One of A Kind

Pre-Twilight: Chapter Eighteen

I'm getting really tired of passing out every time I touch a damn Cullen. This time I don't feel as fatigued as I usually do when I pass out. I can already feel myself pulling out of the darkness. I slowly open my eyes and look around. I'm on the living room couch. I lift my head and look around. All the Cullens are sitting there, looking worried. I slowly sit up and look at them.

"H-Hey," I say, trying to sound playful. They just stare at me. Carlisle gets up and sits next to me.

"Janetta, you need to let us go to the hospital. Please let me take you." He softly puts his hand on my shoulder. At that moment, I could hear something. I look around, but no one is speaking. I notice it's coming from Carlisle.

I may have to force her to go. But I do not want to go against what she wants. I look at him in the eyes.

"What?"

"I'm taking you to the hospital."

Edward, get the car.

I turn and look at Edward. He notices, and I glare at him. He looks at me, slightly confused. Holy shit. Am I reading their minds?

"No, you're not," I state. "How long was I out this time?" I asked. Rosalie stands up and sits next to me. She lays her hand on my knee.

"About an hour." 

Please. Just go to the hospital. I'm scared you're sick.

"Record time." I let out a dry laugh.

"Janetta. This is serious." Jasper chimes in. I stand up and walk over to him. I grab his hands and look at him.

"I can promise you. It is not serious." I say.

She's lying to me, I'm sure of it.

"So you know what's wrong with you?" He asks.

"I know what is going on with me, and it's nothing bad," I say.

What the hell? Maybe I can get her to say more.

"Then enlighten us, so we don't have to go through this again."

"I'm sorry, but it's none of your business."

What? Edward, can you get anything off of her?

I assume he shakes his head because Jasper frowns. "Jasper. I'm okay. Please just trust me about this." He still looks nervous. "Do you think my dad and Anna would let me go around with something wrong with me and do nothing about it?" I ask.

She has a point there.

Emmett stands up and throws his arm around my shoulder. "Jasper, if she says she's fine, then she's fine." He defends.

How can I convince her to trust us with this information?

He pulls away and walks to Rosalie. Esme comes up to me and takes my hand. "You promise me you are not sick?" She asks.

Please say you're not.

"I promise," I say, looking in her eyes. "Cross my heart."

Alice takes hold of my other hand. "We believe you, but you keep scaring us."

And I can't see anything about her being sick.

"I know." I turn and look at all of them. "And I'm sorry. I will be more careful." Jasper takes my hand and pulls me away from the rest of the Cullens. He takes me to the porch.