I'm trying not to
think about
All the things you did before,
But sometimes it all
just gets to me.
I can't take it anymore.
I'll stay with
you,
But remember to
Be careful what you do,
Cause I'm not
bulletproof.
-Kerli
I heard machines and people around me. I felt a hard, plastic tube in my mouth that was warm by my breath. My arms were laid by my sides and there was a tube in my nose.
"She is stable but she has sustained major injuries. She might not wake up"
I heard a familiar voice say. It's Grampa Carlisle. I opened my eyes and saw bright lights so I squinted and I heard,
"Doctor! She waking up!"
I looked over and saw a boy about the age of fifteen or sixteen looking at me. HE was wet from being out in the rain and was looking at me in amazement.
I looked at him and saw pity in his eyes. I'll be damned if I am looked at in pity. I viciously pulled the tube out of my mouth and out of my nose.
"Whoa! There is no need to rush," Grampa said.
I looked at him and said, "I will not have anyone looking at me in pity. I was shot. It's not like I have cancer."
That obviously surprised him. I didn't care but I wanted to know what happened after I was shot. I looked back at the boy.
"Hi, I'm Pax Jordin..Charis. Thank you for bringing me to the hospital."
Thank you mom and dad for those Greek lessons.
"Hi, Im Embry and your welcome" He muttered and blushed.
"So doc, what's the prognosis? Can I leave or what?" I asked Grampa.
"Well you injuries are very extensive and you cannot-"
I rolled my eyes as he said these things and then cut him off by saying to Embry
"Embry I really love what you did for me but can you please leave the room?"
Embry nodded and left the room.
"I know what you are." I started to say and his eyes widened.
"I know who you are and what you have been through. If fact I'm your granddaughter. I am Isabella Swan's and Edward Cullen's child."