"Jacob!, help me,"i slurred with spasisms, i flet burnings, stinging, staps on my stomach, my muscles constricting, there was nothing i could do , but scream, down the street.
I knew the smell of dirty rust was coming from me, and i knew that i was going to be curious about the reason behind that , but the i was too taken over the my stomach.
The only soothing feeling was from the hands of Alice. Edward wasnt daring to comfort me, he sat in the car blocks away, i missed his que from Alice.
But right now, all i knew was pain, and that jacob wasn't listening. With last few strains of so-called...
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