A/N: Okay, here we go again. Sorry that I haven't updated in a while, but I'm here, and I'm gonna keep writing. ^^ I started another story that I've been working on, and just posted the first chapter. It's one on Maximum Ride, and if you love Maximum Ride GO READ IT. I'd apretiat it if you guys checked it out, and along with that, Castle of the night. I've only got one viewer on that, and I think you all could do better then that. I mean, if you guys are so supportave of Fairy Tale, then you'll enjoy Castle of the Night.
Well, enjoy! ^^
Once I saw Angela on the ground I rushed to her, amazed.
"Ang?" I asked in a whisper, roling her over. I could see her face now, and it was tear stained. Her long, curly brown hair was knotted, and after inspecting her shortly, I saw a few cuts on her legs and arms. What had happened to her?
"Ange?" I asked, worried now. She was breathing, that was for sure, but she wasn't waking up. I helped her up, and looked helplessly at Edward. He nodded, his eyes understanding, and came over. He picked her up in one swift movement, and stood up straight. I stood up with him, and took my cloak off. I laid it on Angela's weak form, and then looked at Edward.
"My belt," he instructed. I looked, and found a small, brown bag made out of fabric. I untied it from his belt, and threw it to the witch.
"There," I said to her, disgusted by her greediness. She took it happily, and turned away. I opened the door for Edward, and her walked out, carrying Angela easily. He gestured to his back, and I looked at him, confused.
"Get on my back," he said smoothly, a smile playing around his lips. I blinked, and hopped on. He didn't wobble at all. He took off, and we sped through the woods. It wasn't long before we stopped in front of the small cottage, and I slid off of Edward's back. We walked up to the door, and it was opened immediately by Clarence, worry etched into his features.
"Can you help her?" Edward asked him. Clarence looked at Angela's body, and then nodded. He took her from Edward, and took her over to the couch. Edward grabbed my hand, and lead me upstairs.
"You need to sleep," he said, leading me into his room. I looked up at him, and shook my head.
"No, I have to stay with her," I told him, earnest. He shook his head, his hand caressing my cheeks.
"Just rest. For me," he said quietly. He kissed my forehead lightly, and looked at me with liquid topaz eyes. I melted immediately.
It was so unfair.
I gave in, and slid under the covers. He kissed the top of my head before leaving. I looked after him, and sighed.
"Unfair," I muttered, knowing he could hear me. I heard a low chuckle, and then tried to slide off into unconsciousness.
Once I got down stairs I went to Clarence.
"What can I do to help?" I asked him. He handed me a bowl full of smashed plant remains, and gestured over to Angela's body. I walked over, and started smearing the stuff onto the cuts bearing her arms.
"What's wrong with her?" I asked him.
"She has some bruises, cuts, and suffers from sleep deprivation. All she needs is some sleep, food, and time to heal. She'll be better soon." I nodded, and finished off with her arms. Her legs were already done, and when I looked, her legs looked worse then her arms.
"What were the cuts from?" I asked, curious as to if he knew.
"I can't tell. They aren't very deep." I nodded again, and walked over to his desk. I sat the bowl down, and walked over to where he was. He was mixing more plants into a bowl, and poring some potions into it. He stirred them together before going over to Angela's weak form, and spreading it on top of what I placed on her cuts. I watched silently, and tried listening to her thoughts.
It was all black. It was a never ending tunnel of nothingness. I watched her, confused. Was she like Bella? Maybe it's that she's from the same place Bella's from. No, that can't be it. Or can it?
Minutes ticked by, and then hours. It wasn't long before morning rolled along. I dashed up to where Bella was, and opened the door silently. When I looked in I saw Bella sleeping on her side, her legs curled close to her chest. The blankets she was using wrapped around her like a cocoon. I chuckled, and walked over to her.
"Bella," I said quietly, getting down next to her. "Bella, love." Her eyes fluttered open, and I smiled. "She'll be up soon," I told her. She smiled a little, and sat up slowly. I stood up, and she rubbed her eyes. I sat down next to her, and wrapped an arm around her.
"Sleep well?" I asked her. She shook her head.
"What did you expect?" she asked, her voice slightly groggy. I chuckled, and picked her up. She yelped a little, and then we were standing before Clarence and Angela. Angela was still asleep, but according to her thoughts, she would be waking up soon.
"When will she be up?" Bella asked, getting down next to me. I held her hand, her warmth radiating off of her.
"Very soon," I replied. She smiled, and walked over to her friends side. She knelt down next to her, waiting.
I watched Angela's still face, waiting for her to wake up. Minutes ticked by, and I started to get impatient. I heard Edward chuckle behind me. Was I really that obvious? I kept watching her face, sitting silently. My heart was pounding a little, my brown eyes fixed onto her face. Her eyes soon fluttered open, and I saw her light blue eyes.