Ah yes, back into the swing of things...well, I'm writing again, anyway. Working on Surviving Bella Chapter Eight - it's going to be a rough one! It should post on Saturday on FFN, and on Twilighted whenever it is validated. Teaser below!
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I lay down on my back, staring up at the dark canopy of the raft. I figured she might have as many as six hours left, but not much more than that. I was starting to shake and itch again, and I seriously doubted I would have the strength or muscle control to pull myself back onto the raft another time, so no more fishing. I wouldn’t be far behind her – a half day, maybe. A half day lying here with her body. I didn’t think I’d be able to just toss her overboard, not unless I went with her.
“Edward?” I heard her soft voice struggle to get enough volume to reach my ears. I leaned a little closer and saw her hollow eyes looking deep into mine. “Edward, I’m scared.”
I reached around her torso with one arm, and slipped the other one under her shoulders so I could pull her close to me. I held her head against my chest and wrapped my arms around her tiny, gaunt frame.
“Don’t be scared, Bella.” I closed my eyes and hugged her to me. My eyes squeezed shut and my lips pressed into her hair. “I’ve got you.”
I could feel her body slump into mine, and I had to listen close to her breathing to make sure it remained steady as she drifted off to sleep. I tried to take a deep breath myself, feeling the dark unconsciousness of deprivation overcoming my mind and body.
“I’ve got you,” I repeated, wondering if she still believed I could save her.
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I lay down on my back, staring up at the dark canopy of the raft. I figured she might have as many as six hours left, but not much more than that. I was starting to shake and itch again, and I seriously doubted I would have the strength or muscle control to pull myself back onto the raft another time, so no more fishing. I wouldn’t be far behind her – a half day, maybe. A half day lying here with her body. I didn’t think I’d be able to just toss her overboard, not unless I went with her.
“Edward?” I heard her soft voice struggle to get enough volume to reach my ears. I leaned a little closer and saw her hollow eyes looking deep into mine. “Edward, I’m scared.”
I reached around her torso with one arm, and slipped the other one under her shoulders so I could pull her close to me. I held her head against my chest and wrapped my arms around her tiny, gaunt frame.
“Don’t be scared, Bella.” I closed my eyes and hugged her to me. My eyes squeezed shut and my lips pressed into her hair. “I’ve got you.”
I could feel her body slump into mine, and I had to listen close to her breathing to make sure it remained steady as she drifted off to sleep. I tried to take a deep breath myself, feeling the dark unconsciousness of deprivation overcoming my mind and body.
“I’ve got you,” I repeated, wondering if she still believed I could save her.
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thanks for the teaser...i am biting my fingernails...so nervous
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I know you like different twists to your stories but I really don't want to see either of them die. There seems to be real possibilities for redemption in this fic.
ReplyDeleteBeen waiting for this. I can't imagine a worse situation. Absolutely terrifying.
ReplyDeleteGet us off this cliff-boat, please, Savage!
Can't wait!
ReplyDeletesniffing over here i dont want none of those two dead missing this story very much!
ReplyDeleteWhat are you trying to do to us????? You're killing me woman ;D Please update soon.
ReplyDeletelooking forward to anything you have to throw at us:)
ReplyDeleteYikes! That was a goooood teaser. Now please tell me that a school of fish miraculously flop onto the raft seconds later...
ReplyDeleteBeen waiting for this. I can't imagine a worse situation. Absolutely terrifying.
ReplyDeleteGet us off this cliff-boat, please, Savage!
looking forward to anything you have to throw at us:)
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