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Playlist For Chapter:

Bring Me To Life (Techno Remix) - Evanscence
Here In Your Arms - Hello-Goodbye

Everything seemed to be in slow motion.

The pale vampire froze now too, and he slowly pulled back, and turned, his teeth bared, and his snarl frightening.

Something huge ramed into the man, trying to knock him away from me in a blur, but the man's hands were clamped to the table. I screamed, the only thing that I was able to do, and I lunged for my left, trying to make sure that the man didn't grab me and take me with him.

I felt something grab on to my tee-shirt anyway, and I was being pulled away, the counter I was lunging for flying away from me, turning into a blur as the motion almost made me sick.

All I heard was wild snarling and cussing as I was flung. Litterally, flung away like a ragdoll. I was airborn and everything was a blur until all I could see that white, gray and my own black hair. Then, I heard a deathly crunch, and I could feel the pain blossoming in my chest like a wild fire.

I was face down when my world finally becoming clear again. I was face down on the white tile, my breathing ragged. My left arm was against something cool and dull white, which even in my panic, pain and terror, I knew was a wall. My hair was in my face, making it hard to see anything that was happening above or beside me. Every time my mouth inhaled, a sharp burning sensation would rip through my chest, making me gasp.

The snarling was so wild I thought I was in a zoo. But then, the snarling was acomplained with metallic tearing and shredding, as well as shrieking. Through my hair, I managed to make out two normal feet, and eight animal feet that both had gray fur, but they ranged in shades.

Oh, please, just make it stop, I thought, the only thing I was able to do; my mouth was too busy trying to get burning breaths into my system.

The snarling stopped, and I couldn't see the two normal feet anymore. All I could see where the animal feet, and I wanted to push my hair out of my face, but when I tried to move, the pain in my chest flared, and I cried out in pain.

I knew I was going to die. I just knew it. Even in the back of my mind, I knew it. Every cell knew it, and they just wanted to give up.

No. No. No. I couldn't give up. Jules needed me. I was basically her mother, and I knew that if I died, she would just end up as bad as our mother. I struggled to try and get up again, but I ended up in a piled heap on the floor.

"Trisha!" I heard a voice scream. "Trisha!"

My mouth was still wide open, trying to pull more flaming breaths. I couldn't reply.

Warm hands grabbed my shoulder, and my world was tumbling until I felt my back touch the cold white tile. The pain screamed on, making me yelp in agony. Someone brushed my hair out of my face and mouth.

I was blinking spasmically at the face that I was staring up into. It's lean features were twisted in pain and sorrow, and his eyes still caught mine, making me drown in their depth.

"Trisha, are you okay? Say something! Anything!" Embry screamed, tears welling in the beautiful eyes.

No, no. Don't cry.

My flaming breaths were becoming harder to pull in now, and my chest was heaving. He pulled me tighter into his arms, hugging me close to him as he whispered my name over and over.

Embry, please, don't cry.

My breaths were slower now, and the pain was starting to fade away. Only then did I realize that I was slowly loosing my grip on life. Whatever was making the pain was going to kill me, but I wasn't sure what it was.

My world slowly began to fade away, and Embry's voice screaming for Paul, Sam and Quil slowly began to slip away from my ears. My mouth slowly began to close, and I dimly thought that this is what it was like to die.

Julia, I'm sorry. You'll always be my little Jules. Paul, Dad, please take care of her. I love you guys so much. Mom, I love you too. Be happy.

My thoughts spiraled uselessly as my last thought was, Good bye Embry.* * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *

Something hurt.

My chest was in a dull ache, where last time it was a burning sensation that flared every time I breathed. The real pain came from my skin, just in the middle of my rib cage. My eyes were closed, and the warm air cascaded down from above me, just warming me slightly.

Now I breathed peacefully, deep breath in, deep breath out. No more horrid burning, no more pain when I breathed. It felt nice to be able to breath properly again.

I was very comfortable, something wrapped around me and my face free, allowing the warm air to be able to keep me warm. But what was warming me?

Suddenly, I remembered something. It tingled in the back of my mind, making me want to tense, but my body didn't listen to me at all.

I died already.

Hadn't I died? Where was I then? Hell? I surely deserved to go there after completely giving up on my father, Paul and Jules. Or heaven maybe, since I wasn't burning in the flames just yet.

Wait. Does hell even have fire?

My confused brain gave up, not caring. As long as I was safe now, away from that creepy . . . vampire.

Vampire still seemed like the only explaination for what that man was about to do to me; he had my neck showing, and his teeth were extremely sharp. He had to be a vampire.

But vampires aren't real. Or are they?

I faded into mental silence, listening now. I could hear deep breathing, a small little beeping noise, and the annoying dripping of something. The deep breathing must have been me, but what could the other noises be? Surely they didn't have these noises in heaven or hell, did they?

It almost hurt to think of anything else.

I slowly managed to open my eyes after about ten tries.

I was greeted by a white ceiling that wasn't stucco, but had to have just been dry wall painted bright white. It slightly burned my eyes, but otherwise didn't bother me.

The deep breathing stopped, but I could still feel my own chest rising and falling. Who was the person who was breathing then? Was it an angel? I could feel my heart speeding, and the little beeping noises got faster and louder.

"Trisha?" a tiny voice asked.

The voice tickled my memory, and I painfully gasped, knowing that the person who was beside me shouldn't be in heaven with me.

"E-E-Embry," I managed to croak out. My voice was cracked, and I hadn't notice how dry my throat was until now. I swallowed thickly.

His face suddenly appeared in my vision, blocking out the white ceiling. His eyes were over filled with tears and he was grinning. "You're okay," he whispered. "You're okay, right?"

My first reaction was happiness; Embry was here, and he always made me feel happy. But my second reaction over threw the first; I was dead. Embry must have been dead in order to be here with me.

My mouth was hanging open, and I wanted to move, but every time I twitched, a dull ache flared, and I didn't want to move anymore; it was too painful. "H-how did you get here?" I asked, swallowing again.

"What do you mean?" he asked, obviously confused.

"How did you get here?" I repeated. "You shouldn't be here."

"What do you–Do you want me to leave?" he asked, though his face flickered with sadness and pain.

"No!" I wanted to grab for him, but I discovered that my hands were under a white sheet, which was wrapped around me, like I was a baby. "But how–?"

"Trisha, anybody can come here." Embry was looking down at me like I was the confused one, but I knew I was right because I knew I was dead.

"No. I'm dead, Embry. You have to be dead." My mouth was quivering, and painful tears welled my in ears. My heart swelled, and I could barely breathe.

"Trisha, I'm not dead. Niether are you," he said. "You're in the hospital."

The hospital? Well, that explained all the white. But why and how was I still alive? I breathed out deeply, and slowly regained my composer, questions flying around my head uselessly. "I'm not dead?" I asked.

"No." Embry smiled at me. "You were just knocked out for a bit because of the surgery."

Panic flared through my system. "S-surgery?" I whispered.

See? I didn't kill her!! XD I'm not that mean that I'd end the story like that.

You'll find out about the surgery later!! XD :P

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