I’ve Chosen My Life — Now I

Is He Your Warden Now Too? You Know I Saw This Story On The News Last Week About Controlling, Abusive Teenage Relationships And- "okay!" I Cut Him Off, And Then Shoved His Arm. "time For The Werewolf To Get Out!

I Miss You When You’re Not There. When You’re Happy, It Makes Me Happy. But I Could Say The Same Thing About Charlie, Jacob. You’re Family. I Love You, But I’m Not In Love With You.

And Then, As The Room Went Black, I Was Suddenly Hyperaware That Edward Was Sitting Less Than An Inch From Me. I Was Stunned By The Unexpected Electricity That Flowed Through Me, Amazed That It Was Possible To Be More Aware Of Him Than I Already Was. A Crazy Impulse To Reach Over And Touch Him, To Stroke His Perfect Face Just Once In The Darkness, Nearly Overwhelmed Me. I Crossed My Arms Tightly Across My Chest, My Hands Balling Into Fists. I Was Losing My Mind.

Dazed And Disoriented, I Looked Up From The Bright Red Blood Pulsing Out Of My Arm - Into The Fevered Eyes Of The Six Suddenly Ravenous Vampires.

Because There Was Nothing More Terrifying To Me, More Excruciating, Than The Thought Of Turning Away From Him. It Was An Impossibility.