It hurts.
My whole body hurts.
Please, God, save them.
I look up at Jasper as Peter races through the city. His face is a mask of panic and worry. I have never seen him so unhinge. I want to comfort him but I literally cannot move. The pain comes in waves, as soon as one leaves another comes. I stop screaming eventually knowing it does nothing. I just whimper. Jasper strokes my hair continuously. Grounding me.
"Breathe baby, breathe," He pleads with me.
Did I stop? I suck in a lungful of air and shudder. I did. Everything hurts. Everything. I close my eyes again as another wave hits. Are these contractions? There is no way. I know they are supposed to hurt but this is something different.
"Isabella," Jasper yells.
My eyes struggle to open. He looks mad with worry. Am I that bad?
"Baby, you gotta stay awake. Let me see those pretty brown eyes," Jasper begs.
"I love you," I swear to him.
Jasper crashes his forehead to mine. He feels incredibly cold to me. You're just burning up. I feel his tears trail down my forehead. Don't cry. He pulls away slowly and for the first time I see him crying. I hope he knows how much I love him...everything about him. His eyes look over me and he pales.
"Peter! She is bleeding. Go faster!" He commands pulling at his hair.
I feel the car accelerate. Then Peter responds, "I am going as fast I can! Keep her awake!"
I'm so tired. Jasper looks down at me again. I could never figure out what he saw in me. Plain old Bella. But I was never plain to him for some reason he always has seen me as more. I wish I could see me the way he does. I blink. My body shakes violently and I open my eyes. Jasper looks panicked. I must have been out for longer. This is all too much. My body is in too much pain. I don't feel the quads. I don't feel the quads. Please, no.
"She's stopped breathing," I faintly hear Jasper scream before I succumb to the darkness.
Chaos. Pain. Doors slam. More panic voices.
Jasper screams…
...I can't feel them…
Bright overhead lights…
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...Please, be okay….
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Darkness…
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...Jasper…
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Sue is here…
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...They have to survive…
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Rushed voices. Foreign voices…
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...I want to be a Mom…
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There is something strapped on my face…
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...Boys that look like Jasper…
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Some yells breached…
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...Girls that look like us…
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More panic…
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...Blonde curly hair…
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A lot of pain...too much…
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...they are worth it…
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A baby wails…
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...where are the rest…
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Code blue…
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...Mommy tried. Forgive me...
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Darkness...