30A/N After what has literally become YEARS I decided to go back to my attempted writing days. Looking back I have noticed that my were rushed but somewhat good. And I feel like I should finish this stpry before COLLEGE starts... Here goes nothing...
JOE'S POV
Nothing made sense to me. Was this all just one big hallucination? The IV stopped beeping. The sobs of my mother still ringing in my ear. All I saw was white, and for a moment it felt like everything I knew, felt, lived went blank. I couldnt move, as if I was frozen. I felt no emotion, nothing at all.
The doctor put the blanket over my body, and wheeled my body out. All I wanted to do was stand up to hug my mom sooo much tell her I was ok. Sorry for my behavior, but like I couldnt move. I hear the sobs from my family and Stephanie.
I felt way to responsible for their pain. Everything was my fault. Is this the process of getting into heaven? Realizing all your mistakes? To feel guilt? If so, it was working. This feeling was beyond what I imagined. It didnt help the fact that they wheeled me into the morgue.
I layed there for a long time, and out of nowhere I stood up, gasping for air, I felt hyper. I looked to my left and right, but right in front of me I saw my family. Ok, so maybe this was a dream? Maybe that would explain how my dad looked like a disco ball in the sunlight.
They stared at me for a while, before my mom gave me a weak smile, clearly she had been crying. Sara to her left, smiling smug at me. But something about her seemed different. She was always pale but not it was if she lad lost 2 skin tones than before. There was coldness in my surroundings, a burning sensation in my throat.
My senses kicked up and I smelled nothing but blood. "Blood" Carlisle responded. He looked at me as if concerned and handed me a goblet. I stood up in lightning speed and took it from him. Before it even touched my lips, the goblet left my hands, breaking at floor contact.
What was I doing drinking blood? I shook my head. "No this is a dream, a dream" I backed away from them. Or ran from them, and as I did I hit the wall, and with contact there was a dent in the wall. Something was defintely up, this wall was solid metal. My eyes widened and my dad touched my shoulders.
His contact oddly gave me confort, he smiled and my mom walked up to grab my hand. Thats when I knew something was up. Before touching them would feel like touching ice, but now it was different. My nose tingles, throat burning. I was acting crazy. Carlisle gave a different goblet anf this time without hesitation I drank it.
"Whats wrong with me?" I said cleanin blood from my chin. My mother came with a cloth to clean it off "deer blood is so messy" he said shaking her head. She made contact with her eyes and held my hands. "A new chapter of your life is about to begin, but were family we love you, but like us your different" she said handing me a mirror.
My reflection showed me 2 skin tones paler, like Sara... My eyes blood red. And then almost instantly I froze, images racing through my head, flashback, but one after another they were going blank like the feeling when I was being wheeled in to the morgue.
"Vampire, is that what I am?" My mom and dad held my hand once more and made us walk out the morgue. "I knew he watched to many horror movies as a child" my dad said as he closed the door. For some reason that re-assured me, and although they didnt confirm it, the look on Sara's eyes told me the truth. And knowing my parents I knew it would be all right...
THE END