Fanfiction story: Baby Bolton (Trailer)

your gone for good
out of sight
out of Любовь
never easy saying goodbye
knowing inside that you, my Любовь
may not come back.

gazing at each other
realizing how much we love,cherish and desire
one other
his eyes so much like his soul
so strong and confident
yet so soft and gentle.

instanly i realized how
I couldn't let go
not only of him,
but of the feelings of Любовь and desire,
admiration and devotion
that i knew i felt for him
and i couldn't deny, no еще
at the same instant i knew i was too late
too late to say those words that
i was dying to say.

leaving he was, after everything i've done
to...

Hey, here is Chapter 9 enjoy!

It was like someone was trying to wake me from a deep sleep. I wanted to wake up but I couldn’t Переместить there was too much pain. That’s when I heard the voice, his beautiful voice.
“No Nessie, don’t stop breathing. Keep your сердце beating, breath Nessie breathe!” Jacob sobbed over my chest.
“Jacob, Ты need to let me look at her, it’s the only way to save her,” Carlisle said, worry in his calm voice. Jacob didn’t say anything but leaned back and took my hand.
“Ed...Edward, she is going to be okay, isn’t she?” I heard mum sob in her wind chime...

After I went back to my room and got everything unpacked, and my mother finally got all of her bags in her room, we headed out to the car to retrieve boxes.
As we made our way to the хобот, ствол of the car an unfamiluar voice came our way.
"So Ты must be our new neighbors!" The voice grew closer as did the sound of their foot-steps.
My mom was the first one to turn around. "Well hello!" She сказал(-а) with too much enthusiasm.
I then turned around too, to see this stranger for myself.
She was a tall long blonde haired girl. Her eyes were green and she looked like a model that just jumped off the cover...

I grabbed some of my moms bags and headed inside.
When I opened the door, it opened up into a big room.
"Living room." My mom сказал(-а) throwing her bags down in the center of the big room. "Dinning," She then pointed to the room directly beside the 'living room'. The 'dinning room' had no walls seperating it, it was open right Далее to the 'living room'.
She then walked towards a door to the right of us. "Deffenitly, Kitchen." She сказал(-а) as she looked in the room.
I walked up beside her to see the room for myself.
It was small, would be better used for the 'dinning room' but I didnt say anything....