My Cocoon
I felt safe in my little cocoon.
It was warm and nice. It made me feel so safe. I reached a hand out and gently pressed against the walls, trying to show my appreciation. I felt someone on my right nudge me.
It was my little sibling. It wanted to stretch and I was in it's way. I didn't like it when my sibling stretched, I could hear the sound of pain on the other side of my safe cocoon.
Snap!
My sibling stretched it's feet pressing against something until it made a horrible snapping and cracking sound. I wrapped my arms around it and curled it into a tight ball in response trying to get it to stop hurting our cocoon. I could hear someone in pain. I think it was the owner of our cocoon.
I gently placed my hand on the walls, silently apologizing for my sibling.
I could hear angry voices on the other side. It sounded like it was directed at my cocoon holder. I didn't like it when they got angry at my cocoon holder. It was keeping me and my sibling safe, and warm.
Why were they mad? Did they want to be in the cocoon as well?
Did me and my sibling take the cocoon from them to make room for us?
I felt something inside me cringe as an unfamiliar feeling coursed through me. I took away someone's home. I quietened my thoughts when I heard a sound outside my home.
"Your rib is cracked, but there are no splinters. You haven't punctured anything." The voice was smooth and had a calming affect on me. I like it.
"Yet," I heard another voice, but it was smooth and velvety instead of calm.
"Edward," the first voice warned.
"It's breaking her bones now," was that the cracking sound I heard when my sibling stretched her legs?
We're hurting our cocoon owner! Oh no. I didn't want this! I didn't want to hurt the nice person who let us in here and protected us. Let me out! I don't wanna hurt it anymore.
"It's crushing you from the inside out," the velvet voice continued. Is it talking about us?
I have to stop moving, I realized.
I have to stop moving and feeding... to save it from further pain.
I have to stop my sibling as well.
I won't let me or my sibling hurt it anymore.
I'll keep our cocoon safe from us.
It didn't deserve all that pain me and my sibling are putting it through after it so graciously offered us a place to live and be protected.
"Carlisle, tell her what you told me," the velvet voice spoke again. So the first voice was named Carlisle? That's a funny name, Carlisle. I liked it though.
"Tell her," velvet voice insisted.
"Carlisle tell me," I could hear that voice echo all around me. It was my cocoon owner's voice! It sounded beautiful... but so weak.
We're causing that, we're making her suffer so.
Please forgive me.
I reached up and gently stroked the inside of the cocoon trying to show it I didn't mean to hurt it, I was just trying to live in peace with my sibling and myself.
"It's alright," I heard it speak again as its beautiful melody floated down to me and my sibling. My sibling started to get excited and squirmed around.
I quickly wrapped my pale boney arms around my sibling and pressed it to me. I wasn't going to let my sibling or myself cause it unnecessary damage just for the sake of living. I would keep the cocoon as safe as I could before we had to move out of here.
"The fetus isn't compatible with your body." I heard Carlisle speak again.
What's a fetus?
Is that what we are?
Fetuses?
"It's too strong." he continued, "It won't allow you to get the nutrition you need. It's starving you by the hour. I can't stop it, and I can't slow it down. At this rate, your heart will give out before you can deliver."
We're starving it?
But I thought it was offering us the red liquid we drank from it.
"Then I'll hold on as long as I can, and then..." Our cocoon owner spoke again only for Carlisle to interrupt.
"Bella. There are some conditions that even venom can't overcome. You understand? I'm sorry." so my cocoon owner was called Bella? It was a pretty name.
"Edward, I'm sorry." Bella said to someone as I heard a bang.
"I can't live without you." velvet voice answered sounding pained. Edward was it's name.
"You won't. You're gonna have a part of me. He'll need you."
Who's he?
Wait.
Are they talking about me and my sibling?
Is that what this is about?
Are we the problem?
"Do you honestly think that I could love it... or even tolerate it if it killed you?"
I winced.
"It's not his fault. You have to accept what it is."
"Because you've given me no choice!" I jumped, startled when I heard a sudden shout come from Edward. "Bella, we're supposed to be partners, remember? But you decided this on your own. You've decided to leave me."
"Don't see it that way."
"Well, I have no other way to see it. 'Cause it's me who'll lose you. And I don't choose that. I don't choose that." I heard the sound of a bang.
Then there was nothing but silence.
I think Edward had left.
I could feel a crushing feeling coming from Bella. I didn't like it, I didn't like it one bit.
I reached my hand up and gently laid it on my cocoon trying to console Bella.
This was all our fault.
If me and my sibling had never moved in here they would still be happy.
Bella wouldn't be sick, on the verge of dying and Edward wouldn't be so sad.
I'm so sorry Bella.
I really truly am.