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I shut the door behind rose as she was the last one out still not trusting us
“Carlisle”
“What is it Edward?” he seemed wary maybe it’s the way I looked I felt hope for once.
“perhaps we’ve been going about this the wrong way I was listening to آپ and Jacob just now and when آپ کہا what the …….fetus wants Jacob had an interesting thought” I couldn’t take all the glory for the idea.
Jacob was taken a shock and could tell I hated the use of the word fetus it should be monster یا something.
“we haven’t actually addressed that angle” I went on “ we’ve been trying...

bella slept all that night she looked so fragile if it wernt for the fact that her breathing was so heavy i would be sure she was dead. that thought hurt مزید then the thought of her leaving me and that was really bad.
but life it seams was allways going to be like this me putting bella in danger she on the verg of dieing.
but this was سے طرف کی far the worst.

i heard jacob comming in "jocobs outside he is just resting.
`ill go meet him i could use some air آپ say with bella edward i am getting a little worried` carlisle sighed.
"im just going to meet jacob and talk to him for a while" he sighed...

from the سٹریٹ, گلی bellow came the nighttime in a slummier part of seattle some موسیقی with heavy brass a couple of people walking with nervous fast steps some drunk bum singing off key in the distance.

"you`re bree right?" diego asked "one of the nebies"
i didnt like that newbie. whatever. "yeah im bree but i didnt come in with the last group. im almost three months old"
"pretty slick for a three monther" he کہا " not many of us would of been able to leave the scene of the acsident like that " it was like a complitment like he was really inpressed.
"didnt want to mix it up with raouls freaks"
he...

3 months later...


"Come on." I whispered as i listened to Jacob's phone ring on the other end. "Pick up."
I whiped down the باورچی خانے, باورچی خانہ counters to give myself something to do. "Pick up, pick up, pick up."
"Hey it's Jake. Leave a message." His voicemail picked up.
I rolled my eyes. "Jake. What good does it do to have a phone if آپ never answer. I could be dying!" I huffed and hung up.
I set the house phone back on the hook and went into our room. I made the بستر and grabbed the dirty towels from our bathroom. I pick up Jake's jeans and his cell phone fell out of his back pocket. "Ugh." I groaned...