I dicho I wasn't going to write anymore today...well I think I dicho I wasn't going to write at all today. Well here I am escritura the siguiente Emmett story. Thanks to everyone who loves this as much as I do. FYI there won't be anything new probably until Friday, have to work. Thanks guys/gals, oh and special thanks to TwilightGGlost, tu helped me decide to write this...hope people like...please comment!!

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I managed to open my mouth and when I did a scream escaped. It was the sound that had been building through the fire, to the pins and now to the numbness that was taking over my whole being.

I heard feet running up the stairs. I wasn't sure who it was, and at that point I didn't care. I was trying to gasp for breath, the screams escaping every time I opened my mouth. It was so much worse then the oso, oso de attacking.

"What happened?!" The first male voice asked.

"I don't know, he opened his eye and looked around and I think he saw Esme and I. Then he took a breath and started screaming. What is happening Carlisle!?" The voice asked in a paniced tone.

"I need to check him, please Esme will tu take Rose out. Rosalie no arguing tu need to eat, be strong my dear. I will take care of him untl tu return." He dicho fatherly.

I didn't want her to leave, I didn't know how much long I could handle this. I wanted to die, I know I told her I would hold on for her but at that moment all I wanted to do was die.

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I laid there hoping, praying, begging that I would die. I just wanted the pain to stop! I had been suffering for, well I wasn't sure how long hace I was attacked por the oso, oso de but I knew that I was tired of the pain and the fight.

I heard soft footsteps por the cama and someone moved close enough that I could smell them. I wanted to know who it was but was afraid of what would happen if I opened my eye again.

"Please, tu have done so well. It's almost done, I'm sorry. I'm so sorry." The ángel sobbed por my head. I felt gentle pressure on my head and wanted to look and see what it was on my forehead but I couldn't find the muscles to open my eye.

"Rose, please. I need to check him, go eat. He will not be going anywhere the change is nearly done. Please go eat, tu need to be strong." The person I indentified as the doctor asked her quietly.

"Yeah Rose, get out. tu aren't helping anything. Go with Esme and do something helpfull." Another voice said.

I wasn't sure who that was but I suddenly did not like him at all. Who did he think he was to talk to her like that!? I wanted to get off the mesa, tabla and teach him some manners but since I was numb and still felt like I had a seguro on me I couldn't get up.

"Enough Edward. Please Rose, I will send Edward if anything changes." The doctor asked sounding weary.

I heard two sets of feet walk out of the room, I wasn't sure who left but was still very angry with this "Edward" person that I spent some time thinking of ways to hurt him.

I was thinking of hitting him square in the face, of wrestling him to the ground. I fought a oso, oso de for goodness sake how bad could one guy be?

"Emmett? My name is Carlise, I don't know if tu can hear me o not right now. If tu can I just wanted tu to know that I am going to check tu over. I also wanted to let tu know that this will be done soon. I would explain más but I can't until this is finished." His voice sounded almost sad when he dicho the end part.

I felt someone poking at my body, ice cold hands ran up my chest where the oso, oso de claw ripped my chest open. The hands moved down to my wrist and stayed there feeling for something.

"Anything?" Edwards voice asked. His voice was like nails on a chalk board, it was a voice I wouldn't forgett.

"No, his wounds are healed. His pulse is fast, faster then it was when Rosalie brought him here." He said.

"So it's almost done?" Edward asked.

"Yes, it should be finished por tomorrow." The doctor dicho as he lifted my arm off the mesa, tabla and dropped it to my side.

My arm dropped back to the cama and I began to wonder why he needed to do that. My arm was numb and felt like a brick, it could be broken so why would he pick it up and drop it like that?

I began to wonder about what he dicho at the end. What did he mean por it should be finished por tomorrow. Did he mean I would be dead? Did he mean that I would never wake up, that I would never see my family, that I would never see the face of my saving angel?

I managed to find the muscles and opened my eye again, I looked around and saw a blond man with a gentle face sitting in the chair por my bed. I looked around and saw another man, this one young. He looked like he was younger then me, I figured that this must be "Ed" because he looked too young to be her father, let alone a doctor.

My anger began to boil up to the surface again and I found myself opening my mouth to tell him a few choice words.

When I did I instantly began screaming again. I tried to stop, but my mouth would not close. The screams felt like they had been building inside me and I couldn't contain them any more.

The doctor stood up and moved so he was infront of my face.

"Emmett! EMMETT!!!" He yelled hoping to break me of the sceaming fit.

He yelled my name a few más times without me responding. I was trying, but I was not in control of my body anymore.

I laid there sceaming as loud as I could when I saw Edward walk into my view.

"I'm sorry Emmett." Was all he said.

I saw the shadow of a hand and then I don't remember anything.