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Here's chapter 25! So glad that you all really got into the last chapter I posted and I'm sure you're all you are dying to know what's gonna happen next with Seth, Ella and everyone else. Can't wait to read all of your lovely reviews :D

~Dazzler 916~

Chapter 25

Now We're Getting Somewhere

(Seth's P.O.V.)

Two weeks...and it feels like a lifetime without her. I've only been to four days of school in the past two weeks and there's atleast a pile of work that I haven't done, but I'm sure Ella's gonna have a lot more than me.

All I've done is sit here and wait.

Wait for her to wake up.

Right now I don't have the best of luck, and it's because she's getting worse.

Her heart rate has gone from 85...to 78.

If it goes any lower than 70 then there's a chance that she'll just never wake up and eventually take her last breath.

"Seth," The familar voice of Mr. Gardner entered the room.

I turned around to find him standing behind me.

"Yes sir?" I asked him.

"Can I talk to you outside for a moment?"

I kissed Ella's hand before leaving the room. I closed the door once I walked out.

"How are you doing son?" He patted me on the back.

"Alright I guess, but I'm sure you've been doing a lot more worse than myself." I said.

"Right you are Seth, right you are...in the end I just don't wanna lose another daughter." He muttered.

Respecting the fact that I knew he wasn't finished talkin, I just nodded and let him continue.

"Ella's special...she always has been and that's my litte girl—but right now my little girl is stuck in this mess. Lord knows how long it's gonna take to recover. So all we can do is be patient. She'll come back to us when she's ready. Ella's got a lot of good things ahead of her...and I hope that you'll still be apart of that."

"You think she'll make it?" I asked him.

"I can only hope, right now it's in God's hands whether we like it or not. But it's nice to know that people really care about her and even took the time to come see her."

"Seeing her like this—"

"It's like tortue isn't it?" He said.

"Yea, pretty much," I mumbled.

Everything got quiet all too fast. Mr. Gardner's been like this for a while. When he speaks he always keeps it very short. But you can tell that him and his wife are really struggling with it.

It's like all of us are in this weird state of shock where we can't really talk. Every conversation is very short, yet even if what they say might not seem like it makes any sense whatsover...it actually does.

Weird I know, but that's just how it is.

(Chloe's P.O.V.)

These past two weeks have been to much for all of us.

My bestfriend is in a coma and then one of my friends is dead, and yet people won't stay the hell out of my face—especially at school.

Belinda and I can't even walk down the hallways without someone coming up to us and asking about Ella and how sorry they are about Randy.

That day when the doctor told us he was dead...everyone started freaking out.

Mason was so upset that he kicked a chair over and ended up breaking it. We all cried for hours, staying in that stuffy little room. I walked out two hours later so I could check on my daughter.

Thank God I had Gabe there to help me out.

Walking back into the waiting room I found Nora taking a nap in Gabe's lap. It's nice seeing my daughter get along so well with my boyfriend :).

My parents took Nora back to the house so she could sleep and so I could have some alone time with Gabe. He held me in his arms and we layed down in the back of his car.

He let me cry, he let me cry for hours in his embrace.

I felt safe, I always feel safe when I'm around him...that's when I told Gabe "I love you" for the first time. I'll never forget that day when I over heard Gabe telling my daughter who recently turned three years old a few weeks ago that he loved me.

Gabe never knew that I overheard him saying that, but I felt even more connected to him after we said "I love you" out loud for the first time. It's like we have this invisible bond that keeps bringing us closer together.

Despite everything that was going on that day, Gabe and Nora made it all better.

Still, things haven't been the same without Ella.

This entire sitaution has affected us all, but some more than others—myself included. I've had a few family members die through out my life so far...but never a friend.

Randy would have to be the first.

He was a nice guy. The whole time when he tried his hardest not to act like he didn't have a crush on Ella, I knew he did. A lot people knew that Randy liked Ella despite how many times he denied it. I love how oblivious Ella can be sometimes because she had absolutely no idea. In the end he just gave up after realizing how tightly bound she was to Seth. But it was nice to see them become friends before it all crashed and burned...literally.

The only that bothers me is...what's gonna happen when Ella wakes up?

She's gonna be asking about the baby, she's gonna be asking about Randy. She'll probably want to see him—and I don't think I would have the guts to tell her even is she asked me.

She's going to be so devistated.

(Seth's P.O.V.)

It's getting late, but I'm still here.

She's my imprint, and no matter what happens I'm never gonna leave her. In this case I told myself that I was never gonna leave her side (literally) until I know that she's okay.

Her rate is even lower now.

Now it's at 75. Any lower and I just might lose her.

"Seth it's getting late. You should go home—"

"It's fine Carlisle. I don't mind. It's Friday night and right now there's no place I'd rather be than here, with her." I told him.

"I see," Carlisle raised his eyebrows.

"Has Sasha come yet?" I asked him. It's been a while since I last talked to her.

"Actually no, the only reason she hasn't been here is because this place is too public—plus it's not safe for her to start going out especially since she's become a vampire quite recently. If someone saw her then it would cause too much controversy" He explained.

"Oh...well I'm sure you'll figure out something. This is her sister. This is her only relative who actually knows that she's still alive—you have to make sure Sasha sees her." I told him.

"I'll be sure that she does."

"Good." I muttered.

"You know she can hear you right?" Carlisle told me.

"Who can hear me, Sasha?" I was a little confused.

"No...Ella."

"How? She's in a coma—" I started to say,

"Just because she's in a coma it doesn't mean that she can't hear you. Even though a coma may cause a person's body to be unresponsive and dormant, they can still hear. You'd be surprised—she might even respond to you, it all depends. Every patient is different." He explained to me.

"How would she respond? That doesn't really make much sense. Ella can't talk." I told him.

"She probably won't be able to respond verbally, but she can probably respond physically."

I was still confused. This wasn't really making any sense. I'm still lost.

"Sometimes coma patients sometimes make very subtle movements. Often they can twitch they're fingers or even try and squeeze a person's hand—but it's a very soft touch—either way it shows signs of being somewhat conscious."

"Do you think it'll work if I tried?" I asked him.

"Several other people have talked to her, but so far no one has gotten a physical response, but you did imprint her so maybe this eternal bond of yours will break through a little bit. That's my guess—so go ahead. Give it shot." He was being more encouraging.

"Are you sure this isn't gonna me look stupid—"

"Seth, trust me." Carlisle walked out the room before I could say anything else, leaving me alone with her.

I'm not so sure about this.

I've never talked to a person who's in a coma. All I've done is sit her and hold her hand.

It's not like anything is actually is going to happen.

"Hey beautiful," I kissed her hand.

"I miss you, a lot." I said.

Nothing happened.

"You know I hate seeing you like this. You have no idea how worried I am. So many of your friends and family have come to see you. I mean—you are loved by so many people and they don't want you leave...I don't want you to leave. If I could take back everything I said during all of those arguments we've had in these past few weeks, I would. I wish I could take it all back because I feel like I—I mean it's almost like—this is all my fault. I know it's all my fault and I feel terrible. We've gone through so much together and I don't know what the hell I would do without you here. This whole situation with the baby just put me into this huge state of shock and I put this all on you which is what I shouldn't have done in the first place. I just want you to get better...you have to get better."

Still nothing...all I could hear was the unsteady beat of her heart. The eerie beeping sound of her heart monitor was starting to make me a little irritated

I continued to look at the heart monitor screen. I didn't like seeing all of these wires and needles and machines hooked up to her body. She's a lot more fragile than she looks.

Then the monitor made a loud beep and I snapped my head up to see what was going on.

Now her heart rate is at 72.

It made me start to go into an even bigger panic.

"No no no, don't do this to me. Not now. You're not leaving me, not tonight. You've worked way too hard to get where you are and I'm not gonna let you give up. Just try and stay strong...for me...and if not for me...then just do it for all of us. There are way too many people who would hate to see you go. You're going to be okay. Pretty soon, you're gonna wake up and everything is just going to get even better after that. Sasha's so worried about you—she hasn't come to see you yet but she'll be here soon. I love you. I love you so much...Ella please wake up. There's so many things we haven't even done yet, we're supposed to spend the rest of lives together. You're not supposed to leave me—and I know I'm repeating myself but I just want you to hear me loud and clear. Ella May you have no idea how sorry I am. None of this was supposed to happen. Things weren't meant to get this bad between us...and I'm sorry for that. I haven't exactly been a good boyfriend lately either—and I need you to forgive me. I would do anything...anything to take back everything...then I could kiss you and hold you in my arms...and tell you how much I love you."

She's so still...

I laid my head down on the bed, still sitting in the chair and I continued to hold her hand in hope that she would know I'm here trying to keep her warm.

"Sssssssssss," I heard a low hissing sound and I wasn't exactly sure where it was coming from.

"Ssssssee,"

There it goes again.

"Ssseee,"

It's almost as if a very faint voice is trying to same my name—then it hit me.

"Ella?" I looked at her.

"Ssssseeeeeee," I watched as she barely opened her mouth.

"Yes yes yes!" I whispered before kissing the palm of her hand several times. "I'm right here May, I'm right here." I told her.

"Ssssssseeee," She's obviously to weak to say anything else, but I felt so relieved that she was trying.

"Baby, I'm right here." I murmured with a tiny smile on my face. I was beginning to feel so much better about all of this.

This is a good sign. Now she wouldn't stop trying to say my name. "Sssseeeeetttth," She slurred.

"Don't worry, I'm not going anywhere." I grabbed her hand that was closest to me and started to rub it gently.

That's when it hit me. Carlisle said that in some cases they can actually move. But he never said anything talking, so that must be really good.

In my mind I was really starting to cross my fingers on this and very quickly it was getting a little hard not to get my hopes up.

"Ella...if you can hear me...then squeeze my hand—try to squeeze my hand." I had to rephrase that.

Nothing happened.

Maybe I'm talking too fast.

"Ella, well let's just say I've told you a lot in these past ten minutes—about how sorry I was and so on—but if by chance you heard anything I said or anything at all...then squeeze my hand."

I started to focus in our hands waiting to see any sudden movement in her fingertips...then it happened when I waited for a good three minutes.

At first I was completely oblivious to what was happening, then I looked down at her hand.

Her fingertips were starting move. Actually it's more of a twitch, but her fingertips were starting to wiggle around. Pretty soon all of her fingers were touching the back of my hand and I could feel her grip begin to tighten.

She squeezed it enough for me to barely feel, but it's better than feeling nothing.

This is a start...so I might as well embrace this while I can.

Maybe my luck is changing after all.

(Natalia's P.O.V.)

Not a lot of people are talking to me right now so this just really makes my week even better.

Two of my best friends aren't talking to me and then my other best friend is in a coma so I guess you could say my social life is starting to spiral down the drain.

My cousin's are visiting from Rio de Janeiro and they're going to be here for the next few weeks. I'm going to be seeing them again this summer when my family and I go back to visit the majority of our family in Brazil.

Trust me when I say I have way more cousins then just Iris and Gloria, I stopped counting years ago lol.

So I'm stuck entertaining a 17 yr. old and a 16 yr. old all by myself. Usually I have the girls here to help me out—looks like I lucked out this time.

This is their fifth visit to La Push. Iris and Gloria didn't know a lick of English when they first started coming here so I literally had to translate everything into to Portuguese so they would understand, but now I don't even have to worry about that anymore cause their English is so much better.

I promised my parents I would take them shopping today so that's exactly what we're doing right now...they only have seven different places to shop in Port Angeles and NONE meet up to my standards of shopping but it's what I have to deal with today.

But as long as my cousins seem to be okay with it then good...I don't have spend any extra money on gas just so they can shop in Seattle. I was too lazy to do any of that but I know I'm gonna have to take them there eventually :P.

We just walked out of Starbucks and sat down at a table. I caught sight of a really hot guy right after I sat down in the chair.

He looked like he had to be about 21, either way it's about time some cute guys started coming around here.

Yea he's pretty hot i'm not gonna lie, so a smile spread across my face when he made his way towards us. My cousins' started to perk up too when he got closer.

"Nem pense nisso!" I snapped in Portuguese. "Ele é muito velho para você."
(do not even think about it)~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~(He is too old for you)

Both of them rolled their eyes at me and I glared at them.

"Hi," The guy finally made it to our table and I quickly changed my tone of voice so I would seem more flirtacious.

"Oi," I smiled.
(Hi)

"Brazilian?" He asked me.

"Mmmhmm,"

"Can I ask you something?" He said.

"You can ask me anything you want..." I smirked

"Okay then...you wouldn't by chance happen to know where I could find Chloe De La Melena—"

"I'm sorry I have no idea who that is," I lied.

Well him asking me that was a turn off.

"I saw you talking to her a couple a weeks ago—"

"What the hell? Okay Stalker! Girls we're leaving." I got up and started walking away with my cousins trailing behind.

"Wait!" He jumped right in front of us and blocked out path. "It's important that I talk to her—"

"Why do you wanna talk to her? She's not that special." I told him.

"She's the mother of my child." He said.

Mother of my child? Wtf? Holy shit! "I'm sorry what did you say your name was again?" I asked him.

"Cody...Cody Virtue—"

"You're that man stealer's Baby Daddy?" I stomped my foot.

"So you do know Chloe—"

"You're damn right I do." I snarled through my teeth...that's when it hit me. Chloe's always ignoring his phone calls and she hates talking about him. Gee I wonder if her little Baby Daddy knows about her new boyfriend.

"Please just help me out. I just want to see my daughter." He pleaded.

Oh, well ring-a-ding-ding...I just got an idea.

Revenge is sweet :).

"Actually, Chloe is a really good friend of mine and Nora is just the cutest thing, now I see where Nora gets her good looks." I had to be convincing if I wanted this to work.

"Yea she does look a lot like me—anyway—you wouldn't happen to know where I could find her or Chloe?" Cody asked me.

Now we're talking...

"Um, she's probably at her parents house. In Forks...do you know where that is—"

"No." He shook his head.

"Okay so you need to go to Forks, once you're in the main part of town you're gonna take right on Pine Street and then take a left on NE 32nd st. and it's gonna be the third house on your right." I told him.

"Third house on the right. Got i! Thank you!" He ran away before I even got the chance to at least try and get his number.

Oh, well.

I continued to walk until I noticed that my cousins' stopped trailing behind me. I turned around to find them standing nearly fifteen feet away from me and both of them had their arms folded.

"Don't look at me like that!" I spat.

"What did you do?" Gloria asked me.

"Oh nothing, just helping out a friend." I smiled.

"Well maybe next time I see one of your friends—"

"Ingrid you aren't gonna say anything about this to anyone. Same goes for you Gloria. So if you really want to enjoy having fun while you're here...then you better keep your mouth shut—therefore don't under estimate me cause you two have no idea what I'm capable of. Got it?" I snapped in a low whisper.

They looked at each other for a moment, thinking about their options. Either way I don't think they're gonna have the guts so there's nothing for me to worry about.

"Whatever," Gloria rolled her eyes and started walking ahead of me. Ingrid walked right next to her.

"That's what I thought—"

"Natalia can we please keep shopping!" Now Ingrid was getting an attitude.

"If you and your sister want to act like that then you two can just walk to Seattle and miss out on all the nicer stores." I told her.

"Natalia...can we please keep shopping?" She asked me as a phony smile spread across her face.

"Much better." I . Right when I started to walk in front of them I caught them whispering.

"Oh wait that reminds me," I turned around to face them. "Talk shit about me the rest of the day and there will be problems in the future." I added.

"Fine," Both of them mumbled under their breath.

You know what they say...Karma's a bitch...so let the games begin.

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~Dazzler 916~