nothing's alright.
nothing is fine.

-papa roach

long time no see hunh...
i wonder how many of you still know what's going on...
☺

-theenvylover

Just Another Bella and Daughter Story

"Get off of her!" Fredrik's voice boomed from over me. The weight of Jacob's body was suddenly lifted off of me and I faintly wondered if I was dreaming. A familiar arm lifted my legs and another wrapped around my back, lifting me off of the bed. I tensed suddenly and I slowly looked up at my rescuer. I met Fredrik's eyes before they jerked back up. For a split second I thought I saw sadness there.

I closed my eyes again and felt a hard surface give way against my skin. As the glass shattered around me my first thought was that he had thrown me out of the window. It wouldn't have surprised me much, after what had almost happened. It wasn't until I felt the wind against my face did I realize that he was still carrying me.

I looked up again and saw Fredrik. I'm sure that there were other things in the world but all I saw when I looked up was him.

He stared into the distance as we weaved in and out of the trees in the dense forest. Occasionally his head would flick to the left, as if he was listening for anybody behind us. I vaguely knew who we were running from but I couldn't tell where we were running to.

"Where are we--? Where are we going?" I forced out. He didn't look like he wanted to talk.

"I called your parents, they told me about some treaty they had with the wolves when they were here. Apparently the Cullen household is safe so we're heading there," he said straightly. No emotion whatsoever.

"I'm sorry," I sobbed. I should've known, I should've fought harder, I should've…" He stopped suddenly and looked at me confusedly.

"You're sorry?" he asked dumbfoundedly. "I left you with that werewolf and you're sorry?"

"But I couldn't fight him off…"

"I'm surprised you can still talk!" he smiled reassuringly. "You have nothing in your system!" He looked down and snatched something. He took its neck in between his pointer and middle finger and quickly turned his hand, snapping the creature's neck. "Squirrel?"

I willingly took the rodent and sucked on its neck as Fredrik took off again. When I finished I threw the leftovers into the surrounding forest.

"You shouldn't litter," Fredrik fake-mocked me. He reached his hand out again and caught another from a nearby tree. He snapped the neck like before and I greedily took the rodent. "I guess you'll have to do with these before we get to the house."

I threw the remains out again and he quickly resupplied me.

"You seem to be really good at this," I noticed as I threw the next one out. I didn't know how thirsty I really was.

"Hey, either I kill them here and now or they get run over tomorrow," he smiled as he handed me another. Our hands were stained red. "With the decreasing amount of squirrels in the world I am actually saving humanity here." He held out the next squirrel and dramatically snapped it.

"How romantic," I swooned.

"Oh look, a rabbit!" He swooped down and captured the white rodent, quickly killing it.

"You killed Bugs Bunny!" I fake-gasped. He looked at his catch and shrugged.

"I never really was a Bugs Bunny fan…"

"That doesn't give you the right to kill him!"

He sighed and threw the bloody corpse behind him. "Fine, we'll stick to squirrels."

I looked longingly back at the flying white fur and pouted.

"What's wrong?" he asked, smirking.

"I actually wanted that…"

"What about Bugs?"

"Screw the cartoon, I'm thirsty."

He laughed and handed me another broken squirrel.

☺ Woot ☺

"We're here," he announced. I looked up and smiled. I was finally away from the canine-über-rapist. Fredrik let me down and I hugged him tightly.

In his strong arms I actually felt safe. No freakish radioactive dog is going to get me, the Looney Tunes weren't going to get me, Alice wasn't… Well, actually, there was a strong possibility that she would get me but I tried to focus more on Fredrik.

When we finally let go our shirts stuck together. I wasn't the cleanest hunter.

"Well this is interesting…" Fredrik stated as he examined the shirts. "But don't worry; I know what to do!"

He took off his black turtleneck and stepped back. His shirt stuck to mine still and just hung there. "Now you take yours off."

I laughed at his attempt and ripped his shirt away from mine. I carried it over my shoulder and headed back into the house.

okay,
so it has been 2 months and 24 days since i have last updated this story
and i say:
i have some good excuses.
yes, yes i do.
but it is now 2:05 in Florida and the vein in my hand keeps popping up
i don't think that's good
it keeps distracting me...
...
vein pop
wasn't today's episode interesting kids?
squirrel guts and all...
...
i'm going to go to sleep now,
i'm seriously thinking about just ending the story there,
even without them getting married...
so if you want them married--
review
;3

-theenvylover