Nomad (Chapter 8)

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I wake up to people talking and yelling at each other. It's the Cullen's. I look at my ankle and it is propped up on a pillow with ice on it.

"Can you guys quiet down? My head hurts." I say.

"You're awake!" Everyone says.

"Do you remember what happened?" Carlisle asks.

I instantly burst into tears. Remembering everything that happened last night. I feel Carlisle rub my back as I cry into his shoulder. A few minutes later, I start to calm down and I tell them about my sister calling me a monster and the fear in her eyes when she looked at me.

"So I ran into the woods and cried for hours but then I heard footsteps and I climbed up into a tree, someone looked up at me with dark red eyes. Everything else was a blur." I say.

"Do you remember how you hurt your ankle?" Carlisle asks.

"I think I blasted myself in the air but then I feel on a tree branch and landed on my ankle on the ground." I say.

Carlisle looks at the rest of the vampires. "I think it was a nomad. A tracker maybe."

"What is a tracker?" I ask.

"A vampire that smells you and doesn't stop until you are turned or killed." Carlisle says.

I shiver at the thought.

"We need to lead him away from here." Edward says.

Carlisle picks you up and straps you in the Jeep.

"Carlisle, where are we going?" I ask.

"Far away from here." He says.

"Are we going to come back?!" I ask.

"I'm not sure." Carlisle says.

You start freaking out, your heartbeat increases rapidly, your anxiety rises.

"Carlisle!! We can't go!!" I yell.

"El, we have to go." Carlisle says.

"CARLISLE!! I DON'T WANNA LEAVE!!!!" I scream.

Carlisle look at me with sadness in his eyes.

I try to unbuckle the many seatbelts that are strapping me in.

"Jasper, a little help here." Alice says.

"I-I'm trying. It's not effecting her." Jasper says.

Carlisle looks at me with sadness and regret. He grabs a needle out of a suitcase.

"C-Carlisle, what is in that?" I ask.

"Look at me El." Carlisle says. He gently grabs my wrist and puts the needle in my skin.

Everything gets dizzy and then everything goes black.

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