Sorry for such the long wait, I had tons of homework and finals.
I also have to adjust to the new school schedule and it's driving me insane.
This story probably won't be updated every weekend, seeing as I have five other stories to write. And I'm sorry
Edward's POV
June 6, 2009
In the arms of an angel, may you find some comfort here. My mother was singing in her head. She knew what was wrong with me, her and Emmett. That's all, tell our father and he would flip.
My name is Edward Masen, in high school and can read minds. Yes, I can read minds and I can't do anything about that. I guess I was born with it, my mother said it was a "gift". Some gift. Getting headaches, and not being able to focus is a really great gift.
I heard a light thud through the wall, coming from Emmett's room, What's up with the rents? They're whispering and it's annoying. Emmett's thoughts floated through the wall and into my head. I listened and could hear them, but not as well as Emmett.
We are brothers, not by blood, but by marriage. We were best buds in Jr. High and we had our divorced parents meet, and I guess they just fell in love. Emmett has a gift that doesn't fit under a certain category.
He calls himself a 'vampire', I rolled my eyes behind my lids. He has inhuman strength, senses and loves the smell of blood. He doesn't feed off of it, otherwise I'd be a goner by now, but he just loves the scent. He has drinken blood before, and he loves it. He's all human. He's not like the vampires that you hear of. He doesn't sparkle, he's not cold, he doesn't have rock hard skin, he has a pulse, and his eyes don't change.
God, if Emmett sparkled, he would go crazy. One thing we don't like about his 'gift' is that he has razor sharp teeth. We did a little expriment with that, made him bite on a branch. He ended up biting through it, shards of the branch flew everywhere. Emmett doesn't like to socialize anymore. He use to be funny, witty and goofy. Everyone fell in love with him, he even loved himself until he changed.
Edward, don't think about it. I know you are, your heartbeat is picking up. Emmett's thoughts interupted mine. I nodded, knowing he could hear my sheets move along with my head.
There was a loud knock coming from downstairs, the front door. I listened as our mother ran down the stairs to get it. I zoned in on her thoughts, Oh! It's Dr. Carlisle Cullen, he's early.
A big hand wrapped around my forearm and one slapped on my mouth, to keep me from screaming. I slowly opened my eyes to see Emmett standing above me, dressed in a gray, black and white striped hoddie and dark jeans. His short hair not messed with, laying flat against his head and his dark brown eyes held fear.
My eyesbrows went up in confusion, he just looked at me, It's that doctor, the one mom and dad have been talking about. The one that's going to take us away.
My breathing speed and so did my heartbeat, Emmett just smiled and took his hands off of me and pointing to the closet. I nodded, lightly hopped out of bed and tip-toed over to the closet, grabbing the clothes I would need.
Just grab something, we're leaving ASAP. You don't want to go where he's taking us, Eddie. I grumbled 'okay', I hated being called Eddie and he knew it. I slipped out of my pajama pants and slipped on some dark jeans, gray t-shirt and black hoodie with a skull.
I turned around and looked in the mirror, I huffed and rolled my eyes. No matter what I tried to do with my hair it always looked like a mess, sticking in different directions. But it always brought in the ladies, and I liked that. I looked a lot like my mother, green eyes and the same brown-bronze hair color.
Emmett tugged on my hoodie and pushed me towards my window, I turned around to grab my cell phone but he stopped me. Hell no, Edward, we don't want them to find us. Now go! He shoved me this time towards the window. I unlatched it and pushed it up, letting the warm air brush around us.
I stuck my head out and looked down at the ground, we were at least three floors above the ground. I gulped, Oh Jesus Christ. Emmett thought, annoyed. He grabbed me around the waist and put me on his back, like he was giving me a piggy back ride, this was very...akward.
"Hold on." He said, I wrapped my arms and legs tighter around him and he dove, actually dove out the window, like what you do at the local pool, jumping off the diving board. I gritted my teeth together to keep from screaming and I kept my eyes closed tightly too. I felt us flip and when he hit the ground he started sprinting.
I opened my eyes slowly and looked around, we were running faster than the average human, but not really fast. His breathing was fine, he wasn't out of breath already. I was shocked.
Trees whipped past us, "Where are we going?" I asked, my voice bouncing. Emmett just shrugged and picked up his running. I saw a tree coming closer and hid in his shoulder blade, closing my eyes for good.
I turned my head around and could barely make out the silloutte of a person running towards us, I focused to where we were heading. I closed my eyes as Emmett's speed picked up, hoping he knew we might have a follower along for the ride.
Emmett's POV
June 6, 2009
I felt Edward's hold on me tighten and I chuckled, little LoverBoy was scared. I had no idea where we were going to go, we just had to get out of there. I heard our parents one night talking about that guy and how he was able to help with out problems.
Curious, I looked him up on the internet to find out that he was a gifted doctor that could help the gifted too. Well, one night when I was sleeping I decided to see him. We lived all the way in Chicago, Illinios and I ran all the way to Forks, Washington.
I remember sneaking up on the hospital, making sure not to be seen. I had found Dr. Cullen's office easily, and lifted myself up into the nearest tree. I sat and listened to what he had to say. He was talking to another person, and I didn't know who. He didn't say a name, but I listend more.
"I know, I know. I am worried to," He said, pacing back and forth in front of his desk, to his wall and back. He left his window open, silly doctor.
I watched closely as he did a sharp turn, moving to fast for human eyes to see, but I did see. He deffinetly not human. Something was up with him already.
"Aro." He said, suddenly coming to a stop. I shrank back into the tree, hoping he couldn't see me, he glared at the wall, "Aro." He growled out, "I do not plan to hurt these-these teenagers!" He nearly screamed into the phone. He was fuming, he looked like he could rip someone apart.
He took a deep breath, "What do I inject them with?"
He had started to pace again as the man, Aro, talked to him. He instantly froze again, "Venom!" He screamed. So loud, it hurt my own ears.
"Aro, that could change them and ruin the whole project!" He ran a pale hand through his blond shaggy hair.
He sighed in defeat, "Yes, I understand," He sat on his desk, and kicked his legs out, switching each leg.
He turned around, grabbing some papers behind him and looking at them, "The only patients I have left are Emmett McCarthy," He looked up, through the window and directly at me. My whole body froze, he's seen me. I'm screwed. He looked back down to the papers, "Edward Masen, Rosalie and Jasper Hale."
With that I jumped from the tree and hit a dead sprint for back home. When I was leaving the property I felt eyes on me, I looked over my shoulder to see him staring at me in amazement. A chill ran up my spine and I pushed myself further. I had to warn Edward.
Snapping back to the present I dodged a tree, I could hear Edward snoring ligthly on my back. I shook my head in disappoint, the kid could sleep through a tornado without waking up. My senses went up and I glanced behind me to see that man running behind me, catching up.
I looked forward and kicked it up a knotch. So that man was just like me, a freak. I heard him push himself farther, trying to catch up with me. Silly doctor, didn't he know that I'm fast.
"Emmett!" Dr. Cullen yelled, not sounding out of breath, "Please! We can help you!"
He pissed me off. What was it with people saying 'We can help you!'. I have gotten enough phone calls from every possible person saying that I need help. Thank you captian obivious's. I stopped dead in my tracks, my hands resting on Edward's to make sure he's still there. I turned around, glaring at him.
"No. One. Can. Help." I seethed at him, stepping closer. He didn't seem scared, he should be. Why? Because I was about three times his width.
He shook his head, fixing his hair. Great, a man who freaks when his hair is messy. He looked around him, I followed where his eyes would go. His eyes landed on me and mine landed on him. I stood up straight, being sure not to wake Edward.
He looked at me then to Edward and back, "You need to come with me, Emmett." He stood with his feet apart, and making gestures with his hands.
"Why?" My eyes narrowed towards him.
"We can help." I felt coldness hit my back, I looked over my shoulder and noticed Edward wasn't there anymore. Anger boiled up in me and I turned on Dr. Pretty Man. I stood my ground, fists balled up, and glaring at me.
"Where is he?" I practically growled at him, which made his eyes widened. I saw movement behind him and two guys came out. One was carrying Edward, who was unconsious.
"You killed him!" I screamed, which echoed through out the forest, "An innocent boy!"
Dr. Pretty Man shook his head, "No we didn't, he's simply sleeping."
I couldn't take it anymore, they hurt him, made him sleep. They one guy that wasn't holding Edward laughed, "What are you gonna do about it?"
His short black cropped hair blew a little in the wind, and his tan skin went up when he laughed. I ran at him, and was in front of him in no time, "Watch what you say mutt." I spat.
He got rigid and started to shake, he looked over my shoulder to Dr. Pretty Man, "Is this really true?"
I took a deep breath and hissed, what was wrong with me?, he smelled like wet dog. Smelled strongly of wet dog. I took a step back and felt arms wrap around mine, holding me back.
Edward stirred and I was slammed into the ground, "Edward! Wake up, buddy!" I yelled, he stirred more.
My face was pushed into the ground, I don't care if I died. All I want is Edward to be okay and that's it. I felt something stabbed me in the neck and things started to blur. I looked up, black seeping into the corners of my eyes, and watched Edward's green eyes stare at me worridly.
"I'll help you." Dr. Pretty Man said before I was engulfed by the darkness.