*Just The Girl*
Chapter 3: She's A Mystery. She's Too Much For Me
Embry fell to knees by my side. The second his skin touched mine, the pain in my chest vanished. I gasped, my body reacting to the disappearance of the strange pain. Embry stared at me, his expression one of a dying man. It was painful to look at.
"Kris, what's wrong? Please tell me," he begged.
I took a few deep breaths, waiting for the pain to come back. But it didn't. I finally answered him. "I don't know. There was this strange pain in my chest, like, right over my heart. But the second y-...well, it's gone now." I decided not to put in the part that when he touched me, the pain was gone. I didn't think it was necessary.
"Are you alright now? Is there anything I can do?"
I shook my head. "I'm fine now. I just think I need to lay down," I admitted.
Embry nodded and lifted me in his muscled arms. He lay me gently on the bed, his face inches from mine. But, this time he didn't lean in; instead, he leaned away. "Um, I think I should go now."
My face fell and I looked away. The next thing I heard was the sound of my window closing.
EPOV
Did that really just happen? Just before I could leave, she practically begged me to stay. She never does that. Usually, she's the one kicking me out!
Then, when she fell down on the ground, clutching her chest, I felt my heart stop...literally. Was she in that much pain?...Did she need a doctor?....Was she dying? I didn't know which question to ask. I just fell down onto my knees next to her, worry coating every word that came out of my mouth.
It scared me to think that she could be hurt...or worse: die. I wouldn't be able to survive if she did.
But for her to want me to stay...now that was a mystery. This girl confused the hell out of me. It was just too much.