To be a King and wear a crown is a thing more pleasant to them that see it, than it is pleasant to them that bear it.
I were content to hear matters argued and debated pro and contra as all princes must that will understand what is right, yet I look ever as it were upon a plain tablet wherein is written neither partility or prejudice.
There is no jewel, be it of never so rich a price, which I set before this jewel; I mean your love.
Though God hath raised me high, yet this I account the glory of my reign, that I have reigned with your loves.
I have ever used to set the last Judgement Day before mine eyes, and so to rule as I shall be judged to answer before a higher judge.
You may have many a wiser prince sitting in this seat, but you never have had, or shall have, any who loves you better.
It is not my desire to live or to reign longer than my life and reign shall be for your good.
~Golden Speech~
1601
Elizabeth I
Sellotape an end to
Sellotape an end to
Sellotape an end to
Sellotape an end
Sitting pretty, uptightly
The knots, keep you at my side
Upstairs in corners
Eyes blink for the call
Up and out,
my beacon,
Will choke if yours is taken
I'd have four more lines
Four more lines
Sellotape an end to
Sellotape an end to
Sellotape an end to
Sellotape an end
Harder thoughts, mosquito
Right down my fickle hands
Machine surprises
Meant for me
Up and out, my beacon
Will choke, if yours is taken
I'd have four more lines
Four more lines
Sellotape an end to
(In this Falkland way)
Sellotape an end to
(Turning on the pictures first)
Sellotape an end to
Sellotape an end
Sellotape an end to
Stormy letters hide me,
Over Silent sorrows, breaks it
Swirls with every tear drop
Pulls my fighting dear across
Sellotape an end to this
Feels years,
leaves knots,
bleeds burst,
keeps apart
Feels years,
leaves knots,
bleeds burst,
keeps,
an honest fool
Feels years, l
eaves knots,
Keeps apart
Feels years,
leaves knots,
Keeps apart
Sellotape an end to
a story that is ending
Sellotape an end to
a story that is ending
~End tapes~
The Joy Formidable
I watched him phase into the woods.
And I heard Bella's tortured cries from the other room.
Edmund wasted no time in going to his wife's side, consoling her shaking body as grief overcame her in the most vulnerable way. I watched as she clutched at his shirt, a shirt god knows how much it cost.
I mean for gods sake - they had Egyptian cotton toilet paper.
Could people really be that wealthy?
Yes.
Is that all your going to say? No whity comment or remark?
No. I'm a bit tired, to tell you the truth.
Well, it's nice that I'm being told the truth.
I always tell you the truth.
...
Who are you?
I stood by the floor length window, my eyes still focused on the forest - ignoring the conflicting sunset that threatened to consume the skies.
"Anna?"
I turned around, my finger intertwined in my necklace and I cocked an eyebrow questionably at Edmund, wondering what he was doing up in my room and he cleared his throat, pinching the bridge of his nose.
Did I mention he looked terrible?
Still a sex god in every right, though.
Annoying, to say the least.
"What do you want?"
He looked at my room. "May I?"
"You ... may."
He stepped into my room hesitantly, and I turned back to the window - looking back into the darkness before I craned my neck, looking at him. "What do you want?"
"Why do you assume I want something from you?"
I scoffed. "Because if you didn't, you wouldn't be in my room."
I looked back out the window before sighing - coking my head to the side and crossing my arms across my chest in utter annoyance and impatience. "If your not going to ask me anything, go back to looking depressed and being emotionally damaged."
"I need you to talk to Bella."
My eyebrow cocked in confusion. "I do- I mean, I haven't been ignoring her."
Edward shook his head, frustrated as his hands clenched. "I need you to talk to Bella."
He wants you to try to tell her to get rid of the baby.
"About getting rid of the baby!" I asked, shocked that he would even ask that and he nodded. "Why would I ever do that?"
He looked to me, his dark eyes flashing. "Because she will die. Bella will die."
I bit my lip, images of Bella's corpse flashing through my mind and I shook my head - trying to rid myself of them. "What if she doesn't? Can she?"
Edward sarcastically, and dryly laughed. "She thinks Carlisle can save her - inject her with venom at the last moment. The chances of her living are slim to none. She will die if she has that thing."
"That thing is your child. It's just a little baby. A baby."
He shook his head, his jaw locked in fury. "We don't know what it is!"
"So you can't say it's not a baby!" I argued, my eyes flashing. "This is apart of Bella, and you would want to kill it!"
He looked to me, pleadingly yet angrily. "If it would save her-"
"And you don't think she would hate you afterwards?" I asked, narrowing my eyes.
He shook his head, denying the fact that if he was to take the baby away from it's mother - Bella would hate him with every cell of her being. Even I had realised that, that if anyone were to take the child away, Bella would go into a depression so deep that no one, not even her husband, could bring her out of.
"She would understan-"
I dryly laughed, scoffing. "She would understand that you took away her only chance at a child!"
"It's not her only chance." Edward murmured, and I raised my eyebrows.
"What are you going to do?" I asked, shaking my head as I leant against the window. "Artificially inseminate her with a strangers child? You think that would make her happy? That that would replace your child!"
"I just you need you to talk to her!" He exclaimed, his eyes wide. "To convince her!"
I pursed my lips. "How would I convince her?"
"Your her cousin, her best friend!" He said, trying to convince me. "She would listen to you! You the only one that can do it!"
I shook my head. "I can't do that to Bella."
He shook his head, looking at time one last time before leaving my room and I shook my head, staring back out onto the lawn and my eyes widened at what I saw. Wolves the size as horses broke through the tree's and onto the perfectly trimmed and green lawn. I didn't waste any time on going down the stairs, remembering to pace myself and I looked out, watching Edmund go into the porch - speaking to the wolves as if he was speaking to they're human forms. "Jacob? Seth? What's going on?"
I couldn't see much from the back, well, I did get a nice view of his ass but that's basically it.
It's such a nice ass.
I know.
It's kind of hard to look at.
How does someone really look like that?
He must do some serious butt exercises.
And then I heard it.
"They want to kill Bella?" He snarled flatly, and I went out on the porch - joined by Jasper and Emmett, whose teeth were exposed like savages.
I shook my head, my eyes widening as they started to move towards them and I grabbed Emmett - his head snapping back to me as he looked down at my prying hand and his savage expression softened as he realised what I was trying to do. "No,"
Edward nodded, his eyes unmoving from the two wolves. "Em, Jazz - not them! The others. The pack is coming."
"What?" I asked, my eyes widening. "To do what? Kill Bella?"
I saw Jacobs head, huge and covered in russet fur, snap to mine - his dark eyes reaching into mine and I felt my chest contract painfully as I found it hard to ignore the eyes I had been so mesmerised in.
Edward nodded stiffly, infuriated, and Emmet narrowed his eyes - his large hands clenching. "What's their problem?" He demanded.
Well, they were transformed into wolves against their will and are now forever condemned to a life of the paranormal.
But still, what's their problem?
"The same one as mine," Edward hissed. "But they have their own plan to handle it. Get the others. Call Carlisle! He and Esme have to get back here now."
Where had they gone?
They were here a second ago!
"They aren't far," Edward said in the same dead voice as before. "Will you be in danger, Seth?" Edward asked.
He wheeled and darted into the darkness, and Emmett looked down at me - his topaz eyes glazing with worry. "You should go inside."
I shook my head. "No. I'm fine out here."
I heard a large, and agonized growl and Edward ripped his eyes from the Jacobs, well, the wolf's and he looked down at me. "You need to go inside."
I shook my head. "I'm fine out here. If the pack want to come, then they'll have to kill me too."
Edward's eyes flashed with realisation. "Go inside. Now. Go near Bella."
The wolf whined again, his eyes flashing and Edward sneered. "They can't kill her! She should be near Bella! They can't touch her!" He stayed silent for a moment, before he snarled. "At least they'd both be safe then!"
Edward turned to me, his gaze hard. "Go. Now."
"Why-"
"JUST GO INSIDE NOW!"
I crossed my arms across my chest. "No."
And then I found myself looking at Bella, whom was curled up awkwardly on a narrow bed in the centre of the open space. Not a normal bed—one with rails like in a hospital. Also like a hospital were the monitors strapped to her body, the tubes stuck into her skin. The lights on the monitors flashed, but there was no sound. The dripping noise was from the IV plugged into her arm—some fluid that was thick and white, not clear.
"YOU STUPID BLOODSUCKING FUCKER!" She stirred at my infuriated screams, and I put my hand on her bare arm - leaning back into the couch as I focused on Bella's breathing. It was harsher, laboured. It hitched and broke in strange rhythms. Rosalie sat beside her, looking over to me with a small smile.
They all came back into the house, and I narrowed my eyes - crossing my arms across my chest in annoyance.
Stupid fuckers.
All of them.
I wish I could buy some coffins, force them into it and nail them shut.
And then write a best selling book series that would thrust me into a life of fame.
Awesome plan.
Thanks.
"It was a false alarm," Edward was explaining in that dead voice, his unmoving eyes focusing on something else. "Seth was upset about something else, and he forgot we were listening for a signal. He's very young."
"Nice to have toddlers guarding the fort," Emmett grumbled.
"They've done us a great service tonight, Emmett," Carlisle said. "At great personal sacrifice."
"Yeah, I know. I'm just jealous. Wish I was out there."
"Seth doesn't think Sam will attack now," Edward said mechanically. "Not with us forewarned, and lacking two members of the pack."
"What does Jacob think?" Carlisle asked.
"He's not as optimistic."
No one spoke for a while before Carlisle started to walk over to Bella's sleeping form, only to have Rose shoot up. "Don't touch her! You'll wake her up," Rosalie whispered.
Sighing, Carlisle shook his head - frustrated. "Rosalie," Carlisle murmured.
"Don't start with me, Carlisle. We let you have your way earlier, but that's all we're allowing."
She choked a little in her uneasy sleep, and both Edward and Rosalie moved in to hover over her. Her body jerked, and she whimpered. Rosalie smoothed her hand across Bella's forehead. Edward's body stiffened— and I narrowed my eyes once again, standing up so I could be as far away from him as possible. He looked down at his sleeping wife, his expression crazed before I looked to Emmett, pleading him to stop Edward and just before Edward could do anything, Emmett wrenched himself between them before there was time to blink.
He held his hands up to Edward warningly. "Not tonight, Edward. We've got other things to worry about."
Edward turned away from us, looking back to a prying wolf and I sighed, sitting beside Bella's bed as I grabbed her cold hand - looking down at her small, meatless fingers and I shook my head. It almost seemed that if I held them to hard, I could crush them within an instant.
"You never deserved any of this Bell's."
Edward looked up, looking to me. "No. No she didn't."
Here is another chapter for you all!
Sorry it's a bit late but I had work saturday and sunday, and I was exhausted after being on my feet all day. Sorry :/
I have to say, though, Kids are such little ... twirps! I mean, someothers really need to control their children and I understand that is hardbut put them on a leesh! And if you can't control them, don't bring them to a cafe. There was this one kid that walked into me three times, and I nearlly spilt the coffee I was carrying on him.
And then he would be scarred for life!
And it would be my fault!
And I would get sued!
Stupid kids - see what events they cause!
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