Blood Type (A Twilight Fanfic) COMPLETE

Chapter 22

CHAPTER 22 (BPOV)

I fell back on to the ground while Emmett was breaking the wolf. He had ripped my shirt with his claws but left no scars. Edward raced up top me while everyone else fought off the wolf.

-"Love, are you OK??" He asked frantically.

-"I'm fine, I'm fine. He just ripped my shirt. I'm OK>" I said, trying to clam him down. There was a loud howl full of pain and we turned to see that it was Paul. Emmett had literally broken every single bone in his body, but he was healing quickly. The wolf raced off, limping, into the woods. I got up and went to Emmett and hugged him from behind.

-"Thank you Emmett." I said to his back. He twirled me around and gave me a big bear hug.

-"Don't mention it. Besides, I got to kick some werewolf ass!!!" He replied with a grin in his voice.

-"yeah and now you smell like one, too. Let go of me before it gets on me!" He let go of me quickly and smelled his shirt.

-"AW MAN!!" He yelled. We all just laughed at him. We raced back home.

We were all in the living room now. I was sitting patiently in Edward's lap. We started talking about he fight and why that stupid dog jumped on Emmett. Probably didn't like us, what werewolf didn't?? Somehow we go tot the part where Sam told everyone that I went to him to talk to him. I totally wanted to hide under a rock now and never come out.

-"Why'd you do it??" Emmett asked.

-"Well, I obviously didn't want to fight, and neither did any of you so I just talked to him. No biggie!" I said the last part in a small voice.

-"You could've been hurt. You shouldn't have gone." Edward said to me.

-"So what?? You wanted to fight them??" I asked.

-"No of course not--" He said.

-"OK then. There was no problem, Cuz obviously he listened! I made some good points and I do not regret my decision to talk to him." I stuck out my tongue at them and quickly hid my face in Edward's chest.

-"OK,thank you for being the bigger person. But I wanted to fight. We don't get many fights often." Emmett whined.

-"You'll get over it." I said to him.

-"No he won't. He loves fighting!" Rosalie said.

-"YEP! I didn't build these muscles for nothing!" He said with a smile.

We spent the rest of the night talking stuff. I was barely listening, I was so tired, but not so tired as in could sleep, because I can't. I was actually surprised that they dropped the subject about the conversation i had with Sam, they didn't even ask what he said. WHEW!