(Esmee) code blue - EDITED (Mi's side)

Code blue

All right guys i have edited they very last paragraph on this chapter so please re-read for it to make sence, thanks"


I probably make a point of mentoning here that i don't own twilight or Alice Cullen or anything else that may be mentioned.
I am of course a huge twilight fan! but that is all!

All that aside though i hope this chapter was worth waiting for.


I had a little voice normally. I found shouting a struggle, maybe it was just because my vocal cords didn’t work well that way, maybe I knew that in a whisper I could usually say just as much, or maybe I was conditioned that way from when I was a child. I never got anything by shouting and crying about it. Negotiation was used, quiet dignified conversation or you where ignored until your were not being irrational it was usually an asset to me but sometimes I had to shout, sometimes I needed help and this was one of those time so why did my voice sound so whisper quite as I yelled “Code blue!” twice before jumping to my feet and smashing the blue glass panel that resided just under the red fire one with my fist making the whole unit wale with a sound that was a lot like the ones that where used in the world war air raids and a rather posh woman’s voice that announced “code blue tranquillity” over and over again

Breathless and nauseated I jumped back away from the wall and pilled my self back onto Mi’s bed my hair getting into my face as I tilted Bella’s head back pinched the top of her nose and pressed my lips around hers my second hand air inflating her lugs twice before I turned to her chest pushed my hands together, gritted my teeth and pressed down heard three large snaps signalling that I was beating up another body in the right way.

Crack, crunch, crack, crunch, crack, crunch, crack, crunch, crack, crunch, crack, crunch, crack, crunch, crack, whoosh, whoosh, air filling lungs. More hands on ribs, crack, crack, crunch.

It must have been seconds but it felt like hours but eventually nurses arrived from every direction pooling into the room to take the body from both side one was on a mobile phone shouting instructions about the wrong patient.

“Yes Mia Dorado age 15, she’s crashed, there’s blood, known self…”

“It Bella I barked somewhere over my right shoulder to who ever it was that was calling the ambulance, “It’s Bella! I shouted again removing my hands from doing the compressions briefly as a pair of scissors chopped at the fabric of Bella’s favourite top that had the cast from twilight on it smiling back at me. It would have broke her heart of she could see it; to witness the cold steal blades cut right through the spiky haired vampires middle of her face splitting in apart between the eyes as the fabric was ripped off her chest revealing the all ready purple bruises that where beginning to form. The vampire was Alice, Bella adored Alice above all of them, she had told me once how Alice made her feel. How something about the character spoke to her, about how that smiling face that littered her walls was the only person that truly made her feel safe and I had smiled admiring her courage to find hope in simple things, to find something that was more important in her life then how many calories where aloud to go past her lips, but apparently there was some things even Alice couldn’t make better for her.

Crunch, crunch, crunch Crunch… quiet; that was the path way for my hands made then, no more protection for the heart; press, press, press, press, press…

“All right Esmee let me take over, you’re getting tired…” blood red painted fingernails pushed mine out the way, crystals hands resuming that same pushing. As mine had, “Esmee move get out the bloody way!” Crystal yelled when I didn’t soot over to let her get in front of Bella, “Move!”


With out responding verbally to her demands I rolled my self off of the bed backing back until my body hit the opposite wall, my face now almost as white as Bella’s, my breathing heavy from heard work and panic, my hands shaking furiously until fingers looked around mine; Emmet’s fingers; the lass nurse to respond to the still shrieking alarm - “Cold blue, tranquillity. Cold blue, tranquillity, cold blue…”