Bites, Fights, and Lovely Ladies

Ch. 03

"She's getting worse."

Jacob sighed and nodded towards Emily. She really had been trying to help. Ever since Jake had brought the mysterious girl into her home a little over 4 days ago and laid her in the guest room, Emily had been doing nothing escept trying to help their Jane Doe.

Jane Doe had been the girl's dubbed name, seeing as even though it seemed as though she was awake, she didn't respond to anything, so she couldn't give them her name. All she had been doing was panting heavily, the way people do after they've held their breath for long periods of time.

However, since she couldn't respond, Emily really couldn't do anything to help. She's tried talking to her, but so far it's been a one-way conversation. She has been trying to keep the girl hydrated by carefully pouring water down her throat.

Well… she tried the water twice, but both times Jane Doe started convulsing and weakly gagging, making one of the pack come to basically pour the water out of her by rolling her head over a bucket and lifting her waist until it rose above her head.

We've closed the curtains in that room in an attempt to help Jane Doe fall asleep. At first we thought that she was sleeping (or in a coma) with her eyes open, but upon closer observation they saw that her eyes did move and focus, meaning that she had been constantly awake.

On the 5th day there, Emily had considered calling Carlisle, and she would've gotten away with it, but Jacob had pleaded to wait just 2 more days. If Carlisle came he would smell Jacob, and then he'd go back and Edward would know that he'd smelled Jacob, and then he'd tell Bella, and she'd be pissed.

So, after much argueing, Emily finally agreed to wait 2 more days, but if Jane Doe didn't get better then she'd get Carlisle over there come hell or high water. It was the only compromise they could agree on, but it was good enough, or so they thought…

The next day the pack had gathered in the guest room. Emily had been in there for hours just sitting on the floor next to Jane Doe to where their head's were level with each other.

The pack had wanted to see Jane Doe and just sort of comfort Emily. She was very kind and seeing someone hurting and not being able to help was wearing her down.

Jacob was standing next to Jane Doe's head where he was looking down on her, and with his left hand gently patted Emily's head to show his support.

Sam was standing by Jane Doe's feet, Leah was in the corner of the room opposite of same, and the rest of the pack except Seth were just in various places throughout the room.

Seth was the last to enter the room. As soon as he entered he looked down at Jane doe, who's breathing had worsened and sounded almost labored, like she was trying to breath through water instead of air.

"She's really bad, isn't she?"

Emily gave a faint nod and patted Jane Doe's shoulder.

Even though the room was dark, Jacob could see Emily's frown as she felt Jane Doe's skin through the white tee-shirt she wore which looked about two sizes too big for her. The only other things Jane Doe had on were faded black-grey jeans and worn down ankle-high converses. The jeans too looked a size or two too big and were held up by a black leather belt.

Jacob reached down and moved a stray lock of hair off of Jane Doe's face. Her hair was a light brown; her bangs were roughly 4 or 5 inches long and touched the end of her nose, the rest of her hair clung close to her neck until it puffed at the bottom and barely reached the place where her neck met her shoulders.

Her eyes had finally closed as of last night, but he remembered them to be a green-blue color.

Jacob looked over at Seth and nodding towards the door, he muttered, "Come on Seth, let's go out" Seth merely nodded.

Jacob had turned to leave when suddenly her heartbeat and breathing had started speeding up and everyone turned to look back at her.

It continued to speed up until… silence.

There was no final "AH!" of breath or giant beat of her heart, it was just going and then stopped, as if someone had pressed 'pause' on a remote.

Everyone was holding their breath until Emily started sobbing. She was such a kind hearted person, and to have someone die in front of her must be devastating.

Sam went to comfort her, but as soon as he put a hand on her shoulder she jumped up and glared at Jacob.

"It's YOUR FAULT! YOU'RE FAULT!"

Jake blanched, "MY FAULT? How is it MY fault?"

"It's YOUR FAULT that we DIDN'T CALL CARLISLE! If I hadn't have listened to YOU she'd still be ALIVE!"

"She might have still died, it's not my fault!"

Emily just broke down and started heavily sobbing into Sam's arms while everyone else just stood awkwardly.

After Emily had calmed down some, she went and looked down at the still Jane Doe.

Slowly she patted Jane Doe's shoulder, to show respect, but as soon as she did that…

…her eyes snapped open.