"No," I groaned. "Go away." How embarrassing! I could obviously hear him, and he knew it!
He chuckled knowingly.
"I was taking her to the nurse," Mike explained in a defensive tone from halfway down the sidewalk, "but she wouldn't go any farther."
Fredward looked up at Mike and made a soft, attractive growling sound. Mike scurried the rest of the way down the sidewalk, and I never saw him again.
Suddenly the sidewalk disappeared from beneath me. My eyes flew open in shock. Edward had scooped me up in his arms, as easily as if I weighed ten pounds instead of eighty-five.
"Put me down!" Please, please do not let me vomit on him. He was walking the walk before I had even finished talking the talk.
"Hey!" Mike called from all the way down the sidewalk.
Fredward ignored him. "You look awful," he told me, grinning.
"Put me back on the sidewalk, Fredward," I moaned, The rocking movement of his walk was not helping. He held me away from his body gingerly supporting all my weight with just his arms—it didn't seem to bother him that I weighed eighty-five pounds, or that I was struggling and moaning.
"So you faint at the sight of blood?" he asked. This seemed to entertain him. He was such a sicko.
I didn't answer. I closed my eyes again and fought the nausea with all my strength, clamping my lips together.
"And not even your own blood," he continued, enjoying himself.
I don't know how he opened the door while carrying me, but it was suddenly warm, so I knew we were inside.
"Oh my," I heard a female voice gasp. I could imagine that this outburst was caused by the sight of Fredward's bulging arms ripping through his designer shirt, forty-two and a half pounds of me stressing each bicep.
"She fainted in Biology IV," Fredward explained, ignoring the flattery and focusing on my problem.

98

Chapter 5

←

→

main contents contact