If I
Should die
Before
I wake,
Its cause
You took
My breath
Away.
Losing you is like living in a world with no air

I'm here,
Alone,
Didn't want
To leave.
My heart won't move,
It's incomplete.
Wish there
Was a way
That I can make you to understand,

"No Air"-Chris Brown ft Jordan Sparks


Chapter 4: Saved

Angela

At that moment, my head broke the surface. How weird was that? I'd been sure that I was sinking. The current wouldn't let me up. It was slamming me against more rocks; they beat against my back. The salty water burns my lungs ad throat. I felt something hot on my skin. I didn't know what it was but it felt good somehow against these waters.

"Breathe!"

His voice was mixed with wild, anxiety, and worry. I couldn't obey him. The water coming from my mouth didn't stop long enough for me to catch my breath. A rock was slamming on my chest, forcing more water out of my lungs as I was choking on it. Was he hitting me with a rock? Then I felt hot lips on my cold ones and his hot breath was forcing itself into my body.

I was no longer drowning; the surface below me was the sand. The air was moving in and out of my lungs, each breath I took burned like hell. And I was freezing. Thousands of sharp, icy beads were striking my face and arms, making the cold worst.

I didn't want to be alive! I wanted to be dead! Didn't he know that?

My eyes were still close but I could tell that his head was lying on my chest, listening for a heartbeat. I groaned.

"Embry!" His voice sounded very familiar. "Is she okay?"

"Yeah, but we need to take her to Emily's." He said. "I got to get her out of the cold."


I felt his large hot hand on my legs and my back and in one quick scoop, he was carrying me bridal style. I felt his hot bare chest against my cheek. It felt like hours before I was being lowing on to a soft warm couch.

Covers were being thrown onto my body. Then one of them spoke.

"Embry,"

"Yeah?"

"Her name is Angela Weber,"

How the hell did he know my name?

"She uses to go to high school with Bella."

"Embry," A female voice asks. "Did you imprint on Angela?"

"Um, what makes you say that?" Embry said, sounding embarrassed.

"You're looking at her like a blind man looking at the sun for the first time."

"What happen to "Imprinting is so stupid?"

"Leave him alone, Jacob." The woman said. "Our Embry has found his soul mate."

That's why I recognized his voice. Jacob Black was Bella's best friend who lives in La Push near the Quileute Reservation.

I heard more people coming inside.

"There were three more killings. But we can't find or smell anything."

"Whose she?"

"Her name is Angela." Embry said in his defense. I don't want to sound mean but why does he even care?

"What happen?"

"I think she…tried to kill herself."

"Did she say why?"

"She hasn't even opened her eyes."

"Should we call Dr. Cullen?" The woman suggested. "She will need medical attention."

"Call him now."

I was too afraid to open my eyes or say anything. So I pretended to be asleep. It worked for a while, until Dr. Carlisle Cullen came.

"It's a good thing you call me," His voice was so beautiful.

"You brought your son." Embry said. The way he said son was like saying cancer.

"We're not going to hurt her," The voice I recognized to be Edward's said. "She can hear us, but she's afraid."

"Of what?" Jacob asked.

"How body temperature is extremely cold." Dr. Cullen explained. I felt a very cold, smooth hand on my chest.

"Will she be okay?" Embry asked frantically.

"Just keep her warm." Dr. Cullen said.

"You imprinted on her?" Edward asked.

What is imprinting?

"Yes I have."

"Have you told her about the wolves and vampires?" Dr. Cullen asked. What the hell is he taking about? What does he mean do I know about vampires and wolves?

"She doesn't know, Carlisle." Edward said.

I am having this strange sensation that Edward Cullen is reading my mind. And if this was possible, than why don't he tell them why I tried to jump off that cliff?

"Angela, I know that you're awake." Edward said.

"Why don't you back off." Embry warned.

"I am telling you that she can hear every word we're saying." Edward argued.

"How about I rip-"

Without even thinking, I quickly sat up, my heart racing and my eyes burning with tears. There were about five shirtless boys, one girl, and Dr. Cullen with his son, Edward. They all stared at me. I was more scared than ever. No, terrified was more appropriate. And out of fear, I quickly pulled the covers over my head and lay back down.

"Angela," It was Dr. Cullen who spoke. "We're not going to hurt you."

"Angela, are you in any pain?" Embry asked.

Physical, no. Mentally, yes.

"She's not in any pain." Edward said.

"She can speak for herself," Embry gritted. "So, why don't you say the hell from her head or better yet, since you can read minds, why did she jump off that cliff?"

"Embry! Calm down!" Jacob orders.

"You guys are scaring her," The woman said.