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Light in my Life

Bella is heartbroken, hurt, and tired of living her life. But change comes when she creates a bond with a stranger in the strange family that took her in. (Set in the time frame as Twilight, but in a complete alternate universe.) Create your own banner at mybannermaker.com!

Thanks for giving my story a chance! I appreciate it more than you know! I own a New Moon ring. I do not own Twilight. *sighs* Stephenie Meyer owns it. *sobs*

10. Running

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I looked to the side to see her covered in blood, from where, I didn't know, but all I knew was that she was hurt. My instincts tugged at the back of my mind, but I ignored them, even when her scent reached my nostrils.

“Bella!” No, no. This couldn't be happening! I ran to her broken body, where she had landed against the the wall. That mongrel was still in his wolf form and was whimpering slightly. I could hear as the others ascended the stairs.

I wrapped my arms around her form and lifted her up to me. She was unconscious, and I could see that her head had been hit hard – hopefully not enough to cause a concussion – and that there was a large slash in her arm, from right below her elbow to her shoulder.

I didn't know what to do. So I panicked, and did the only thing I could think of.

I pulled her up into my lap and rocked her, back and forth. In the back of my mind I could hear the yells and screams of my family and the pack, but they were only a distant echo. Then one thought yelled louder, screamed higher, and threatened me so much more than the rest.

I won't let him have her.

Jacob Black would die for that little comment.

I gathered her into my arms, cradling her, turned my back to the window, and threw myself out of it. My body took all of the blow, for she wasn't facing it.

And I ran faster and harder than I ever had before.

The scent was unbearable, yet bearable at the same time. I was afraid I would hurt her, lose control. Why did they have to come? Why couldn't Alice see them? I could have prepared. If I knew that that boy would have lost control so easily I would have protected her.

But she had protected me. She had stepped in front of me. I was the last person - monster! - that needed protecting. In any normal circumstance , the extra weight would have slowed me. I had thought I had pushed myself to my speed limit when I ran, testing myself to see how fast I truly was.

I was wrong. I had never run so fast in my entire existence. Even with her in my arms, I couldn't believe my speed.

She stirred in her unconscious state and I panicked. I had no idea what I was going to say to her. She had kissed me, then had almost been killed by a monster almost as loathsome as I was. I was already scared for her health and safety. Her blood was still spilling, and she had lost quite a bit. Not to mention that with every drop of that spilled blood, I was becoming more and more crazed with thirst. I could taste the venom pooling on my tongue.

Enough! My conscious scolded me once again for even letting my thirst get into my head. I swallowed the venom and pushed myself to run faster.

I realized that they would come after me. I have had to run from many things in my lifetime, and have faced many challenges, and this was the only one that made me stop, made me falter in my step. I paused, looking around. Those mongrels would be able to smell me. And her blood.

I quickly ran to a tree, kicking off the side of it, and hit another. I bounced back and forth between the two trees, letting my legs take all of the blow so that I might not wake her. My feet left dents in the tree at different spots, but not enough to notice.

I was, luckily, deep in the forest and the trees were dense. I was able to jump from one to the other with ease. Of course, it would not have been a problem if they weren't if I did not have an injured girl in my arms. But I did, and I was in a hurry. It seemed luck was on my side.

I just didn't realize how much until it began to rain.

I blessed the weather of the small town of Forks. The scent and blood would wash away more with the shower. I looked down at Bella. I didn't want her getting sick.

I jumped higher and higher up the tree branches, specifically landing on the thicker branches so as not to break them.

About a mile away there was a small cave. I would take her there.

The mile was fast and easy for me to make. Soon I set her onto the ground – to cold and hard for my liking. A little too much like myself – and looked around.

The sounds of bats entered my ears. They were father into the cave, though. I would watch for them.

I sat there pondering the differences and similarities between the bats and I when I heard the footsteps.

These weren't normal. They sounded . . . big.

Like paws hitting the ground.

I won't let him have her!