Author's note: why do you guys have to remind you guys that I don't own twilight or Meyer's super cool characters? Why must you torture me? Admitting it hurts [
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Chapter six
When I woke up, I was still on the grass next to the forest and the huge beast was in front of me, his saliva dripping from his open mouth. He waited for me as if he's going to attack me if I made a sudden move. I got up, ever so slowly and carefully. The wolf was still breathing hard and focusing on the pain instead of me. I slowly made my way to the back of the wolf and picked up a huge stone. The wolf hasn't turned around. He was still in pain.
"I'm so sorry Warren." I whispered and hit the wolf at the back of his head with all my strength. He fell flat on the ground. I think I hit him too hard.
I stood, holding the rock tightly and waiting for the wolf to be back on his feet and tear out my throat but I wanted to free Warren from the pain. So fear is not an option.
When the wolf didn't make any movement, his fur began fading and soon Warren was on the cold grass, eyes closed and lots of scars on his body. I ran to him and touched his wounds. He was unconscious and helpless. But he was warm. I tore out from my t-shirt and cleaned out the wounds. From my bag, I took out band-aid and put one on his forehead and his cheeks. There was also on his hands and legs. I treated all wounds, cleaned them by my cloth and put his jacket on him to keep him warm. But he was burning, so abnormal heat.
I took a deep breath and tried to reach his cell phone to call for help but his phone was crushed inside his pockets with the rest of his torn clothes. His pants were torn, his t-shirt was torn. I only had two shirts and I already used one so I was only wearing one t-shirt. I wished I could give him everything but it was getting too cold and my body was shaking. I didn't take my jacket back.
I think nature is mocking me today. Snow started falling.
You're kidding right? I wanted to say but soon the ground was covered by white snow. I had to move Warren out of the snow. He'd die I this cold weather. I tried carrying him but he was too heavy. But I didn't care. I used what's left of my strength to finish walking and reach the bus stop which was still a long way to go.
It was snowing really hard and I was only wearing a t-shirt. I couldn't breathe. I was tired and cold.
I walked until I couldn't walk anymore. I couldn't stand the pain. My entire body responded to it and wanted a way out of it. I was alone and no one could help me. My legs were in pain and I was too hungry and too tired to move. The snow was piling up faster. I tripped over a small log and I landed on the frozen ground on my face. Warren fell from my hands to the cold snow. I was glad nothing hit him.
God- it was so cold.
I couldn't get up from the cold snow. I was worn-out and my legs wouldn't move anymore because they lacked energy. My hands were too useless to push me off the ground. I should've eaten something before I left the house.
I couldn't get up.
I yawned and hugged my legs while I rolled over the snow on my right side.
And my heavy eyelids closed.
WARREN'S POV (point of view, if you will)
I felt like hell. Every inch of my body was hurting. And there was this weird feeling as if I'm underwater. The last thing I remember is a sharp memory of pain. I also remember kissing Dess. How great it was and how happy I felt. I opened my eyes. I wanted to see her face again.
But when I wake, I wasn't in my bedroom like I thought. Instead I was in a forest and I was lying on the snow. My clothes were wet and my body was almost drowned by the snow. It took me a while to get up from the floor because I can barely move. I noticed band-aid and cloth wrapped around me. I wasn't wearing my jacket properly either. When I lifted up the torn up cloth (I don't recognize this cloth) I saw bruises. My entire body had scars all over it and it hurt. I should be going home. What am I doing here anyway?
I started walking when I tripped over something and fell flat on my face.
When I turned my face, I saw something buried inside the snow. It was shaped funny, like a doll. I felt sorry for the kid who lost this toy. I uncovered the snow just incase to see what it was.
Then my jaw dropped and my eyes popped wide open in fear.
It was Dess.
She was only wearing a tiny shirt and her eyes were closed and her skin was so pale! Tears climbed from my eyes. I couldn't breathe. I've never seen anything paler than her. Nothing! I gasped as I realized it was her t-shirt that was torn and on my bruises. There was blood on the snow that was half covered by the snow. I noticed bruises on her neck and her left hand.
I picked her up from the snow and put my ears to her heart. No! Please live, Desiree, no!
It was barely there. But it was there and I felt relieved. I got out of my jacket and put it on her cold body. She was colder than the snow. I ran.
I ran.
I've never been scared like this in all my life.
Please, live Dess.
I ran like never before to the bus stop. I kept Dess closer to my body because I was feeling unusually warm. When we reached the bus stop I hold her with one hand because I was too scared to let go of her. I started signaling cars and begging them to stop. After a few minutes one gray car came.
She was an old lady, in her sixties probably and helped me take Dess to the hospital. When we reached the Seattle hospital, we put her in an emergency room. I got to the waiting room and called Jared.
Please pick up.
Ring.
Ring.
Ring,
He picked up on the seventh ring.
"Hello?" he said sleepily.
"Jared? It's me, Warren. Something happened." I said. My voice was shaking and my breathing was so quick and sharp.
"Dude, do you know what time it is? It's ten. Call me back in the morning."
"Jared! I'm at the Seattle hospital."
I could hear Jared's heartbeat from here.
"What? Are you okay?" he asked, urgently.
"Me? I'm fine. Of course, listen you know Desiree right?" I asked him. He told me he knows her of course. "What was her last name?"
"I think its Cullen. Why?"
"Can you check on the phone book so we could call her parents? She's in the emergency room."
Jared gasped.
"I'll come. I don't know if I can find a phonebook. I'll be there in thirty minutes."
He hanged up on me. I couldn't breathe properly.
Dess was in the emergency room with a bruise on her neck and a broken arm. She was almost frozen to death. And all of this was my fault. Who am I? What am I?
I looked over the window to see a Doctor touching Dess's neck and her arms. He came out of the room and called me.
"How is she?" I asked him.
He lowered his glasses.
"She has bruises on her neck like a huge animal attacked her. Perhaps a bear. She has a broken wrist. Her body is also in danger. It was too cold and I need to make sure it's warmer and healthier. You see she's very underweight and anything we give her must be very carefully. She might have to spend the night here." He told me.
I fought so hard against my tears who were threatening to fall.
"Will she be alright? Has she lost too much blood? Is the bruise going to heal quickly? Is it going to hurt her more? Is she…?"
The doctor cut me off.
"She'll be alright in no time. No need to worry. We'll take care of her." he assured me. "Now son, are you a relative?"
"No. she's my girlfriend." It felt wonderful to say that out loud. She was my girlfriend. But I don't know what she's going to do with me when she gets up. She's going to hate me and wish to never see my ugly face again. What have I done? But I'll worry about that one after she's alright. That's what matters. If she hates me, I deserve it. I almost killed her.
I can't even bear the thought of her, dead, and cold.
It was too much to bear.
I ran to the men's room and sobbed until I can't produce any more tears. What have I done to her?
DESS'S POV
I opened my eyes and found myself in a warm, comfortable bed with blue sheets. My left hand was bandaged and there was tube in my arms. I tried to sit up straight.
"Don't…please don't move." I heard someone say and felt a warm hand pushing me back to my position. I turned to see Warren's puffy red eyes and weak face. He still has the scars from that awful transformation. He smiled sadly at me.
My heart started signing at the sight of him.
Literally.
"What have I done to you?" he said sadly.
I looked at him quizzically.
"Huh?" I asked.
"I know you probably don't want to see me again, but I just wanted to apologize. I'm really sorry Dess. I don't know what happened to me. I wish maybe…someday you'll forgive me I know I don't deserve it but…I'm really sorry." he got up and started walking away.
I couldn't find my voice.
"Warren…" I said in a small voice. He turned around, slowly meeting my eyes with hunger. "Where are you going?"
"Jared is her to take me. I'm going to try and call your parents so they could come." He said slowly.
"Why?" my voice was so low and so weak, "why…are….you leaving…me?"
He looked at me again to make sure I was sane and really saying these words. I didn't want him to leave me. I know I hurt him bad but I just wished if he'd stay…for a while.
"You want me to stay?" he asked.
I couldn't bear him leaving so I nodded.
"But I did all this to you and you want me to stay?" he asked.
Oh, I get it. He's blaming this on himself. Poor guy, he thought it was his fault.
"You didn't hurt me. It was an accident. Please stay." I begged. My voice was still weak but I managed to say these before another exhaustion hit me. I closed my eyes.
When I wake up again, I was still in the same room and there were those stupid needles in my arm. The clock on the wall said it was 3 in the morning. When I turned to my left, I saw Warren sleeping on the desk. He looked so calm and peaceful I wished I could just….
"You awake?" I looked to the door to see the nurse smiling brightly at me. She was holding food and she got inside. She put the tray and started pouring the milk.
"He ordered these for you from the restaurant." She pointed at Warren. "He didn't leave since you were here. Wouldn't eat, wouldn't move." She shook her head and then sat down next to me. She measured my temperature, recorded it and left me with the food.
After she got out, Warren made a tiny movement. Then he opened his eyes.
"Good morning sleepy head." I've had gained strength.
He smiled so widely that it left me breathless. I was happy to see us here in the hospital still alive, still together. He got closer to my bed and kissed my cheeks. Then he kissed my forehead, my hands.
"How are you?" he asked softly. I scooted over for him to sit on the bed next to me. He holds my waist with one hand. I was so used to vampire's cold touch that I welcomed the warmth from his skin. I was getting high, naturally.
"I'm pretty good and I'm about to eat two burgers on my own. Want to help me eat?" I asked.
"No, thank you. I already ate." He lied.
I punched his arm but it hurts since I used my broken arm.
"AW, I need to get used to this." I focused my attention to Warren. "Warren, why are you lying to me? The nurse told me you didn't even move from here."
He smiled at me.
I handed him one of my burgers.
"If you won't eat, then I won't either."
He sighed. "You're so stubborn Dess." And he took a bite from his burger and looked at me in the eyes, silently ordering me to eat. I bit my burger.
There was silence and then we stared at each other and then we said "Thanks," in unison.
"Me first." He said. "I know it's your t-shirt. And I know you saved me. I'm still sorry about the scars and almost…killing you. I will never forgive myself for that. You saved my life. Thank you."
I opened my mouth several times to disagree but his look told me he won't hear what I have to say. Then it was my turn to say thank you.
"I'm sorry I hit you in the head with the rock. I'm so sorry. And thanks for saving my life. I wish someday, I'll pay you back. Please don't blame yourself. Do that for me. It was NOT your fault."
After fifteen minutes, he still was stubborn and won't let me talk him out of it. I gave up. We finished our first meal together and lay on the bed. Finally, he kissed me again. It wasn't like before, it was soft, really gentle but sweeter. I didn't want to pull back but I had to force myself again.
"Well at least one good thing came out of this…" I touched his nose with my good hand.
"What is that?" he asked.
"I get to have you." I said. He smiled. I kissed him shortly and briefly. Then I yawned. He smiled again and got up form the bed.
"Where are you going?" I asked.
"You need to sleep." He said as if it's the most obvious thing. "I need to call your parents."
I just remembered that. I nodded and let him go. After he closed the door behind him on his way out, I sighed and felt a little sad. Then the door opened again and Warren ran back inside. Then he kissed me one more time and whispered 'I'll be right back,' and ran out of my room. I smiled and closed my eyes to let sleep find me.
Guys, check out these facts. They're pretty cool.
a polar bear actually has black skin and clear fur
A cockroach can live nine days without its head before it starves to death.
An ostrich's eye is bigger than its brain.
Tigers have striped skin, not just striped fur.
Alfred Hitchcock didn't have a belly button. It was eliminated when he was sewn up after surgery.
Cranberries are sorted for ripeness by bouncing them; a fully ripened cranberry can be dribbled like a basketball.
A goldfish has a memory span of three seconds.
Cats have over one hundred vocal sounds, while dogs only have about ten.
The only 15 letter word that can be spelled without repeating a letter is uncopyrightable
Peanuts are one of the ingredients of dynamite.
the longest one-syllable word in the English language is 'screeched'
rubber bands last longer when refrigerated
there are more chickens than people in the world
no words in the English language rhyme with month, orange, silver or purple
tigers have striped skin not just striped fur
more people are killed by donkeys than in plane crashes each year
Shakespeare invented over 1700 words used in the English language
no president in the US was an only child
the average chocolate bar has eight insect legs in it
Eskimos use refrigerators to keep food from freezing
women blink nearly twice as much as men
Aren't these facts so interesting?
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