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ALL THE TURNS IN LIFE ( vampyre story) # 17
Drama
 Created on 10-16-07
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 Story Rating G
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Marks pov:
I mean look oh the bright side right? I can only hope there is one. Turning away from her bedside holding my fist in my right hand, knowing I had to go down stairs and get something to drink. For the past two weeks ive have been at her side hoping some how she would be ok. But my soul is heavy with sorrow, which tells me she will never move from the bed.
Walking down the stairs I looked down at my hands before punching the wall. " Dam werewolf Blood!" I growled closing my eyes and turning to go in to the kitchen. Looking down at my feet… wondering what if she never wakes?
" Watch were your going Mark!" Dean’s voice called, making me look up.
" Oh didn’t see you there," I said in my low wary voice heading over to the cold box.
" Mark, I haven’t seen you or Jessi for some time! To weeks if im right… So what’s going on?" he asked walking over to me.
" What you don’t know!" I growled garbing a cup, and setting it hard on the counter top.
" Know what?" He asked watching my every move.
" I see no one fucking cares!" I screamed garbing a blood packet; before heading out of the room.
" Mark what’s going on?" Dean called following me out.
" Come ill show you" heading up the stairs, Glancing back to see if he was following or not.
When I got to the door Dean just looked at me oddly.
" Does Jess know your going nuts?" he asked watching me turn the doorknob, and walking in side.
" Oh I think that is the last of her worry’s" glancing over at hem then pointing to the girl in the bed.
" Dam" Was all he said walking past and heading to the other chair next to the bed.
" How long has she been like this?" touching the side of her face.
" Two weeks now" heading for the chair Dean wasn’t setting on.
" Mark you should have told someone" Dean said looking over at me.
" Dean you know as I do there is no stopping werewolf blood after its been in a body after 24 hours" moving the cup in my hand.
Glancing up at hem to see hem nodding. Moving my hand over hers feeling it was colder then it should be.
" Mark ill call for the doctor; there could still be some way to help" glancing over at me before running out.
I only watched hem leave; poring some more blood in the cup lifting it to her mouth. I mean I just can’t let her starve to death. It pooled up in her mouth for two sec before disappearing down her throat.
" Come on Jess, you can fight it" kissing her cold lips, setting the cup down on the end table. Pulling one of the chairs closer to the bed, resting my head on the side of the bed. Wishing the doctor would get here soon.
It’s been 2 weeks now. She’s been the same way just laying there getting whiter as the nights go past. It kills me that she is like this because of me dying. I glanced down at her face wondering if it was to late to even save her. But I shouldn’t be thinking of that; that is the last thing I wont to picture.
I mean look oh the bright side right? I can only hope there is one. Turning away from her bedside holding my fist in my right hand, knowing I had to go down stairs and get something to drink. For the past two weeks ive have been at her side hoping some how she would be ok. But my soul is heavy with sorrow, which tells me she will never move from the bed.
Walking down the stairs I looked down at my hands before punching the wall. " Dam werewolf Blood!" I growled closing my eyes and turning to go in to the kitchen. Looking down at my feet… wondering what if she never wakes?
" Watch were your going Mark!" Dean’s voice called, making me look up.
" Oh didn’t see you there," I said in my low wary voice heading over to the cold box.
" Mark, I haven’t seen you or Jessi for some time! To weeks if im right… So what’s going on?" he asked walking over to me.
" What you don’t know!" I growled garbing a cup, and setting it hard on the counter top.
" Know what?" He asked watching my every move.
" I see no one fucking cares!" I screamed garbing a blood packet; before heading out of the room.
" Mark what’s going on?" Dean called following me out.
" Come ill show you" heading up the stairs, Glancing back to see if he was following or not.
When I got to the door Dean just looked at me oddly.
" Does Jess know your going nuts?" he asked watching me turn the doorknob, and walking in side.
" Oh I think that is the last of her worry’s" glancing over at hem then pointing to the girl in the bed.
" Dam" Was all he said walking past and heading to the other chair next to the bed.
" How long has she been like this?" touching the side of her face.
" Two weeks now" heading for the chair Dean wasn’t setting on.
" Mark you should have told someone" Dean said looking over at me.
" Dean you know as I do there is no stopping werewolf blood after its been in a body after 24 hours" moving the cup in my hand.
Glancing up at hem to see hem nodding. Moving my hand over hers feeling it was colder then it should be.
" Mark ill call for the doctor; there could still be some way to help" glancing over at me before running out.
I only watched hem leave; poring some more blood in the cup lifting it to her mouth. I mean I just can’t let her starve to death. It pooled up in her mouth for two sec before disappearing down her throat.
" Come on Jess, you can fight it" kissing her cold lips, setting the cup down on the end table. Pulling one of the chairs closer to the bed, resting my head on the side of the bed. Wishing the doctor would get here soon.
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sorry it toke so long!! but the story isnt comeing to a ending yet. so dont worry!!!
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