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Night Call
I looked up at him and gasped. Topaz eyes smiled kindly down at me. My pulse picked up again as I took in his image. He was pale, his skin looked almost like porcelain, under his white coat he wore a blue buttoned shirt and a black tie, but what startled me the most was be blonde hair and name tag. In the center of the white clip in bold black letters read: Dr. Cullen
Tears burned my eyes as I shook my head not wanting to believe who I was looking at. Terror I had never experienced before coursed through my veins, spreading my fear. He caught onto my distress and glanced at the nurse with the syringe and nodded his head once. She returned the nod and approached me, but I paid her no mind as I felt a panic attack beginning to set in.
When I woke up from the crash I expected to wake up in my own world, not in the fictional world of Stephanie Meyer. I never would have thought that I'd wake up only to be greeted by Dr. Carlisle Cullen.
Tears burned my eyes as I shook my head not wanting to believe who I was looking at. Terror I had never experienced before coursed through my veins, spreading my fear. He caught onto my distress and glanced at the nurse with the syringe and nodded his head once. She returned the nod and approached me, but I paid her no mind as I felt a panic attack beginning to set in.
When I woke up from the crash I expected to wake up in my own world, not in the fictional world of Stephanie Meyer. I never would have thought that I'd wake up only to be greeted by Dr. Carlisle Cullen.