"Take Call from Bella?"
I blinked once, twice. Looked again.
"Take Call from Bella?"
My long idle heart jumped to life and my hand shook violently as I flipped open the phone and held it to my ear.
Silence on the other end. I strained my ears, trying desperately to hear anything that would tell me that my Bella was alive and well.
"Bella, sweetheart, are you alright?" I pressed.
What I heard then was not Bella. It was Jacob. But instead of a fiery rage building up within me, his voice made my heart drop clear into my stomach.
Jacob was sobbing.
"Edward?" He whimpered
"What did you do?" I snarled, all the accusation and rage I could muster backing my every syllable.
"I… It was an accident." Was all I could hear. The rest of Jacob's speech from then on was slurred and made incomprehensible by his sobs.
"WHERE ARE YOU!?" I bellowed.
"Jacob, now is not the time for this bullshit of trying to keep her from me. I don't know what you did to her and I don't care right now. All I care about is getting to her as fast as possible. Where are you!"
A pause… then, "Were just south of interstate-11.. Probably about three miles out."
I was about to scream at him again, but I knew that now wasn't the time. I snapped the phone shut and began running, knowing full well that the information he had given me wasn't nearly specific enough to lead me directly to them. All the rage and fear in the world powered my every step. Sobs wracked my body and clouded my mind. Some part of me knew… just by the tone of his voice that she was dead. If I had only been able to find her faster… I shouldn't have let this happen. I shouldn't have left her alone for a second the moment Alice said she couldn't find her future. This may have been brought on by the stupidity of a mutt, but I would never stop blaming myself for not preventing it. My wife… dead because I failed to protect her. I knew what would happen before I had even carried it out. I would find Bella, kill Jacob, bring her body back to Charlie, and then go to Italy. I had done it once before, and I would do it again. This time, I wouldn't ask them to kill me first. I wouldn't waste the time. I would walk straight into the sunlight and wreak havoc and destruction on their precious, oblivious town until they had no choice but stop me by force. I would not be far behind Bella.
Another stream of sobs overtook me, but instead of stopping to steady myself against a tree, I ran faster. Blinded by my own rage and agony, I stumbled through the brush, shattering any tree that dare stand in my way. My phone rang again, but I ignored it and pressed on. It was probably Alice trying to ask me what was wrong. I couldn't tell her that Bella was dead. Not yet. The sooner she knew, the faster she would react and try to prevent me from going to Volterra. I ignored call after call until finally, she texted me.
Grudgingly, I whipped out my phone and stared down at the four words that redefined my race against time.
She's not dead yet.
As soon as I had read them, Alice called again. I answered this time, still running full speed towards the interstate.
"Embry called, Edward. Jake phased and caused a rockslide which buried Bella. She had no pulse and she wasn't breathing but he revived her. She is alive, but she wont live for long. We're on our way Edward, but you're the only one who can make it to her in time to-"
I snapped the phone shut. I had heard all I needed to.
My legs flew out beneath me, sending me flying over the foliage of the forest at a blinding pace. I was no longer fueled by my hatred and desire for revenge, I was fueled by the determination to save the only thing in this existence worth living for. I would deal with Jacob later, right now, I had to save my Isabella.
"Hold on, Bella. Hold on, love, I'm coming." I repeated to myself. I couldn't smell them at all, I was blindly running through the forest searching for a needle in a haystack. The one and only chance to save my life and the life of my beloved.
Suddenly, an overpowering perfume hit me like a bag of bricks. I skidded to a halt, smelling. Blood. But not just any blood. Blood that smelled of the sweetest floral scent that could possibly exist. Bella's blood. For a moment of pure exhilaration, I thought that I was getting close to them. It took me only a moment to realize that the blood was not fresh. Bella, the smart, intuitive girl that she was… is… had done the only thing she could think of to help me find her. Silently praising whatever higher power there was in this world, I sped off in the direction of the scent, following the thinning trail and swallowing back the venom that I hoped I wouldn't be too late to use in the process of saving her life. With Bella's scent fresh in my mind, their exact location was easy to determine. Faster, still, I ran until finally, another scent mingled with Bella's. A scent that caused a snarl to rip from my throat in between the still present chain of sobs. Dog.
Above the tree's just ahead of me rose a cloud of dust. I knew without question that the dust must have been from the rockslide that had buried my fiance and sealed Jacob's fate. I skidded to a halt as I entered the clearing. Jacob was clinging to Bella's limp and marred body, tears rolling off of his cheeks and smearing the dirt on her face in wet lines. I had never seen Bella so vacant of life. Not even in my worst nightmares in which I had been the monster to threaten her existence.
My breath caught in my throat and Jacob's head snapped forward as he heard me. He captured my furious gaze for a moment with his own regretful and terrified eyes before finally whispering.
"You have to save her."
I suddenly became dizzy as a cavalcade of Jacob's thoughts invaded my mind.
How could I do this... What have I done? I never meant to hurt her, I only wanted to protect her. I thought she would be safer with me than with him, but now he's the only one that can save her. I don't want her to be cold and dead like him, but she's already cold and nearly dead because of my own stupidity… what have I done?
I could tell that he had spent a lot of time agonizing over whether or not to call me. Letting Bella die here on the cold hard earth would be no different to him than if he were to allow her to become his enemy, but for some reason he had called me.
"You did the right thing by calling me, Jacob Black." I grimaced as a wave of panic overtook me. Bella's blood was much stronger here, and though I would have liked nothing more than to direct every swear word I could think of at him followed by a detailed description of how I would kill him, I knew I was going to need his help.
"I'm going to need you to help me, Jake."
His eyes widened in shock as I approached him.
I ignored his repulsed expression as I knelt next to him and lifted Bella's limp body into my own arms. Her body was void of it's pleasant warmth and pink coloring. Her heart beat faintly and unevenly, threatening to halt all together.
She was dying, fast.
I calculated that her heart wouldn't continue beating for much longer… I had to act now.
Fear consumed every fiber of my being as I stared down at the quickly ailing Bella. I knew what I had to do, but I had never expected to have to do it so soon. I wasn't prepared for this. This was not the way it was supposed to happen.
I suddenly had to fight another urge to knock Jacob out.
"What's wrong? Save her!" He instructed anxiously.
"I need you to help me Jacob. This isn't easy for me to do. I could… kill her. I might not be strong enough to stop once I taste her blood."
Disgusting He thought, but his face remained terrified and wide-eyed.
"Don't let me take too much of her blood." I ordered as I lowered my face towards her neck.
"Wait! What are you doing!?" Jacob yelped. "I thought you were supposed to bite her… wrist." He gulped.
"It will take less time for the venom to reach her heart if I do it this way."
Every thought in Jacob's brain mirrored my own, screaming for me to stop… to find another way, but he also knew, as I did, that this was the only way. I almost felt bad for him for a split second. He was so conflicted and it was taking everything in his power to not attack me as my teeth closed in around her neck. I took a deep breath and focused my thoughts before sinking my deadly teeth into her tender, lifeless flesh.
Jacob took in a deep breath as he watched, and soon I realized that his help was unnecessary. I had thought that she was dead already once today, and there was no way that I was going to allow myself to face that fear again. I shut down my body and all of my senses, only leaving my teeth in her neck for long enough for the venom to seep through the puncture wounds. I didn't drink from her… I didn't want to. I just wanted her to stay alive.
Suddenly, Jacob was on his feet. I surveyed the air with my senses to determine what had alerted him, only to be crippled by the antagonizing scent of the blood that I had just denied myself of. Alice's voice rang out like a bell.
"Leaving so soon, dog?"
"Let him go."
I was shocked at the words for a moment before I realized that they came from my own mouth.
"What?" Alice gaped.
"Let him go." I repeated. "It's not worth it."
Thank you, Edward. I'm sorry about this. Tell Bells that I love her… and… you can tell Charlie that you didn't fine us and that I'm still out there with her somewhere. That should buy you guys some time to get Bella out of here before Charlie figures out what's going on…
Jacob's thought's disappeared with him as his footsteps faded into the forest. Moments later, the silence was broken by a long, distant, devastating howl.
Alice's light touch found my shoulder and gave me a reassuring squeeze as I clutched Bella's body to my own. She was still out cold, which was good… considering that she wouldn't be able to feel the pain that would soon consume her body.
Rosalie, Emmett, and Jasper were present in the clearing now also. They gave me space as I clutched Bella to my chest and buried my head in her hair.
"She's going to be okay." Alice smiled, her thoughts showing no sign of falsities.
I didn't doubt Alice. I knew that Bella would… that we would be alright. It was just a matter of time now. Three days worth of time, to be specific. But after those three days, we would have eternity, and that was all I could have ever asked for, even if it wasn't exactly the way we planned.
I don't know if I am going to be writing anymore after this, guys. I don't have a lot of people reading anymore (and if they are, I'm not getting the feedback.) and I don't want to push my luck. Quit while you're ahead, right? I set too high of goals for myself and I'm not reaching them lately. I don't find the potential in myself that I would like to, so idk if I will be continuing…
I appreciate your support though. If I come up with any other ideas (which by all means, if you have any requests or ideas - let me know) I might write some more.. But as of right now, I am not sure.
If you're new to my writing… the rest of it is here if you care to read any of it.
-Twiction (aka, Megan.)