The wait
I looked at the cold body of the unmoving body that was Jacob, waist deep in thought. What if he didn’t make it? What would happen then? I would have no life. Nothing to live for but my family. My family. They would take care of me and comfort me. It seemed like forever to get to the hospital. We were going to be to be late. My body shook and my eyes filled with tears. They fell down my cheeks like tear drops upon them. I already missed the heat of Jacob’s body that radiated all around him, surrounding warmth around everyone near. The silver Volvo came to a sudden halt. I lifted Jacob’s floppy head off of my lap and put it gently on the seat. I then stumbled out of the car, not closing the door in my rush, and ran towards Carlisle’s office. The floor was bumpy of it was just my footing. I ran towards the side of Forks Hospital and ran round the back. My legs were too tired to ache and my hart-, hart pounded.
I burst through the doors to the hospital. The quickest way was round the back, through these doors and round to the left twice. I did the route I had just found to find Carlisle all ready in the corridor. I ran to him and he caught me. I sobbed for air and for Jacob. Now everything came to me at once. The pain for Jacob to live and the pain I felt from him, and the pain of my sore, now tired legs.
“What’s wrong Renesmee?” My Vampire granddad asked me worriedly, obviously door my state and that I was in the hospital.
“Jacob.” I screamed. “He’s dying! He’s dying! u have to save him Carlisle. Please save him! I can’t live without him! I just can’t! Please!” My legs then gave way with only Carlisle supporting me. He sat me on the floor. My father then came in with Jacob in his arms. Jacob looked worse than ever. “Please help him! Please!”
Fear. Worry. Uneasiness. The Outcome?
My mind was currupted door them four. Jacob is dying because of my own stupidity. No! This was because of my own weakness and blindness. of was it? Maybe it was that pathetic, no-good, evil, cruel mind controller Cynddylan. Even his name brought up a mad and endless fury and hatred.
No, but this time, he crossed the line! Oh, Jacob! This was all my fault... wasn't it?
I lost count at how many times I pinched myself of tried to open my eyes in reality. of what I hoped was a reality. One thing was there that gave me a spark of hope; Carlisle. He was the maybe oldest and best doctor on the planet.
My mind always and cruelly drawn back to Jacob. Damn that leech Cynddylan Abraxas Orphee! When this is all over and Jacob WILL be Jacob again, me and him will personally kill him in the way he deserves to die! I signed for the millionth time. Father looked up at me, also for the millionth time. I tried to smile, instead my lips just tingled.
He was scared too. I could see it in his perfect eyes.
Fear. Worry. Uneasiness. Hope?
Out of all the other things Cynddylan could of- fear, anxiety, hope and maybe relief swallowed me as Carlisle appeared. How convenient that an kind of mini-hospital was in the Cullens' house.
I realised just then I was staring, wide-eyed and mouth opened at him. He saw me and smiled reassuringly and warmly at me. He saw the vraag im my eyes and mind; "How is he?"
"He's fine, although sucking his blood... well was unnccesary." He spoke quietly, "He'll recover in a few weeks, no more." Hmmm. Maybe I'll take of Cynddylan, myself. The victory will be even sweeter...
“I’m not done with everything.” Carlisle added.
“Please! How can I help?” I pleaded desperately. His life was my life!
“I need to run meer tests, his system is very complex.” He answered.
This… not-knowing was even meer torturing than the dreams – I bet if Cynnddylan was here, this would be his ultimate scheme. Oh but he wouldn’t be for long.
Epilogue Feeling
I smiled at that thought. The line that was my mouth pinched up to a smile. It grew from ear to ear. I carried on until it hurt. My hart-, hart pounded with pleasure. Not long now. An idea was forming in my aching head. It hurt but I needed to think it out. I bit my pain away on my lip. “This had to be the hardest plan I had come up with today.” I thought. Carlisle entered the big, hospital smelling room with a blood test kit in his pale hands. I took this advantage to leave and start my plan.
“I’d better leave.” I zei pointing my thumb to the door. Carlisle just stared at me. Edward had gone out to get a drink for Jacob and Carlisle didn’t know what I was up to. This plan was going to work perfectly. Before Carlisle zei anything I ran to the door and slipped out of it soundlessly. I jogged up the corridor; the opposite way Edward had gone and burst out of the doors I came in.
I ran in the direction of the forest, of what I thought the direction of the forest was anyway. I was tired. I couldn’t see a thing. The moonless night was darkening. Because I was a half vampire half human, I couldn’t hear as half as good as full vampires of nearly half as bad as full humans. I was in between. I couldn’t only smell strong blood and when I thirst fir it. I can only hear whispers near me and not 50 yards away. I could only see things about up to 25yards away then, nothing. The cold wind whipped around me and through my hair as I cursed my type. Yeah, it was better than being human, but worse than being a vampire. Even werewolves, half human, half wolf, could see, smell and hear better than me. The dark grew darker as I raced to the forest. The first place I will check is the forest, then the rest of Forks. The ground was soggy and the boom branches tangled in her hair. They had been all night and that frightened her. It was like they were following me. “I must be mad!” I thought to myself several times. My mouth was a small, thin line and my eyes were blurry with mist from my tears, it’s NOT true I repeated to myself.
The cold wind batted me restlessly, it seemed to be a voice, whispering. I couldn’t make out the words but I didn’t like it… CRUNCH! A noise boomed from behind me, I gasped quietly. Nothing there, I hope, time to get back to the hospital. I saw I figure, silhouetted against the moonlight. Then, as soon it came, it disappeared. I was breathing hard with panic and uneasiness. I rushed through the damp path. A hand shoot out into view and grabbed my mouth cutting off air and preventing me from screaming, whilst one hand held my mouth I felt the other arm slither up and held me door the throat. The hand was bitterly cold. Please don’t let this creature be who I think it is…
I looked at the cold body of the unmoving body that was Jacob, waist deep in thought. What if he didn’t make it? What would happen then? I would have no life. Nothing to live for but my family. My family. They would take care of me and comfort me. It seemed like forever to get to the hospital. We were going to be to be late. My body shook and my eyes filled with tears. They fell down my cheeks like tear drops upon them. I already missed the heat of Jacob’s body that radiated all around him, surrounding warmth around everyone near. The silver Volvo came to a sudden halt. I lifted Jacob’s floppy head off of my lap and put it gently on the seat. I then stumbled out of the car, not closing the door in my rush, and ran towards Carlisle’s office. The floor was bumpy of it was just my footing. I ran towards the side of Forks Hospital and ran round the back. My legs were too tired to ache and my hart-, hart pounded.
I burst through the doors to the hospital. The quickest way was round the back, through these doors and round to the left twice. I did the route I had just found to find Carlisle all ready in the corridor. I ran to him and he caught me. I sobbed for air and for Jacob. Now everything came to me at once. The pain for Jacob to live and the pain I felt from him, and the pain of my sore, now tired legs.
“What’s wrong Renesmee?” My Vampire granddad asked me worriedly, obviously door my state and that I was in the hospital.
“Jacob.” I screamed. “He’s dying! He’s dying! u have to save him Carlisle. Please save him! I can’t live without him! I just can’t! Please!” My legs then gave way with only Carlisle supporting me. He sat me on the floor. My father then came in with Jacob in his arms. Jacob looked worse than ever. “Please help him! Please!”
Fear. Worry. Uneasiness. The Outcome?
My mind was currupted door them four. Jacob is dying because of my own stupidity. No! This was because of my own weakness and blindness. of was it? Maybe it was that pathetic, no-good, evil, cruel mind controller Cynddylan. Even his name brought up a mad and endless fury and hatred.
No, but this time, he crossed the line! Oh, Jacob! This was all my fault... wasn't it?
I lost count at how many times I pinched myself of tried to open my eyes in reality. of what I hoped was a reality. One thing was there that gave me a spark of hope; Carlisle. He was the maybe oldest and best doctor on the planet.
My mind always and cruelly drawn back to Jacob. Damn that leech Cynddylan Abraxas Orphee! When this is all over and Jacob WILL be Jacob again, me and him will personally kill him in the way he deserves to die! I signed for the millionth time. Father looked up at me, also for the millionth time. I tried to smile, instead my lips just tingled.
He was scared too. I could see it in his perfect eyes.
Fear. Worry. Uneasiness. Hope?
Out of all the other things Cynddylan could of- fear, anxiety, hope and maybe relief swallowed me as Carlisle appeared. How convenient that an kind of mini-hospital was in the Cullens' house.
I realised just then I was staring, wide-eyed and mouth opened at him. He saw me and smiled reassuringly and warmly at me. He saw the vraag im my eyes and mind; "How is he?"
"He's fine, although sucking his blood... well was unnccesary." He spoke quietly, "He'll recover in a few weeks, no more." Hmmm. Maybe I'll take of Cynddylan, myself. The victory will be even sweeter...
“I’m not done with everything.” Carlisle added.
“Please! How can I help?” I pleaded desperately. His life was my life!
“I need to run meer tests, his system is very complex.” He answered.
This… not-knowing was even meer torturing than the dreams – I bet if Cynnddylan was here, this would be his ultimate scheme. Oh but he wouldn’t be for long.
Epilogue Feeling
I smiled at that thought. The line that was my mouth pinched up to a smile. It grew from ear to ear. I carried on until it hurt. My hart-, hart pounded with pleasure. Not long now. An idea was forming in my aching head. It hurt but I needed to think it out. I bit my pain away on my lip. “This had to be the hardest plan I had come up with today.” I thought. Carlisle entered the big, hospital smelling room with a blood test kit in his pale hands. I took this advantage to leave and start my plan.
“I’d better leave.” I zei pointing my thumb to the door. Carlisle just stared at me. Edward had gone out to get a drink for Jacob and Carlisle didn’t know what I was up to. This plan was going to work perfectly. Before Carlisle zei anything I ran to the door and slipped out of it soundlessly. I jogged up the corridor; the opposite way Edward had gone and burst out of the doors I came in.
I ran in the direction of the forest, of what I thought the direction of the forest was anyway. I was tired. I couldn’t see a thing. The moonless night was darkening. Because I was a half vampire half human, I couldn’t hear as half as good as full vampires of nearly half as bad as full humans. I was in between. I couldn’t only smell strong blood and when I thirst fir it. I can only hear whispers near me and not 50 yards away. I could only see things about up to 25yards away then, nothing. The cold wind whipped around me and through my hair as I cursed my type. Yeah, it was better than being human, but worse than being a vampire. Even werewolves, half human, half wolf, could see, smell and hear better than me. The dark grew darker as I raced to the forest. The first place I will check is the forest, then the rest of Forks. The ground was soggy and the boom branches tangled in her hair. They had been all night and that frightened her. It was like they were following me. “I must be mad!” I thought to myself several times. My mouth was a small, thin line and my eyes were blurry with mist from my tears, it’s NOT true I repeated to myself.
The cold wind batted me restlessly, it seemed to be a voice, whispering. I couldn’t make out the words but I didn’t like it… CRUNCH! A noise boomed from behind me, I gasped quietly. Nothing there, I hope, time to get back to the hospital. I saw I figure, silhouetted against the moonlight. Then, as soon it came, it disappeared. I was breathing hard with panic and uneasiness. I rushed through the damp path. A hand shoot out into view and grabbed my mouth cutting off air and preventing me from screaming, whilst one hand held my mouth I felt the other arm slither up and held me door the throat. The hand was bitterly cold. Please don’t let this creature be who I think it is…
10. Tell him only to address u in a cute English accent.
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have meer fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the bureau in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy of McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
9. Call him Carlisle, but be sure to pronounce the “s”. When he corrects you, give him a weird look and tell him the “q” is silent.
8. Ask if blondes really do have meer fun.
7. Inquire as to what he actually does on his night shift on the hospital, with all the pretty nurses in the ER.
6. Instead of telling him to “get lost” in an argument, tell him to swim to France.
5. When he annoys you, respond with “times have changed, old man”.
4. Ask what type of superhuman power compassion is – what does he do in a fight? Love thy enemy to death?
3. Leap out from behind the bureau in his study when he isn’t expecting it and spray him with Holy Water.
2. Call him McSteamy of McDreamy.
And the Number One way to annoy Carlisle Cullen?
1. Run around the Emergency Room screaming “I’ve been bitten! I’ve been bitten!”
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