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Here's another update for you.
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It was about ten o' clock, and after finishing my homework and showering, I was heading to bed. It has been a long day, and I was more than happy to crash into my lavender bed for the night.
Alice and Jasper had been out for a while for some late night hunting, and I had said goodnight to them before they left. Parker had decided to go with them, and he gave me a quick kiss goodnight.
"Can you make it up the stairs by yourself?" Esme asked after I had said goodnight to everyone in the house. Carlisle was in his study and Rosalie and Emmett were snuggled on the couch.
"Yeah, I should be okay," I said, giving her one last goodnight before I headed for the stairs.
I made it close to the top of the staircase before I lost my footing and slipped. I came crashing down onto the stairs, my chin hitting a step.
Groaning, I tried to get up. My chin stung, and as I put my hand onto it, I could feel the slight trickling of blood.
My eyes widened and my heart started to beat faster. No, no, this couldn't be happening. I couldn't be bleeding in the house. Who knows when Parker and Jasper will be back?
Not sure what else to do, I called Carlisle.
"Car-" I began to shout, but before I could finish his name he was already swooping me off the step. In the blink of an eye, we were in his study and I was sitting on top of his desk. Everything in his study was as it usually was, except there was a small fire lit in the fireplace.
He had a tissue in his hand and was gently dabbing the blood on my chin.
"Did you bang your chin on the step?" he asked me.
"Yes. I slipped and my chin hit it," I said.
"Well," he said after tossing the tissue into the fire. "Your cut is not too big. Nothing a band aid cannot fix."
I put my hand on the cut. It was small and now it wasn't even bleeding anymore.
I lowered my hand into my lap and started fidgeting with my top.
"Are you alright?" he questioned, putting his hand on my shoulder.
"I'm sorry... that I got so... it's just that... I didn't know what to do and... I panicked that someone would come back from hunting and I would be bleeding and..." I trailed off.
Carlisle got down on his knee so he could be at my eye level.
"I see what you are saying. You were very smart to call me. Although your cut ending up being small, it was better that you were up here then sitting by yourself on the step," he told me.
He kissed me on the forehead. "You are a very smart young lady."
I smiled. "Thanks, Carlisle."
The door to Carlisle's study slowly creaked open, and Esme stepped inside.
"Are you alright, sweetheart?" she said, walking over to me and placing her hand on top of mine. I nodded and she chuckled.
"And you said you didn't need help going up the step..."
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It seemed as if it was the blink of an eye as November rolled around.
The leaves were not the only things that changed.
The usually cooler temperatures of Forks dropped even lower, causing Alice to break out the credit cards and splurge on designer sweaters, cardigans, and long-sleeved tops. As days passed on, less and less students seemed to pay attention to me and focused their attention on my siblings. I didn't see Iris as frequently, which comforted me but at the same time made me uneasy.
November 12th came up quickly, and it was a joyous day for me. It was the last day I had to wear the boot. As I took it off for the last time to shower, it showed me how far I had come in the past weeks. Even though the boot was gone, I still had the cast on my wrist until the 19th, which was a week from Thanksgiving.
Thanksgiving. With everyone in my family not able to eat human food, I don't know if we will even celebrate the holiday. I honestly wouldn't care if we celebrated Thanksgiving or not. I was thankful enough to have a family.
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Aww, will Alex have a Thanksgiving celebration? You'll have to wait to find out...