Chapter 9 You're Sorta Beautiful
"Oh, Jake," Edward gasped in worry.
"Are you alright? Speak to me. Oh my god, you're bleeding!"
Jacob nodded, wincing as blood poured from his arm.
His brown eyes were hazy as he stared up at Edward's face, smiling faintly.
"You know, you're sorta beautiful?"
"What?" he said in confusion.
"You've lost a lot of blood. I need to stop it."
Edward yanked on his shirt, the buttons popping off under the stress as he pulled it off quickly, pressing it to the wound carefully, his golden eyes filled with agony at Jacob's pain.
Just then the sun shone into the clearing, his pale, hard chest throwing glittering-rainbows as the light touched his bare skin.
"Yes," Jake said softly, staring up at him and smiling.
"I was right. So beautiful…"
Then he passed out in Edward's arms.
