SORRY, I HAVENT UPDATED IN AGES! I THINK THIS MIGHT BE MY LAST CHAPPIE, BUT I'm GONNA WRITE A NEW STORY SOON.
THIS IS A SHORT CHAPPIE JUST TO FINISH IT OFF.
I'm NOT S.M
EPOV
I was driving home with Bella when I realised that she wasn't moving, or breathing.
"Bella?! Bella?! Are you ok?" it was then that I realised she had a shard of remote sticking out of her head. I yanked the remote shard out and realised that she was bleeding. A lot. In fact, the whole car seat was soaked a gruesome dark red colour.
I sped towards home and bashed the front door down. I saw Jasper running out of the house to get away from the smell and then Carlisle came down.
"CARLISLEBELLAHADASHARDOFPLASTICSTICKINGINTOHERBRAINANDNOWSHEISNTBREATHING!!!!" I screamed at him
(translation: Carlisle, Bella had a shard of plastic sticking into her brain and now she isn't breathing!!!!)
Carlisle looked at Bella, did some strange doctor things to her head and then She woke up.
"HIYA EDWARD!!! I WAS HAVING A GREAT DREAM!!!! I WAS A BANANNA, AND THERE WERE LOTS OF DANCING PICKLES … WHY DID YOU WAKE ME UP!!!! I DIDN'T WANNA WAKE UP!!!! YOURE A BIG MEANIE!!!! I WANNA GO BACK TO SLEEP!!!"
She bashed her head into the wall and fell unconscious on the floor.
"hello Mr. pickle!! Wanna dance!?!" she screamed, and then she started doing Michael Jackson dance moves that were a mix of the thriller dance moves and pelvic thrusts.
"ookaay….. I'll just go now…" and I left Bella dancing on the floor in a pool of blood coming from the gash on her forehead.
FINISH