Chapter 18
Jacob's POV
Emma called me asking if I could come over. Right away I left, and ran to her house. I wonder what's wrong? I climbed through her window. I saw her sitting on her bed crying, she's holding a razor.
"Emma," I said as I sat down next to her. She hadn't cut herself. Thank God.
"Jake, I didn't hear you," she said.
"Em, what's the matter?" I said wiping away her tears, taking the razor from her hand and setting it on the dresser.
"It's my mom. I-I just realized it-it was my first birthday with out her," she managed to say between sobs. I lay down next to her in her bed. She laid her head on my chest. I ran my hands through her hair and kiss the top of her head as she sobbed. It hurts me to see her crying.
"W-Will you stay all night?" she asked half-asleep.
"Yes, Emma. Yes."
She fell asleep on me. She looked so peaceful. Her was red and blotchy from crying, but she still looked so beautiful. How could anyone so beautiful be in so much pain? Soon, I fell asleep as well.
I'm running, running.
"Jacob?! Jacob!" I hear her calling for me. The more I run towards her voice the farther away she sounds. I hear a blood-curdling scream.
"NO! Emma!"
I run faster. I see something up ahead. It's Emma. Her body lays on the ground, pale, cold, and lifeless. I see the bite marks on her neck. She's dead, gone.
I sat bolt up right. I was sweating. It was only a nightmare. I saw Emma sleeping peacefully next to me. I looked at the clock. I was 1am.
"Jake? What's the matter?" she said, sleepily, in her soft beautiful voice.
"It's nothing, Em."
I lay back down next to her, I held her tight. I would never let that dream come true. Never.
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