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    Streptococcal Sore Throat

    “They’re just antibiotics, but they’re going to put you to sleep.”

    “Oh great, let’s just waste all of our alone time,” I said, disappointed.

    “I know, Bella, but this is why you’re here. You need to get healthy again.” I swallowed the pills and cuddled with the comforter.

    “I’m pleasantly surprised with your attitude, you know.” I looked up at his astonishingly chiseled face and took another swig of water.

    “Oh yeah?” He raised an eyebrow.

    “Yes,” I laughed. “Usually by now in less severe situations you’d have me in the emergency room.”

    “Well lucky for you, the doctor from the emergency room lives here, so it’s unnecessary.” I just smiled. I snuggled closer to him and he wrapped his stone arms around me as I drifted off to sleep.

    I woke up the next day on the couch. I took in my surroundings and was uninformed on how I ended up in this position.

    “Edward?” I called to the empty living room. Suddenly from behind the couch, a sock puppet that resembled Edward popped up by my head. It had stringy red hair and gold button eyes.

    “Oh, my darling Bella,” it began speaking in quite a high voice, “I hope that you're doing well, my dear. I’ve awaited your awakening for so long now! I thought I might die with anticipation if you didn’t wake up soon, for how I’ve missed you! But alas; I am creepy and watch you sleep, so I was fully entertained by my sexual thoughts!”

    “…. Em… Emmett?” I said sleepily.

    “No, Bella! How dare you think me someone else! It’s your dear Eddie boy, the one that you pledge your love to a thousand times a day so totally and completely! Now kiss me, you fool!”

    The sock punched me lightly on the mouth and was attempting to shove itself through my lips. I couldn’t shove the rock hard hand away from my face, and it was getting difficult to keep my mouth closed tightly.

    “Emmett, get away from her!” Edward growled, making his way into the house. “Jesus, you’re such a creep sometimes.” Emmett revealed himself and shook his finger on his free hand at Edward.

    “Edward, please do not refer to such blasphemy in this house. Jesus is not a creep.” Edward rolled his eyes and shoved him out of the way to come sit next to me. I swung my legs up under me and wrapped the blanket around my shoulders.

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