Blood Promise Bk4 (Extremely slow updates)

Chapter One: Pink Paint

¡Hola mi amigos! So, my brain is all over the place and I'm typing with one hand cause I really feel bad about not being able to make my last updates, 'updates'.

Anyhoo, I wasn't planning on posting this for another month, but, since my brain can't focus on one story.... Ya so, I'm like stopping in the middle of chapters for one story, to go to another story to work on that.

I might have one or two updates on Friday for Bella's Secret Sister and mayyyybe Changed At Night, cause I'm going to be in a truck for 2 hours straight because we're going to be at Disney until the tenth! Whoop, whoop!

Then school will come about a week later-_- No whoop, whoop. Boo.

So, here's chapter uno!
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Jemalie POV

I grinned evilly from my perch above the door. Any minute now Emmett would walk through the doors under me and get dunked with pink paint. He was on his way to a meeting, again. It's all that seemed to be going on around here anymore. Everyone was to serious and Bella locked herself in her room most of the time doing who knows what. Me and Emmett usually tried to keep it interesting.

The doors clicked under me signaling it was opening. I leaning down to watch and pushed my brown hair out of my face in annoyance.

I counted to three before I heard a quiet snap and a SPLAT! I snickered lightly as I heard Emmett gasp and screech, "JEMALIE ROSMETT WHITLOCK!!"

I snicker because he actually screeched, then my eyes widen and I hold my breath as I push myself farther back on the ledge.

"Oh where, oh where has my Jemalie gone, oh where, oh where could she beee!" Emmett sings innocently as he glances up in my direction.

"I've found you little Jemalie," he raises his now pink eyebrows up and down, making him look more ridiculous.

I snicker once more as I push out with my mind and make him go flying backward into the wall with a thud. Air flies from Emmett's mouth with contact. He rubs his head in mock hurt and glares up at me.

I smile sweetly and hop down, taking in the rest if Emmett's appearance. The pink paint didn't just dye his hair and eyebrows, but his clothing and was dripping down his skin. I swallowed slightly and glanced over at the large pink puddle in front of the door.

I turn back to Emmett to see him looking at me accusingly. I bring my shoulders up and say, "whoops?"

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When we arrive to the meeting room, Emmett now in clean clothes and not dripping pink paint, all heads turn our way. Edward rolls his eyes and Alice seems to be gaging him as if pink hair and brows could be a new fashion trend. My grandmother Bella watches us with a blank stare. This would be one of the rare occasions that we all get to see Bella.

Bella was much more paler then she was before all us found out Jasper had been injected with the virus that made Renesmee join our enemies Zylen and Zyanna. Zylen had been killed by Sarren, Bella's mentor, during the war. Jasper was the only one we lost, besides a few guards.

There were also dark bags under Bella's eyes and her eyes seemed extremely dull. She had her arms crossed and was leaned back in a black chair at the head of the table, staring blanking ahead. Mady and Bree sat to her right, along with Carlisle, Esme, Edward, Alice, Rose, and now Emmett. To Bella's left sat an empty chair, Sarren, Fang, his mate Sofia, Felix, Dimitri, Hedi, and two more empty chairs.

Alec and Jane would sit there, I realized, whenever they got here. That's who everyone was waiting for.

Many of the Covens such at the Denalis, the Egyptians, the Irish, and the Amazons, were gathered together around the room. Few Covens left after the last war, but many stayed. Ready to fight and help, especially the bloodthirsty weirdos, Stefan and Vladimir.

As I made my way to take my seat at the front next to Bella and Sarren, I noticed Peter and Charlotte Whitlock standing behind Bella having a heated discussion. I felt my heart constrict as I realized I had forgotten about what they would lose also, a brother and niece.

I quickly blinked back tears as I took my seat. Sarren glanced at me and gave me a small, sad smile. I tried to return it, but it probably came out more like a grimace.

I opened my mouth to ask him if he knew what this about, or if it was just every other-not able to find Renesmee, Zyanna or Jasper, still looking, and blah blah blah. Every meeting was mostly the same. But my mouth snapped shut as the doors burst open revealing pink paint dripping, Jane and Alec.

They both glared at me as everyone turned my way, the room silent, and I realized I never cleaned up the paint off the floor. And just as I had done with Emmett, I bring my shoulders up and say, "whoops?"

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Haha, great going Jem.

Anyhoo, here's the first chapter. Took me much longer than usual to write this chapter and my hand is starting to hurt. My other hand, well, let's just say it's still not usable-_-

This will probably be the only chapter for this book until mayyyybbbee next week, maybe. I'm still planning on doing a chapter (maybe two) for BSS, one mayyyybbbee for CAN, and maybe BTS. And if I do do those, I might just lose my right hand. Then I'd have no hands to type with until my left hand healed! Whoop, whoop? No

So I'm gonna go and have dinner, whatever we're having? O.o Hmmm
Since it's 7:33 PM here.

Oh ya, one more thingy. Thanks to all of those who hoped my hand got better. Trust me, if I had magical powers like the vampires in these books, my hand would have been healed right after I fell.

Gawd, stupid bees. Is it weird that I'm paranoid of falling again or being stung by a bee when I'm doing my morning walks/jogs?

Just curious.

Thanks, and lots of Lays sour cream and onion chips (cuz that's about the only stuff good in our house to eat that you can have) (nun of ya are getting my meat balls-dinner, figured it out!-or my chocolate, graham crackers, marshmallows, or cheese-_-MINE!!)

I might, or might not be mentally insane.

Anyway, I really need to go cuz I think I'm about to lose my hand.

-BW