Author Notes: Yay. I finally finished this chapter. I'm hoping to get the next chapter finished by the end of the week.
Eternal
Edward never panicked. That was something I learned right away. Even with bullets headed straight for him, he always kept his cool. His grip around me tightened as he protected me from the oncoming bullet. He never once flinched as it connected with his skin. It was almost like he didn't feel it at all.
He reached into his coat, and in one fluent moment he pulled out a Remington, he quickly turned and fired a shot behind him. It was in that moment I realized how different Edward was. He never once hesitated as he went against both the police force and the mobsters in the street. He seemed to know where everyone was hidden, and managed to miss every bullet sent his way.
I stood there clinging to his arm, afraid to move. The only thing I could think of was Vince. He was laying to my left. Unmoving. I couldn't keep back the tears as I thought about how moments ago he was standing next to me. I didn't notice the bullet pierce my skin at first, not until I saw the blood flowing from my arm. This time I screamed.
I buried my face into his chest, and I barely noticed how cool his skin was. I could hear the chaos around us, but it sounded like it was far away. The screams, the gunshots, the sound of bullets ricocheting off the wall behind me. All I could focus on was the pulsing pain in my left arm.
Everything after that moment was a blur. Even if I try and recall what happened my memories are only broken fragments of what happened that evening. I know that Edward was one of the only men still standing at the end of the shootout. He was unscratched.
I don't remember leaving the street, or what happened to Vince's body, but I do remember that Edward never once let go of me. Not even when we reached the medical building. His hand was still in mine as I was placed on the table.
"What happened?" I couldn't see the man, but he sounded young, almost too young to be a doctor. I tried to voice my disapproval, but Edward only placed his finger over my lips.
"We were ambushed." Edward spoke in a hushed voice.
"How did you miss it?" The doctor had placed a syringe to my arm. I felt him push down, and the cool liquid filled my veins.
"I wasn't paying attention. Just get the bullet out, I don't know how much longer I can stand it." His hand tightened around mine. I was in to much pain to piece together what the were saying. I could almost feel the darkness around me and the drug was beginning to work.
"Sleep well Tessa."