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wn twilight- but I do own this plot! throws party
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BPOV
I woke up my fourth day from another wonderful dream. This time, the beautiful boy took me to a meadow that looked like the one I stopped at on my first day. He picked me up, and when I looked down, it was like I had been reborn. All of my wounds were gone, and my skin was a pale white. I looked up and saw the boy. He was gorgeous, with topaz eyes, and bronze, untidy hair. I think he was about to kiss me, but then I woke up. Why did the birds have to start chirping?
I was low on energy, since the blackberries had been my last meal. There wasn't much that I could see growing, except for a few patches of wild onion. I couldn't stand the smell of them, how was I supposed to eat them? Then again, when your starving, you'll eat almost anything. They tasted disgusting, and made my eyes water, but at least they gave me energy.
I decided to lay out in the sun, which had made a guest appearance today, to try and remember the dream. Then again, how could I forget that face. He was unbelievably gorgeous. I loved the way his unusually colored hair hung messily on his perfectly angular face. And I could almost feel his stone cold arms wrapped around me.
But I knew I couldn't spend all day thinking about this stranger. I saw some hills off in the distance, but it would take at least two more days to reach them. And that was if I hiked all day. I was in no hurry though, I was enjoying this for the most part. It was starting to get lonely.
As I walked on I started coughing. Soon, my throat felt like it was about to bleed, and I felt like I had a fever of 103. Why hadn't I thought of this before. I had no medicine to cure me. It was freezing cold. Lucky for me, I came across some abandoned camping gear. I wondered what happened to the people using it. I started to write a letter, but had to stop halfway through because I was shaking so much. I curled up into a ball in the tent and fell asleep.
EPOV
I walked around the room nervously, waiting for the sun to set. Alice had a vision that Bella was going to get sick, so I left some camping gear where I knew she'd pass by. I would have ran her home to Carlisle, but she's not ready to come home yet. It had been so sunny today, so I wasn't able to stay around and make sure that she got to the gear; though Alice assured me that she had.
I knew something like this would happen. It's probably just a virus, but I'm still apprehensive about it. Everything about her makes me apprehensive. She's like a glass china doll, so easily breakable. I also know from Alice's visions that Bella has been having dreams about me. I don't know how that is possible though. Alice thinks it's because I love her. I don't even flinch at the word anymore.
The sun had finally crept behind the horizon, and I ran outside. The tree's flew by me as I ran faster than I ever had before. I needed to make sure that she was okay. She looked so sick in Alice's vision.
Within half an hour I hadreached the spot where I had left the camping gear. I quickly found the white slip of paper, and began reading
Today was fairly uneventful
But something horrible happened
I got sick, really sick
My hands are shaking, and I can barely hold the pencil
I found some abandoned camping gear, and I wonder what happened to the owners
did they get hurt, or just leave this stuff behind
I'm almost getting to the point where
The letter ended there. Her hands must have been shaking so bad that he couldn't even finish. But I needed to know what the sentence was going to say. She's almost getting to the poin where what?
"I want to go home, but there is no home", I heard her mumble from inside the tent. She wants to go home, but she has none. If only she would come home with me. I slowly aproached the tent. I could feel the heat radiating off her feverish body. She really needed to be cooled down.
The want for her was so bad, I just had to go inside the tent. Once there I pciked her frail body up in my arms. She was shocked by the coldnedd of my arms, and it woke her up. She looked up startled at me, but she knew who I was. Her small hand went up to touch my face, to make sure that I was real.
"Who are you", she asked quietly.
"I'll explain everything in the morning, but first, you need to sleep". She let her head fall against my stone chest, and her breathing slowed to an even pace. I had an angel in my arms. But tomorrow, I'd have to tell her about me, and my family. I didn't know if she would except us for who we really were. I hoped that Carlisle wouldn't be too mad, about me telling our secret to a human. But this wasdifferent, I loved her. And I always will.
Ok- there's a little bit of a cliff hanger but I'll update in the morning.