“How… how…”

“Save me.” I croaked out, tears streaming down my face. Tears of pain, as well as happiness that someone had found me.

“I am, I am. Just… just…” the boy growled, and then he was gone in a second. I turned my head to my right to see him a couple feet away, his head in his hands.

I heard a girl's voice off in the distance.

"Edward?"

"Just stay back. Go home and tell Carlisle I'm coming with a serious case, ok?"

I didn't hear an answer, but this boy- Edward- walked towards me.

“So faint…” I murmured, and decided to close my eyes.

Something touched me; my insides, and then I felt wind flying through my face and my hair.

“Hold on, stay alive. Hold on, stay alive." was all he kept saying to me.

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I opened my eyes, and it was too blurry, but I could hear murmurs and yells, and beeping. Was I in a hospital?

“Not a hospital exactly, but you are being taken care of.” I heard Edward’s voice through the bustle.

“I just patched up your stomach and your leg. You’ve lost an extreme amount of blood.” A heavier voice said, and I saw a flash of bright blonde hair.

So many voices, I closed my eyes again, and tried to take a deep breath, but I felt more pain, and tried to cough, but something came up from my throat. I knew it was blood from the thickness and warmness of it. I felt somone lift my head up, and it made me woner if it was Edward.

"It's me.” I felt my hand being held by the same cold hand that stifled my scream, and I tried to relax, but the pain was too much.

“I’m dying, aren’t I?” I whispered.

“No. No.” Edward said softly. "Carlisle."

“Not right now.” I heard the deep voice say timidly. I felt a pinch in my arm.

“Ow.”

“Carlisle.” Edward said uncertainly.

“If you want to save her so much, why don’t you do it?” he replied.