Chapter 7: Business
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Wind whipped Edward's face as he clung to Emmett's back, feeling nausea and light-headedness come and go during the night as they ran.
Once, in his disembodied state, Edward felt Emmett slow and catch his breath. Soon after, Edward fell asleep and could not remember where he was going or what time it was. Edward was slowly slipping away from life.
Suddenly, he was jerked to a stop. Edward wearily opened his eyes and the sun burned them. He had forgotten not too look at the sun.
"Hey, wake up." said Emmett, putting Edward into a standing position. His legs felt like jelly and Edward didn't have the stamina to stand. Plus, he was starving.
"Alright then, don't walk. I can carry you from north of Parry Sound all the way to Elliot Ridge, and you can't even stand, let alone blink."
Edward blinked. "I can." he whispered. Those two little words took the last of Edward's energy and he slumped to the ground.
Emmett looked worried. "You're really pale, buddy. Let's get you to see Dr. Carlisle, he can help this."
He trotted over to an old farmhouse, not unlike the one that Edward had been yesterday morning. Emmett pulled open the door, holding Edward's injured body close and yelled.
"CARLISLE!! ESME!! Gettover here!!"
Within seconds, a tall, good-looking man with wavy blonde hair appeared, followed by a woman of about the same age, with long wavy hair flowing dow her back.
"Emmett?" asked the man, who was obviously Carlisle.
"Found him near the Sistra's farm, half dead. This boy's got serious stuff though. A normal person would be dead." replied Emmett, looking at Carlisle.
Carlisle grimaced. "I'll se what I can do." He lifted Edward.
All the while, Edward was listening to their conversation, but unable to speak or move. Every minute, darkness crept up slowly from his feet and filled his body. Edward wished they would hurry up. He knew he was dying.
Carlisle limped over to a room with a bed and a table covered in medical instruments and gently lay Edward down on the bed.
"You'll be all right, son." he said, and turned to his table. Edward fell asleep.
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Edward opened his eyes. There was a petite girl sitting on the end of the bed. She had short, spiky black hair.
"Hi, Edward." she said.
Edward moved his fingers and then tested his arms and legs. He felt weak, but he was alive and healthy.
"Hey, um..."
"Alice." she replied.
"Hey Alice. How long have I been here?" he asked, looking at her. She was beautiful, like a pixie. She had small, delicate hands and big eyes. She looked about his age.
"Four days, Edward. And you've exhausted Carlisle. The poor man was slaving over you night and day, but I guess that's because you are the newest edition to our 'family' and you've got the most...robot...in you. But no matter. you're healthy now, right?" She looked at him questioningly.
"Yeah, I guess. What do you mean by 'family'?" Edward replied.
"We've kinda all come together...rejects of society, people unable to walk down a normal street. There's Emmett: I think you already know that he lost his eye and the lower half of his left arm in a fireworks accident. Carlisle found him in the woods, where his friends left him. Can you beleive that they LEFT HIM to die?? What friends. And there's Rose, or Rosalie. She's dating Emmett, and she lost her right leg by getting hit by a train. Esme, she's...handless...from a...a...wait, I forget."
Edward looked shocked.
"No, no, don't worry. Carlisle, lost his right leg in a car accident, and he's the oldest of us all. He saved us all, well Esme, Rose and Emmett. I didn't need saving."
"Alice, you're overwhelming me. This...this is crazy. A farmhouse full of freaks?" Edward punched the air with his human arm, and found it healed. The bullet wound was wrapped up, but it was better. He smiled.
"Look, Edward, you're one of the biggest freaks here, so don't speak." she snapped back.
"Su-u-u-ure. And why didn't you need saving, Miss I-have-nothing-wrong-with-me?"
"Because I DIDN'T. All I can say is don't go downstairs for a while. Carlisle and Emmett are going to have an argument."
"What? And you've like, planned this or something?" he said sarcastically, but Alice was gone. Edward lay down on the bed and closed his eyes.
Within minutes, he heard yelling and the sound of breaking glass.
Alice's head peeked in the door.
"Told ya." she said without a smile, and disappeared.
Edward was asleep.
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