This is my first story so please bare with me. I'm sorry that this chapter was so short, I didn't exactly have much to work with. It popped into my head at 2 in the morning yesterday and I couldn't sleep till I did so this was basically just for fun. Please spare me the entire MINUTE it takes to write a review and tell me what you think. As I've said before, this is my first story and I would like to know what people think before I continue. I apologize again that this is so short, I don't really know what I'm doing yet but I guarantee you that it will get better. And now, before I take up the whole page with the introduction, on with the story!
Disclaimer:As much as this pains me to admit, I do NOT own Twilight. I do however, obsess over it. :D
(A/N: Please note that this first part is just basically a review from the book and belongs to Stephenie, not me.)
"Oh no, Bella, no!" then angel's voice cried in horror."Carlisle!" the angel called, agony in his perfect voice.
"Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no!" And the angel was sobbing tearless, broken sobs.
The angel shouldn't weep, it was wrong. I tried to find him, to tell him everything was fine, but the water was so deep, it was pressing on me, and I couldn't breathe. There was a pont of pressure against my head. It hurt. Then, as the pain broke through the darkness to me, other pains came, stronger pains.
After a moment, the sharp pains began to fade. There was a new pain, a scalding pain in my hand that was overshadowing everything else.
Someone was burning me.
I tried to call out to him, hearing his pleading sobs was painful, though not as much as this new pain. "Edward, calm down!" I heard Carlisle's urgent yet strangely tired voice calling somewhere in the distance. I could scarcely feel Carlisle assessing my wounds but the flames in my hand were spreading, fire rushing up my arm.
"Carlisle! What can I do?! How can I help her?!" Someone moved my broken and useless leg, sending a dull pain throughout it. It felt like time was at a complete standstill as I lay there motionless, willing myself not to scream out in pain as my insides were melted.
"Edward, being calm is the only thing that can help her right now. She's going to be fine. She's only got some broken ribs, and her leg." My angel sighed and the pain subsided slightly as I felt his head upon my chest. "Her heart's beating so fast." he muttered. He leaned down and I felt his breath on my cheek, "Bella, Bella can you hear me? I love you." he whispered into my ear.
Suddenly, the pain shot back into my veins at least ten-fold. I held my breath, also holding the building scream. I wanted it to end. Now. Edward was off of me in an instant and I could hear him slightly better. "Carlisle, what's happening?!" His hand squeezed mine.
Alice's voice cut in through Edward's frantic questions and Carlisle mumbling the damage to himself. None of that mattered to me. My broken bones were nothing compared to this. I wanted to die, and I was never one for suicide.
"Carlisle," her voice was high, trilling, and urgent. "Carlisle, look at her hand." As she spoke, the pain flared throughout the rest of my body, as if on cue, sending spasms through my bones. I held in the screams bubbling to the surface. I didn't want to make this worse for Edward though it was taking all of my effort.
It was then that I heard Carlisle whisper, "She's been bit. It's too late." It must've been weeks that I had been laying here though probably no more than a few days.
Three things happened simultaneously then, Edward's enraged roar filled the room, my heart constricted so tight that it might as well pop, and suddenly everthing went quiet. There were no sounds at all but the scurrying of some passing creature and faint breaths. No heartbeats...