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Chapter 9 –

Seth's Point of View

"It's okay. You don't have to say anything," I told her.

I sat beside Sarah on the uncomfortable hospital bed with my left arm draped over her shoulders. She was so cold. I rubbed the side of her arm trying to warm her up. Her muscles relaxed, and she leaned back against the pillows, closingher eyes.

I traced the contours of her face with my eyes. Her expression was more peaceful now. She wasn't making that face anymore – the one where her eyes grew as wide as quarters and her pink lips quivered. I was worried; she had looked like she expected to be slapped. Who had done this to her? Her scared face had extinguished the fire within me before it could get out of hand.

She needed to be comforted. I had told her she should take a nap, and I would stay right here until she woke up. Sarah was probably tired; she needed to rest in order to get better. She should have everything she needed to get well, and I fully intended on making that possible. Her recovery was crucial.

I gazed at Sarah's gaunt face, and I couldn't help but wonder how she had become like this. Where was her family? Why weren't they there for her? I slid her fragile body closer to me. Did no one care for this timid woman? She was always a few degrees cooler - it was difficult for her body to keep its normal temperature. I smiled a little; it was kind of funny to think about it. Sarah was always cold, and I was always hot; we balanced.

She drew deep even breaths now, asleep. Her eyelashes fluttered, and her chin raised a fraction of an inch. Sarah's natural expressions were so beautiful; her subtle features were easily gorgeous, when she pulled back the curtains. But, no matter how cute she was, it was impossible to overlook how tiny she was. She wasn't a tall person, and her unnaturally thin limbs made her look…wasted.

My sensitive ears registered steady footsteps right outside the door. Jake stuck his head in the doorway and looked around the room. He motioned for me to come out into the hallway. I shook my head; I wasn't going anywhere. I would keep my promise, no matter how small.

Jacob didn't look all that surprised when I didn't move. He tiptoed into the room and crouched by the bed so he could talk to me.

"Hey." Jake spoke in a hushed tone and smiled. "I've gotta tell you before I leave. There's a little house about a mile from the Cullens' place that I used to live in. You can hang out there later if you want. Food's in the frig, and some of my old clothes are in the closet, since your suitcase is still at the main house." He pulled a silver key from his pocket, handing it to me. "The jeep's in the parking garage. See you later." I glanced up from the key to see Jake turn the corner out of the room.

Not that I didn't appreciate the gesture, but I couldn't figure out why he had done it. A stocked refrigerator? Extra clothes? Sarah sighed in her sleep then turned her face to rest on my shoulder. Oh.

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