My first Twilight fanfiction. I own nothing, just my creative twist. Thanks to Stephanie Meyer for giving me such interesting characters to torment.
Is this really the end?
I'd never given much thought to how I would die – though I'd had reason enough in the last few months – but even if I had, I would not have imagined it like this. I don't think you could really even describe what I was feeling at the moment as pain. Feeling like every fiber in my being was on fire, the most liquid kind burning through my veins and into the very being of my soul. I could very distinctly taste my own blood in my mouth, the coppery taste of it making my already crazed stomach lurch in disgust.
I could hear voices all around me as I fought against the pain, the confusion, and utter agony that assaulted me, hissing and deep guttural snarls. They went silent when a high shriek echoed through the clearing. I couldn't grasp exactly what it was exactly until it stopped, and my vocal cords burned with the misuse of my own voice.
"Goddammit! Are you just going to stand there and do nothing! She fucking dying you filthy bloodsuckers, can't you see her!"
I knew that voice. I'd know it no matter what. It was the center of my salvation and warmth. My sun in the darkness and the filler of any void that I was falling into.
"Jacob? Jacob…please make it stop!" I heard myself scream and reached for him blindly. I could feel only pain and ice around me. A horrify snarl issued as my body was jostled and cold fingers brushed over my over heated brow, which crinkled in confusion. "Bella, I'm here with you. Its going to be alright, I'm right here." The voice whisper to me. I cracked my eyes open to stare at the person holding me gently. "Edward? What…what's happening. Wha-?" As soon as I started to speak, another wave of agony encompassed me and I screamed. "Jaaaaake!"
"Motherfucker, move out of the way!" Briefly I recall the throaty animalistic noises again and then I was surrounding in heat, a heat that reach the core of me and I felt the pain receding slightly. I looked up at him through tears, met the deep brown of his eyes which where swirling in so many emotions. He mustered a weak smile. "Hey honey, I'm so sorry you're hurting right now. But its going to be okay, we're going to fix this I swear to you." His warm hands smoothed the hair sticking to my damp forehead away and I nuzzled into his touched and then the pain began again. I could do nothing but cling to him then.
"Would some one please do something except stand there? I thought you wanted her to live god damn you!" His voice thundered. A small feminine voice began where his left off. "The venom is spreading; we need to make a decision Edward. But we don't have much time-" "I don't know if I can do this again Carlisle, the first time I nearly killed her myself, please-" "Edward, don't you want-" "Someone please do something!"
Their voices swirled around me and I could feel my heart stuttering in my chest, the cold setting in, the absolute feeling of my life leaving me. 'Am I really dying? Is this it?' I asked myself as I felt my heart breaking. Charlie, Renee, and Jacob… Jacob…Jacob…
"Bella? Bella? No Bells, please no stay with me…Bella!
And then there was nothing but darkness.