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I've had this idea for a while now and it's been writing itself into TTMOAS and making me rethink the whole plot and its driving me freakin CRAZY!
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Chapter 1: The Changing of a Life
BPOV
As I snuggled into Edward's side in the living room, surrounded by the rest of the Cullens, I couldn't help but wonder what I had ever done to deserve them in my life. I mean, honestly, they were the kindest people there could possibly ever be.
I mean, during my recovery from the attack, at least one of them had been with me at all times, waiting on me hand and foot. I tried not to ask for much, but I had to admit, I grew to love all of them even more during my recovery. Even Rosalie. One night, she had stayed up with me and told me the story of her human life and why she was so bitter towards me. We had ended up resolving most of our issues and in the morning, she left being almost as good of a friend to me as Alice.
After Charlie and Renee had been killed by James's mate, Victoria, Carlisle and Esme had officially adopted me as one of their own. I was officially Bella McCarty, the sister of Emmett McCarty. Edward and Alice had taken the Cullen name, and Jasper and Rosalie kept Hale. That way, we could all be with our respective partners without raising eyebrows. Well, more eyebrows, that is.
I sighed in contentment, drawing eyes pair of eyes in the room away from the movie we were watching and on to me.
Edward's hand squeezed my shoulder lightly as he whispered in my ear, "Are you alright, love?" I honestly didn't know why he had whispered. Everyone could obviously hear us and they were watching with an almost creepy focus.
I smiled gently as tilted my head back to look him in the eye. I put a hand on his cheek, and he leaned into it as I said, "Yeah, I'm fi-" I gasped as pain shot through me. I hunched in on myself, trying to squelch the pain coursing through my veins. It felt like liquid fire, scorching me from the inside and sizzling my nerves. It was what I knew vampire venom felt like.
The noise of the movie cut off as Edward grabbed me in his arms and sprinted upstairs, laying me on his black leather couch. He knelt and took my hand, staying out of the way as Carlisle began looking me over thoroughly. I had a feeling that whatever was happening to me wasn't something inside Carlisle's realm of experience and knowledge.
The fire seemed to be searching for something, spreading through my whole body. After a few minutes, all of the flames and pain in my body zeroed in on my back. From halfway down, to the base of my neck, there was no feeling, but also not numbness. It was… dead. If I didn't know better, I'd say that area of my body wasn't there anymore. I could see Carlisle's and Edward's lips moving, I just couldn't hear the words they spoke.
Just as I began to relax into my limbo of sorts, the flames returned with a vengeance. More intense than ever, they continued for a few minutes without a break, taking my breath away. I buried my face in the soft, sleek leather of the couch, just in case any screams escaped me. When the pain finally receded, leaving my body as it had been this morning, I cautiously looked up and was met with seven stunned faces.
They were all staring at my back, mouths opening and closing like fish out of water. I carefully moved my arms and legs to see if I could move yet. After feeling no pain, I slowly stood up. I felt like I was floating, like I was weightless.
Feeling a little perturbed by their stares, I warily walked over to the full length on the back of Edwards's en suite bathroom door. What I saw in the reflective glass shocked me to the bone.
I let out a small shriek. "Son of a bronco!"
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