Emily's Nightmare5
Emily's POV
I woke up with the worst headache I've ever had. Everything around me was louder than usual. I glanced over at my clock and whined. It was 9 in the morning. School had started two hours ago. I got of my couch slowly, but not slowly enough, because when I stood, the world seemed to spin dramatically out of control. Once the room stopped spinning so fast, I forced my legs to walk towards the bathroom. Once inside I looked at myself and groaned. My eyes where red and puffy, my nose was just as red as my eyes. I was definitely sick. I brushed out my hair and tied it back in a ponytail and washed my face. In the end my overall appearance looked better, not perfect, but better.
I walked downstairs, not expecting anyone to be at home. It was Monday, so my siblings went to school, my dad went to work and my mom went out with her 'book pals'. I walked into the kitchen, every step just as loud as the next, and saw a note on the counter. It read;
Emily,
We didn't want to wake you, for your sick (duh) and Carlisle didn't think it was right for you to go to school. Esme was worried about leaving you alone, but we convinced her that you would be fine, so don't do anything stupid. We'll be home at 2, but if you need something, call us.
Edward
P.S. There's Tylenol in the medicine cabinet.
I put the note down and walked to bathroom, where the medicine cabinet was. I found right away, being the only medicine we had since none of us had ever gotten sick, until now. I looked at what the dosage was supposed to be: two tablets for 18yrs or older every to hours / one tablet for 12-17 yrs. Every two hours. I was 18 years of age, but being half-vampire, I stopped growing at 14. I wondered if my immune system had kept growing or if it stopped as well. If I took two pills, and I was only supposed to take one, then I could overdose myself and die (if it was possible for vampires to die of overdose), but if I only took one pill, then I wouldn't get better fast enough. I decided to call Carlisle, before I worried myself to much. I called him and the phone rang, his secretary picked up "Hello" she said.
"Hello, may I please speak to Dr. Cullen, it's his daughter," I told her.
"He's not here right now. Never mind, he just walked in, let me get him for you," she told me sweetly. I waited as she got him on the phone.
"Hello," he said.
"Hi dad, it's Emily," I told him, trying to sound cheery and not sick.
"Oh, hello Emi is everything all right?" he asked concerned. "Everything's all right, I was just wondering how much of the Tylenol I should take," He pondered on that, "What are the dosages?" he asked me.
"Two pills for 18 and over; one pill for 12 and over" I repeated the dosages to him "Well, I think you should take the two pills, since you are 18," he said simply. "But, I stopped growing when I turned 14" I reminded him. There was a silence, "Dad, I think I just won't take anything," I told him.
"That maybe the best idea, for know," he told me. I told him good-bye and hung up the phone.
The day went on, and I ended disconnecting anything electronic. I had 'super' hearing like the rest of my family, getting sick had made my hearing super sensitive. The lowest hum sounded like an electronic wood saw. I was lying on the couch in the family room, when I heard the door open. It was really loud and the footsteps that followed where even louder. "Emily, where here," shouted Emmett. I managed a low shh noise and covered my ears. I could hear the footsteps come closer, each one louder than the rest; and the breathing of my siblings. I turned over, covering my head with the pillow to lower the noise.
"Emily," said Edward.
I looked up to look at him, "Edward, do me a favor, stop breathing and talking so loud," I asked him. He looked at me conscionably, but did as I asked him. I lowered my head back onto the couch and covered it once more with the pillow.
"Emily, are you okay?" asked Bella softly. Of course, it wasn't softly enough, but bearable.
I didn't even lift my head this time, "No. Everything is so loud!" I whined. I felt someone sit on the couch, and take the pillow away from my head. I sat up, and faced Jasper. He leaned in to touch my forehead, with his cold hand. It felt really good.
"She's warmer than usually," he said to Edward.
Edward nodded his head, "She probably has a fever."
"Is that why she thinks everything so loud?" asked Bella.
"Maybe, maybe it has to do with how her hearing is stronger than an average human. Her hearing must have become super sensitive to sound, when she got sick, as it happens with most humans," he explained. Edward had studied medicine in his long years of living.
"I better take her to her room," said Jasper. "Can you walk," he asked me. I shook my head. He got up and pulled me up into his arms. I suddenly remembered something. "Bella, there are people here, who want to talk to you. I think there names where Ham and Quilt," I told her tiredly. "They're in the sun room." She looked over at Edward questionable, he shook his head. During the day, two people had knocked on the door. By then I was too nauseas to actually listen to them. I told them to wait in the sunroom, until someone got home. I leaned my head against Jasper, who picked me up and carried me to my room. I immediately feel asleep, when I hit the couch. I didn't know if it was because of Jasper or what, but I was glad I could sleep. If I had only known that by falling asleep, my nightmare would begin.
A/N: Right, so on the top it say's Emile's Nightmare5 ignore that. I've had to change the chapters, because I couldn't get chp. 1 ½ so I made that chapter 2 so now everything is up one chapter. Same thing as last chapter note, help with anything. Thanks.