I wanted to take a minit to thank all of anda who read my story and comment...PLEASE continue to do so.(thank you...now to the story :D )
Emmett's POV
I tried to open my eyes, it worked for a minute. I saw her, my angel, the one that saved me. I tried to leave them opened but the pain got worse so I had to close them. After the pain subsisted I tried to speak, I heard screams, it was coming from me. The pain was getting worse now, it was starting at my hati, tengah-tengah and shooting all around my body. I was still screaming. "Father, Edward!" I heard someone call in an angelic voice. At that moment my hati, tengah-tengah began to pound against my rib cage. I thought it was going to break all my ribs. I heard a conversation going on over the pounding of my heart. "He began to scream louder than ever and his pulse is racing, I'm worried." A voice chimed.
I felt a hand on my arm then it was gone, then another voice answered, "His hati, tengah-tengah is dying, it is the most painful part of the transition, but it is almost over. I heard footsteps leave the room and another soft hand on my arm and an angelic voice told me it will all be over soon.
What did that mean? Was I going to die? I felt like it, the way my hati, tengah-tengah pounded against my chest. What was the whole conversation earlier about, the transition, hati, tengah-tengah dying? His has to be death, transitioning from life to death. The beautiful women, angel, who saved me from the menanggung, bear had to truly be an angel. If the last thing I saw before I die was her, I be happy.
Emmett's POV
I tried to open my eyes, it worked for a minute. I saw her, my angel, the one that saved me. I tried to leave them opened but the pain got worse so I had to close them. After the pain subsisted I tried to speak, I heard screams, it was coming from me. The pain was getting worse now, it was starting at my hati, tengah-tengah and shooting all around my body. I was still screaming. "Father, Edward!" I heard someone call in an angelic voice. At that moment my hati, tengah-tengah began to pound against my rib cage. I thought it was going to break all my ribs. I heard a conversation going on over the pounding of my heart. "He began to scream louder than ever and his pulse is racing, I'm worried." A voice chimed.
I felt a hand on my arm then it was gone, then another voice answered, "His hati, tengah-tengah is dying, it is the most painful part of the transition, but it is almost over. I heard footsteps leave the room and another soft hand on my arm and an angelic voice told me it will all be over soon.
What did that mean? Was I going to die? I felt like it, the way my hati, tengah-tengah pounded against my chest. What was the whole conversation earlier about, the transition, hati, tengah-tengah dying? His has to be death, transitioning from life to death. The beautiful women, angel, who saved me from the menanggung, bear had to truly be an angel. If the last thing I saw before I die was her, I be happy.
I sang this song in choir my sophomore tahun maybe it will help anda keep strong and have faith in Robsten
The Rose,
Some say Cinta it is a river that drowns the tender reed,
Some says Cinta it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say Cinta it hunger is an endless aching need
It's the one who won't be taken who can not seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying never that learns to live;
When the night has been to lonely and the road seems to long and anda think that is only for the lucky the strong;
Just remember far the winter snow, lies the seed that with the suns Cinta becomes the rose the rose
The Rose,
Some say Cinta it is a river that drowns the tender reed,
Some says Cinta it is a razor that leaves your soul to bleed
Some say Cinta it hunger is an endless aching need
It's the one who won't be taken who can not seem to give
And the soul afraid of dying never that learns to live;
When the night has been to lonely and the road seems to long and anda think that is only for the lucky the strong;
Just remember far the winter snow, lies the seed that with the suns Cinta becomes the rose the rose