Sorry to keep you waiting, but there has been heaps and heaps of homework at school this last few weeks.
So, I know I pretty much all the time, write a story from a single persons´ pov. In this story, mostly Jamie, but there have been from Carlisle´s and Emmett´s pov a couple of times. IN this chapter, there is so much happenings on different places, so I´m not gonna write of a single person´s pov… you´ll get it.
In the Cullen- house hold, nothing much was going on at the moment before Jamie knocked the door. Jasper and Alice were out hunting, Nessie, Edward and Bella were in a house of their own, a few miles away, Emmett was watching a football- game on the TV. Carlisle and Esme, lay in their bed, doing mostly nothing, and Rosalie stood on the balcony, looking over the sea, and the field they had just behind their house.
Esme looked up when she heard the knock on the door, but Carlisle used his hand to push her head back on his chest.
"One of the kids can take it."
"Which human would be awake at this time," she thought out loud and looked at the watch hanging over their bed, "it´s past midnight."
"It´s probably nothing," Carlisle said. "Maybe is one of our vampire- or wolf- friends."
"I just have a feeling, something is not right." She mumbled, and sat up when the door knocked again. "I´ll go take it." Carlisle smiled. Lifted his head a little and said.
"I´ll be waiting right here." He said dramatic, "if I survive without you for a while." Esme took a pillow and threw it in Carlisle´s face, then she was gone, and Carlisle could hear the door open.
When Esme opened the door, Jamie literally fell inside, Esme caught her fall, and helped Jamie to get up on her feet again.
"Whoa," Esme said. "What´s going on Jamie, what brings you here in the middle of the night?"
"What brings me here?" Jamie stretched her back fully, but were still moving from one side to the other. "My bike brought me here. You know, I feel pretty weird, my dad´s friend forced me to drink something, I don´t know what it was, but, it tasted horrible, and it made me dizzy, and it made me feel really sick."
"Ok, Jamie, I´ll go get Carlisle ok?"
"Ok," Jamie stumbled again, and then sat down on a bench next to the door. Esme turned around, and walked to the bedroom were Carlisle still laid on the bed.
"Carlisle." She walked through the door.
"Yes my love."
"Jamie´s here, and she´s…"
"Yes?"
"… drunk I think." Carlisle sat up. "She´s talking about her dad´s friend giving her something bad to drink… she says it´s making her feel sick." Esme didn´t have to say anything else, Carlisle jumped up on his feet and jogged past Esme, who followed him walking.
"Hi Jamie," Carlisle sat down on the bench, next to Jamie. "What brings you here?"
"My bike brought me here," Jamie said and looked around. Then Emmett came walking down the hallway.
"Hey Jame, what´s up?"
"I don´t know what´s up." Jamie shook her head. "But do you know what´s funny,"
"No, what´s funny?"
"I made this… ehrm, ehrm, thing about vampires the other day, and I found some stuff. Some stuff that said something about vampires being real… and you know what? All the descriptions, at that site, itw as like they had written about you guys." Carlisle looked to Esme. "Which means." Jamie continued. "That you guys, are like vampires or something. You see, you´re really fast, you never eat, you never sleep, you don´t go to school when it´s sunny outside." Carlisle nodded slightly, and then his hand on Jamie´s shoulder.
"Jamie," he said. "Maybe we could go outside, to the balcony, we can talk a bit about what you think."
"Okay," Jamie stood up, and again almost fell, when Carlisle grabbed her arm, and led her out to the balcony."
"Rose," he said when he came out. "Could you go inside, I think that I and Jamie need to talk on our own for a while." Rosalie nodded, and walked inside, Carlisle closed the door behind her.
"Sit." He pointed to a chair, but Jamie walked to the rail that ran around the balcony instead, and leaned against it.
" So, What´s going on?" Carlisle leaned against the rail to, next to Jamie.
"My dad´s friend gave me something bad to drink. It tasted terrible, and it´s making me feel sick."
"I understand."
"He… he did it… because he tried to do something really bad to me, and then, I refused. So he made me drink something, than he pulled my hoodie of me, and then I turned around, and kicked him, and then I ran."
"You did the right thing, no one is allowed to do something to you that you don´t want to do."
"It´s kind of cold out here, he pulled my hoodie of." Just now Carlisle realized that Jamie was wearing nothing else than T-shirt, sweat pants and trainers.
"You must be freezing," he pulled out his own long- sleeved shirt. "This will probably be too big for you, but it´s warm." Jamie looked at Carlisle before she took it, and pulled it over her head. When she had got in, she leaned over the rail again, and groaned.
"Are you all…" Carlisle hadn´t finished the sentence, when Jamie leaned further over the rail and threw up.
"Whoa," Carlisle stroke Jamie´s back. "It´s all right Jamie, just relax." Jamie stretched out her back a little, and then leaned against Carlisle.
"I need to go home again," she mumbled. "My mum… she…."
"You´re not going anywhere my friend," Carlisle lifted Jamie up, and walked into the house, and down the stairs to the living room, where Jasper and Alice had arrived home.
"What happened?" Alice asked.
"I´ll explain later," Carlisle said. "Esme get a bucket, the rest of you, go out of here."
"But…" Emmett tried.
"Now." Carlisle gave him a strict look, and then all of them understood that they hadn´t got much choice. So they walked out of the room. Esme placed the bucket she had found next to the sofa on the floor, and then sat down on the corner of the sofa, before Carlisle laid Jamie down, so she got her head in Esme´s lap. Then he ran up to get a quilt, and came back with one that he laid over Jamie.
"Is Jamie going to be ok?" Esme asked, and looked at Carlisle, while softly playing with Jamie´s red hair.
"Yes, she´s going to be just fine." Carlisle nodded.
"Esme." Jamie mumbled sleepy.
"Yes," Esme answered her.
"When I was little, my mum always used to sing me lullabies." Jamie began. "Then, I got a little bit older, like, seven, eight, nine." And I was so afraid, that I was soon going to be too old, for lullabies. Then one day, I asked my mum about it, and she answered, that I´m never too old for it, not as long as I still wanna listen, she´s gonna sing me the songs. But then… when I was eleven, or twelve, then mum got pregnant. We knew straight away it was going to be a boy, we just knew it. We called him Jordan, and we used to read stories to him, and sing songs. For five months, I was so proud that I was gonna be a big sister. So proud… and then…" Jamie took a deep breath. "Then mum got ill, she was rushed to the hospital, I came with her, and we called dad. The doctors said they had to take Jordan out immediately, and they did, when he came out, mum was unconscious, and dad hadn´t arrived yet, so they gave Jordan to me, saying there was nothing they could do to save him. Then… for five minutes, I held him in my arms, I could feel his little heart beating, and then… it stopped." Jamie opened her eyes and looked up at Esme. "I never was ready for her to stop singing me lullabies, but she hasn´t sang me one, since that day. She just lays there, she doesn´t do anything, and dad drinks worse than ever… I don´t know what to do anymore."
"Jamie," Carlisle squatted down next to Jamie. "Get some sleep now, and we can talk about what we´re going to do, in the morning, we´ll figure something out okay?" Jamie nodded, closed her eyes, and then drifted off to sleep.
So, that´s it, now they know what´s happening to Jamie, what do you think?