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    Bandaid Brigade

     Band-aid Brigade

     

    Disclaimer: Stephanie Meyer owns Twilight.

     

    Chapter One

     

    ‘Who in the hell is knocking on my door at 3 a.m.!’ I groaned and more fell on to my feet rather than stood up. I grabbed my house coat off the back of my door.I tiptoed to the family room, hoping whoever was out there hadn’t heard anything from the inside. Our front door was connected to our living room, it was to the right while the stairs were on the left. If I was quiet enough, I could see who it was and ignore them until they went away.

     

    I peeked through the living room curtains, careful not to move them. A police car was in the driveway; there were two people in the back seat. One had there head pushed against the glass. Those must be my dumb ass brothers. There was a cop at the door. I let out the breath I was holding. ‘Thank god… and shit.’ Well I’m not being raped, but Edward and Emmett were in some kind of trouble and I could guess what it was about! I opened the door with the chain lock in place, who knows if it was a fake cop, I heard those exist and use the trust you have of authority to take advantage of you. I really needed to stop getting ahead of myself. I always thought the worst. I knew nothing was going to happen. Since, I know things.

     

     The cop cleared his throat.

     

    “Hello mam, are your parents home?” I hate when adults assume you had parents. What was I supposed to say? ‘no, they’re dead.’ Then they think you’re rude but if you just say ‘they passed,’ then they act all concerned and say there sorry. I just answered with a simple no, I wasn’t about to explain myself to a complete stranger, I learned my lesson, repeatedly, I might add.

     

    “Is there anyway that I could get a hold of someone?” He did look like a half decent guy. I flipped my phone open and dialed Carlisle’s emergency number. A nurse answered. 

     

    “Hello, this is Alice, I need to speak to Dr. Cullen immediately, something terrible has happened.” I didn’t really know that for sure, but I didn’t like being alone like this. Carlisle asked Edward and Emmett not to leave when he had to work night shifts, but it was the easiest time for them to escape. This isn’t the first time that they just waited until I fell asleep to take off. I just get anxious. Carlisle answered in under a minute.

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