It Was The First Time I'd Ever

A Hundred Yards Away, Mike Newton Was Lowering Bella's Limp Body To The Sidewalk. She Slumped Unresponsively Against The Wet Concrete, Her Skin Chalky As A Corpse. I Almost Took The Door Off The Car.

He Shifted His Weight, Throwing His Good Leg Off The Bed As If He Were Going To Try To Stand. “what Are You Doing?” I Demanded Through The Tears. “lie Down, You Idiot, You’ll Hurt Yourself!” I Jumped To My Feet And Pushed His Good Shoulder Down With Two Hands. He Surrendered, Leaning Back With A Gasp Of Pain, But He Grabbed Me Around My Waist And Pulled Me Down On The Bed, Against His Good Side. I Curled Up There, Trying To Stifle The Silly Sobs Against His Hot Skin.

When You Live For The Fight, For The Blood, The Relationships You Form Are Tenuous And Easily Broken.

If You Don’t Send Edward Out, We’re Coming In After Him! (emmett)

He Was Silent For A Moment, Staring Out The Window Into The Rain; I Imagined He Was Contemplating The Fact That His Family's Presence Was Turning The Locals Into Giant Dogs.