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 𝘛𝘞𝘖
(the cursed witch, act two)
CARLISLE WAS THE ONLY ONE WHO STAYED CALM. Centuries of experience in the emergency room were evident in his quiet, authoritative voice.
"Emmett, Rose, get Jasper outside."
Unsmiling for once, Emmett nodded. "Come on, Jasper."
Jasper struggled against Emmett's unbreakable grasp, twisting around, reaching toward his brother with his bared teeth, his eyes still past reason.
Edward's face was whiter than bone as he wheeled to stand over her, taking a clearly defensive position. A low warning growl slid from between his clenched teeth. Nina could tell that he wasn't breathing.
Rosalie stepped in front of Jasper, hiding him from the witch's view, keeping a careful distance from his teeth, and helped Emmett wrestle him through the glass door that Esme held open, one hand pressed over her mouth and nose.
Esme's heart-shaped face was ashamed. "I'm so sorry, Nina," She cried as she followed the others into the yard.
"Let me by, Edward," Carlisle murmured.
A second passed, and then Edward nodded slowly and relaxed his stance.
Carlisle knelt beside her, leaning close to examine her arm. Nina could feel her shock frozen on her face. She couldn't even bring herself to compose it.
"Here, Carlisle," Alice said, handing him a towel after leaving Bella's side.
He shook his head. "Too much glass in the wound." He reached over and ripped a long, thin scrap from the bottom of the white tablecloth. He twisted it around her arm above the elbow to form a tourniquet.
The sight of her blood rushing out of her body made her look away.
"Nina," Carlisle said softly. "Do you want me to drive you to the hospital, or would you like me to take care of it here?"
"Here, please," She whispered. She didn't want her mother to see her like this, not after the last time.
"I'll get your bag," Alice said.
"Let's take her to the kitchen table," Carlisle said to Edward. Edward lifted her effortlessly, while Carlisle kept the pressure steady on her arm.
"How are you doing, Nina?" Carlisle asked.
"Just dandy, sir." Her eyes widened slightly, "Bella. Where's Bella–"
"I'm here," She could hear the human's voice speak out from behind. "Keeping my distance but here."
