I could feel the tension rolling off everyone in that room in great waves, that if were I human, would have knocked the air clear out of me. The day had finally come that none of us thought we would ever see. Edward had held true to his word, though, and Bella was about to get her wish. The whole house was preparing for Bella to be bitten and I was staggered by the emotions running haywire.
Rose and Emmett had gone hunting not too long ago; knowing that the smell of open blood would be too much for their resolve. Esme was waiting downstairs, not wanting to desert Bella in this difficult time, but also not completely trusting herself with the blood. She was spilling massive lengths of fear as she sat at the edge of the couch, uneasy at the current situation. She was holding her breath.
Alice had been preparing herself for this day for almost a week; hunting everyday and pushing her strength to it's limits. She was currently sitting on Edward's couch, which had been pushed against the wall farthest from the bed. She had insisted she be in the room -for Bella, of course- but this was the most she could handle. She told me last night that if she actually saw the blood when Edward bit her, she wouldn't be able to restrain herself. It's true she was there when Bella was attacked by James and at that time there had been a lot more open blood, but she's sure the fear of losing Bella was far greater than her pull for Bella's blood.
Edward was kneeling beside his bed while Bella lay in front of him. He was whispering carefully in her ear, soft consolations as she clung to the collar of his shirt. Everyone else was taken care of for now, carefully out of the way, but I had been able to feel their fear for Bella. They worried for her and her well-being and what she was about to submit herself to. No one in our family had ever willingly been subjected to this lifestyle, and here she was, voluntarily allowing Edward the chance to calm her, here on the eve of her transformation. Fear emanated from her, contradicting her spoken words, telling him she knows she'll be alright. It was a very private moment between the two of them that I felt hesitant to intrude on.
This change was not an easy one. My mood grew dark. Yes, I knew what she would be going through, the pain she would feel, as if her every limb was being doused in vats of fire. That was not something one easily forgot, but Edward was the one I feared for.
Did he have the strength to attempt this? Carlisle had always done it in the past, changing Edward, Rosalie, Esme, and Emmett. Carlisle had had centuries to perfect his self deprivation, and had succeeded in making a suitable life for himself and his family. Now, Edward has my respect fully and wholly in many aspects, and I knew his restraint was strong… almost as strong as Carlisle's, but not quite. He was still a vampire. He knew his nature and had a difficult time denying it. Edward, I hope you're strong enough for this.
He made no inclination that he'd heard me. His murmurs never ceased. Bella continued to whisper back to Edward, soothing him just as much as he tried to sooth her, though her panic rose with every tick of the clock. "Okay Bella, you're going to feel a small pinch while I put the needle in, then the morphine can run it's way into your blood stream," Carlisle said pulling the IV over to her. "Just relax." Edward didn't stop his soughing at the interruption. Bella simply closed her eyes and nodded.
They were all planning on staying in the room throughout Bella's transformation. But not I. As the one with the weakest self hold in this family, I knew I wouldn't make it even a few seconds after Bella was bitten, before I attacked. No, not at all. I planned on leaving just before Edward did it, but for now I couldn't make my feet deviate from this spot, under the doorway, just observing the scene before me. The love for... this human girl... were so intense I was in awe.
"Edward. It's time." Carlisle started. "The morphine has settled."
Edward didn't acknowledge him, continuing his quiet conversation with Bella, though he now oozed trepidation.
Carlisle hesitated, not wanting to botch their private moment, but quickly finding his resolve. "Edward, if we wait too long she'll burn off the morphine and will have to change without it."
Edward clenched his jaw and shut his eyes tight. He pressed his forehead to Bella's and spoke a little louder than before. "Are you ready, love?" He opened his eyes to look at her but all she did was nod and give a small moan, dazed from the large amount of morphine now running through her body.
"Don't worry Bella. We'll be right here the whole time." Alice chimed in, putting up a cheery façade.
Bella nodded at her and smiled hesitantly up at Edward. "I love you Edward Cullen." she whispered.
He looked solemn. Filled with longing, dread, and hope, Edward leaned down and first, kissed the fourth finger on her left hand, brushing his lips along his mother's ring, then slowly leaned in to kiss her neck.
Knowing what was coming next and having no intention of being within 100 yards of it, I swiftly bolted from the room, down the stairs, past Esme, and out the front door. Once I was outside on the front porch, the heavy emotions drifting off everyone else were stifled by the cool breeze of fresh air. My head was clear and I quietly wished Bella good luck as I began to run again.
While I ran, with no one destination in mind, I heard Edward's mumbled words to her, stifled against the skin of her neck: "I love you Isabella Cullen."
Then the screaming began. Bella was in for one hell of a ride.
A/N: So... I'm hoping you liked it. It was only my first fan fiction so reviews WILL boost my ego! Kidding (even though they will). I had fully intended this story to be a one shot. Wholly and completely the only chapter... though, other characters are getting in my head. Rosalie is begging to let me hear her thoughts on the human that has run her out of her house.