Title: How to Save a Life?
Pairing: Quil/Bella
Genre: Friendship/Tragedy
Rating: T
Word Count: 500
Prompt: A teenage room with twinkle lights and a quote on the wall, "We only breathe for so long."
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How to Save a Life?
Quil rang the bell with full hands. Dang, didn't she know Sue was sending food? No one else wanted to go. Seth and Jake had been previously. They were freaked out. He was unsure why Charlie's daughter came to stay. She'd never lived with him before.
"She's sick, dude."
"No biggie...we're wolves. We won't catch it. Why don't you want to go? I thought she was hot." Jacob told them he'd seen pictures the year before.
"No, I mean she's really sick. She came to see a specialist in Seattle."
A frail girl opened the door. He walked past her. He wasn't shy about opening the containers. She stared when he sampled all the food.
"Aren't you gonna eat?"
"I'm not hungry."
"No wonder you're so skinny. This is good."
"I'm sorry, but who are you? I'm not sure if you understand."
He introduced himself and told her...he knew everything.
Bella seemed stumped at his carefree manner. She wasn't used to that sort of response.
It was the beginning of an unlikely friendship. Bella couldn't travel again. The doctors didn't give her hope, but Quil did. He was over daily. They hung out, listened to music or she read to him.
One night, Bella rested against his arm as they stared at the ceiling. She was beautiful in the dim twinkle lights that hung above the bed, so he told her.
She blushed, "Stop, I thought you of all people were honest."
"It's the truth or I wouldn't say so. You're my best friend and I love you."
She snuggled closer, he kissed her gently.
Quil had an idea. He couldn't let her go.
.
.
.
"Are you crazy? You're going to ask a vampire to extract your blood?" Paul was as confused as the rest.
"It's worth a shot. The traditional donor didn't help."
He went against his nature and begged the vamp doctor. He said, he could possibly attempt something. He took an initial sample for testing.
Quil spent more days with Bella, the go ahead from Cullen came late one night.
He rushed over to explain it. He knew they'd be skeptical or think he was nuts, but he didn't care. He had to save her life.
It never happened. An ambulance was leaving. Charlie was inconsolable. He had to see with his own eyes. Quil ran up the stairs to an empty room. She was gone forever. A notebook sat beside the bed. His name appeared on the front. He poured over the entries.
The final one said, "He saved me in so many ways. I probably won't make it, but at least these last few months...I truly lived. Thank you, Quil. I love you too."
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