𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇 | "I've never had a place to call home. Now I'm starting to realize home doesn't have to be four walls, it can be people too."
𝘞𝘩𝘦𝘯 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘵𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘦𝘦𝘵𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘪𝘮𝘮𝘰𝘳𝘵𝘢𝘭 𝘷𝘢𝘮𝘱𝘪𝘳𝘦. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥...
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𝘊𝘏𝘈𝘗𝘛𝘌𝘙 𝘛𝘞𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘠-𝘚𝘐𝘟
(the cursed witch, act one)
"HELLO, BLOOD SUCKERS!" Nina screeched as she was led into the Cullen's home by a tired Edward and a grinning Carlisle.
The rest of the Cullen family immediately ran to the main floor.
"She's high on pain medication," Carlisle informed them. "Which is why she is no longer allowed at the hospital in Dawson."
"That was in self defense, blondie."
"You threw your jello at the nurse, Nina."
"I asked for the blue one! She got me the shitty orange one! Fucking twat."
Edward sighed.
"Stop sighing, fucking grandma. God, I'm stuck with a whiner."
"What kind of drugs is she on?" Emmett asked, amused by the witch.
"The good kush."
"It's actually anesthetic. I just had to give her a higher dose due to her being a witch... And because she kept trying to race Edward."
"I so beat him." She glanced down suddenly. "Holy cunts! I have six toes."
"You have five, Nina. You just can't see straight... You are also wearing shoes right now."
"No," She shook her head. Pointing down, she counted. "1... 2... 6... 6!"
Edward picked her up again, "Alright. Bed time."
"I'm not tired–" Nina groaned but his glare silenced her. "Ohh. Angry vampire. What are you gonna do? Bite me? Cause I'm cool with that. You can bite me anyday, sir."
Edward glanced back at his family for help only to see them all watching in amusement. He rolled his eyes, knowing they would be no help.
"You're really pretty," Nina said suddenly as he carried her into his room, which while she was in the hospital, Alice had the pleasure of redecorating – most importantly, adding a bed.
He smiled softly. "So I've been told."
"No. But you're like... smoking hot. Can I get your number?"
Edward chuckled at her as he placed her gently in the bed, beginning to take off her shoes, or rather shoe.
"Buy me dinner first," Nina mumbled, kicking his shoulder with her running shoe.
He glanced up at her. "Ow."
"Do you have a girlfriend?" She asked as he untied the shoe, placing it on the ground next to the bed.
