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Drops of sweat ran down my face. Uhh. (A/N: underlines mean a noise, like a sound Edward makes) My hair stuck to my forehead. I could barely keep my eyes open.
I moaned, the fever trapping me inside.
"Edward," Nurse Holland called for me, patting me on the shoulder. "Edward, I need you to look at me."
I turned over, in a trance, wanting to get away.
"What is the matter?" (A/N: italics mean it's a flashback of Bella)
Isabella? Was she here?
"No, no, no, Isabella. Stop. I. Miss. Where? Sorry." I whined, not making sense.
Nurse Holland turned around, troubled.
"Doctor Cullen," She hollered. "I think he's getting worse."
He walked towards the door and motioned for her to come to him, far enough away from me.
"His mother just passed." He murmured solemnly.
I couldn't hear what he said, I just heard "mother." I moaned, pushing my hair away from my face. Drooled soaked the hospital gown I was wearing. Sobs covered the rest of their conversation.
I sat up long enough to hear snippets of the conversation.
"He keeps mentioning her name." The nurse observed.
Euhh. I could not concentrate.
"I would say it probably these do not have any relevance. He is suffering from delusions most likely." Doctor Cullen noted.
"Tell me why"
"Where are you?" I demanded, yelling and shaking. "Why are you hiding?"
I twitched and screamed, my eyes fluttered and everything became a blur.
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Carlisle's POV
It would be the only time I could do it. The last possible moment.
The poor boy was completely alone, his parents gone.
"Edward," I demanded. "I need to do this."
I had been telling him for a long time, but he just tossed and turn, coughing up blood, in fatal condition. There wasn't anything I could do to save him.
"Edward, calm down."
I pinned him down, rubbing my face against his jawbone. I rubbed his neck where I would sink my teeth in.
I grabbed his head and stuck my teeth into his throat.
He shook back to life, yelling, grasping my hair in his hands, trying to pull me away.
Mmm. The taste of his blood. Mmm. I couldn't pull myself away. Yes. Yes! Yes! (A/N sorry if this whole thing seemed sexual, not my intention...is that review-worthy?)
"Stop!" He screeched. "Burns! It buurns. Stop!"
I quickly became disgusted at myself and desperately tired to pull away.
I pushed myself off, flying halfway across the quarter.
He lay there, lifeless.
Did I kill him? Oh no, I couldn't have! No! No!
I sat by him, still hearing small gasps and screams.
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He finally looked up, staring at me. His eyes blood red (A/N if that is wrong - please review it. were edward's eyes blood red when he first changed? sorry, I'm on vacay so I can't check with my books)
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