I took the little package, rolling my eyes at Edward while I stuck my finger under the edge of the paper and jerked it under the tape. "Shoot," I muttered when the paper sliced my finger; I pulled it out to examine the damage. A single drop of blood oozed from the tiny cut. It all happened very quickly then.
It was very much like when I was almost killed by Tyler's van. Everything was moving so quickly, but I was painfully aware of every small detail.
Edward's beautiful face, twisted in panic and rage. Jasper flying at me from across the room, the thirst evident in his flat black eyes.
I didn't have time to breathe before Jasper was on top of me. I was dimly aware of landing in shards of glass. I felt a sharp pain in my throat, followed almost immediately by a pain I had felt once before. I couldn't tell if Jasper was still on top of me or not, all I knew was the fire.
I screamed and writhed in agony on the floor. I heard an argument going on above me.
"I can do it again Carlisle! It won't be any more difficult than it was last time!" His beautiful voice was tinged with pain.
"It's not that simple this time Edward. She's lost too much blood." A calm authoritative voice tried to reason with the first, gorgeous voice.
"Can't we do a transfusion or something?!" The velvet voice was panicking.
"You know we can't do that. This is what she wanted. Let's just try to make her comfortable." The stronger voice sounded sure of itself.
I lost all awareness of my surroundings as I screamed in pain. A part of my mind knew that this was for Edward, this was what I wanted. But another part, a larger part, just wanted the pain to stop.
After what seemed like an eternity I felt myself being lifted up in cool stone arms. I heard a velvet voice whispering in my ear, but I couldn't understand what it was saying. The cold of the arms soothed the pain of the fire, and I moaned and protested when they tried to set me down.
As the hours went by, the pain never lessened, it only grew to be more and more intense. I didn't know who I was and I didn't know what was happening to me. All I knew was that I was in hell, a hell that was growing far more painful by the minute.
Then, just as I was screaming for death, the pain vanished.
(A/N) I know this is a short chapter 1, but I was just gonna wait and see whether or not anybody wanted to read the rest of this story before I wrote any more! Please review and let me know what you think! This is my first fanfic, just FYI, if you can't tell.