looked around and saw a blond man with a gentle face sitting in the chair bởi my bed. I looked around and saw another man, this one young. He looked like he was younger then me, I figured that this must be "Ed" because he looked too young to be her father, let alone a doctor.
My anger began to boil up to the surface again and I found myself opening my mouth to tell him a few choice words.
When I did I instantly began screaming again. I tried to stop, but my mouth would not close. The screams felt like they had been building inside me and I couldn't contain them any more.
The doctor stood up and moved so he was infront of my face.
"Emmett! EMMETT!!!" He yelled hoping to break me of the sceaming fit.
He yelled my name a few thêm times without me responding. I was trying, but I was not in control of my body anymore.
I laid there sceaming as loud as I could when I saw Edward walk into my view.
"I'm sorry Emmett." Was all he said.
I saw the shadow of a hand and then I don't remember anything.
