Hey, here is Chapter 9 enjoy!

It was like someone was trying to wake me from a deep sleep. I wanted to wake up but I couldn’t songesha there was too much pain. That’s when I heard the voice, his beautiful voice.
“No Nessie, don’t stop breathing. Keep your moyo beating, breath Nessie breathe!” Jacob sobbed over my chest.
“Jacob, wewe need to let me look at her, it’s the only way to save her,” Carlisle said, worry in his calm voice. Jacob didn’t say anything but leaned back and took my hand.
“Ed...Edward, she is going to be okay, isn’t she?” I heard mum sob in her wind chime voice.
“Of course,” I heard dad determinedly, the ones I loved were in pain; I had to wake up to tell them that they shouldn’t be afraid. With all my effort I pushed my eyelids open.
“J...Ja...Jake,” I spluttered.
“Nessie, its okay sweetie I have wewe everything’s going to be alright.” He sobbed.
“Nessie, wewe need to hold still for me okay?” Carlisle said. I re closed my eyes and focused on having Jake forever.
There was a strange pulling sensation on my scalp and I tried not to picture a needle and thread, it wasn’t hard the pain from my stomach was worse.
“Can I do anything to help?” I heard dad ask,
“Yes wewe can see if wewe can get that blade out of her without tearing her stomach, if wewe can’t then we will have to perform live surgery here.” Carlisle whispered in a concerned tone, “watch out for her ribs their broken.” Carlisle alisema in a disgusted voice.
“He broke all of her ribs?” my dad spat. Carlisle nodded solemnly.
“That bastard, I can’t sit here and let Emmet and Jasper get all the revenge!” he said, the words whipping out of his mouth in a flurry. Jasper and Emmet were here? Poor Jasper I know how he hated the smell of human blood but then again I didn’t smell as bad to him as I was half vampire.
My thoughts were interrupted as Jacob squeezed my hand and ran off into the darkness to where Emmet and Jasper were probably standing with Nahul. I tried to listen out for any sounds that would indicate him getting hurt but instead heard a strange high pitched screeching sound and an ear piercing scream that surly didn’t come from any human creature. Through my own pain I tried to pull my head up but it was locked in Carlisle’s stone arms.
Then my mind came back to focus and I put the two together, the scream was my own; it was me in pain, I was that awful sound.
“Nessie, Nessie, its ok you’re going to be fine!” mum cried hysterically, “Carlisle we need to get her back to Forks!” mum added her voice cracking at the end.
“I am not sure if it is feasible, she is bleeding heavily. If we moved her Emmet, Jasper and Alice will have to take Nahul in the car. I don’t like the sound of them being alone when there are still 16 newborns on the loose. “Carlisle murmured in thought.
“Let’s go now, before she gets any worse,” Jacob alisema in a panicked tone, I hadn’t heard him return from the darkness.
“Okay, Bella go and assist the others to get Nahul into the car and then come and ride with us.” Carlisle alisema zaidi urgently now. I heard the high my scream again as I got lifted off the ground, causing a severe pain in my torso.
“Morphine, give her some morphine Edward!” mum called as she hurried into the darkness. Slowly I felt the cold sensation of the morphine spread through my body, letting me drift into unconsciousness in no pain.

It was the sekunde time in a mwezi that I had woken to the annoying bleeping sound. My eyelids fluttered open and they met the same sight, but this time the Denali coven was crowded in the doorway but there was a bigger difference, a difference that upset me.
“Where is he?” I stammered my voice croaky, “Jake, Jake, mum where is Jake!” I cried raising my voice as I looked around seeing that he wasn’t there.
“Nessie oh my Nessie, it’s ok my honey. Jacob is...um he is taking care of Nahul.” Mum stammered looking uneasy. As I looked around I saw that Emmet and Jasper were absent to. Then I remembered the clips from my pain, they were hazy but they were still their; Jacob had been angry, no furious that Nahul had caused me pain and I was sure he was venting some of his anger on Nahul now.
As much as I hated Nahul for putting me and my loved ones through this pain, I could understand why he did it. He thought it was the only way; he thought I loved him. If I had Lost my family I would probably go mad, and that was what he was. Nahul was mad.
“I am going to see if Jacob needs a hand.” Dad muttered kissing mum’s forehead then mine. We all knew what this meant, dad wanted to give Nahul a taste of his own medicine alike Jacob. Nahul was going to be dead soon and I could concentrate on recovering. As soon as I thought about that I realised that my life would not go back to normal, there were still newborns on the loose causing havoc and with that came the Volturi. My biggest problem.