Chapter One - No turning back
Tear drops trickled down my face as the cold wind blew by and stung my cheeks. I stared out into the open, the tall evergreen trees danced in the wind and the moonlit sky shone above me. I shivered uncontrollably and looked down over the cliff to see the dark blue shallow cold water; below the water were jagged rocks standing up like daggers from the ground.
I knew if I jumped I wouldn't suffer for long and the life I once knew would be over. The uncontrollable pain would disappear and the one person, a part of me, my son, would be waiting for me to hold him in my arms and be the mother to him that I wanted to be. I steadied myself and moved closer to the edge, my legs became stiff, and hard to move and I balanced myself with the heels of my feet. I took one last deep breath and let my body fall.
The wind rushed by me like a thousand needles pricking my body. I felt as if I was soaring through the sky at 100 miles an hour. I closed my eyes as I neared the ground below me. Seconds passed and I felt a sudden rush of pain. I thought the pain would end, I thought that it'd all be over; I didn't want to be alive. I lay there, my body broken, bruised and bleeding. I closed my eyes and let the pain take over, until I felt it no more.
"What do we have here?" Carlisle asked as he pulled back the sheet.
"We found her lying at the bottom of the cliff near the outskirts of Columbus. We are not sure if she had jumped or if she had been pushed, but the paramedics said she was pronounced dead at the scene" a doctor replied.
"She is not dead, her heart is still beating, we need to get her hooked to life support right away, if we want her to have any chance of surviving" Carlisle said
Panicking as he recognized me, the young woman he had met many years ago, when I had come in to the hospital with a broken leg at only 16.
He continued examining my body, poking and pushing to see what was broken. The pain had become so horrible that I could not feel it anymore. All I could feel was the coolness of his hands on my body.
As he neared my stomach I knew he would see the scar, the scar I had been left with after giving birth to my beautiful son a few months earlier. I could not see Dr. Carlisle's face but I could sense the pain he felt for me and the horror in his face seeing me this way, especially since he had known me when I was just a young girl. I closed my eyes and let my mind wander into emptiness.
A few nights passed and every now and then I would come in and out of consciousness, and every time I was consciousness I wanted to be dead, the pain was terrifying. As I tried to not concentrate on the pain I could faintly see a handsome figure standing by my bed side, his face was the most beautiful thing I had seen and the color of his golden eyes were almost mystifying.
I concentrated on his face and the pain subsided a little. I saw him inch closer to my bed side and felt his cold hand run along my forehead. He bent down closer to me and the scent of his body and cool breath sent shivers through me. I closed my eyes to capture the moment and forget about the pain.
He whispered in my ear "It'll all be over soon"
The next thing I remembered was a sudden rush of pain, as though I was being burned from the inside out. What was happening? Why did it hurt so much? Where my body had once been bruised and broken, it no longer pained me. Probably because the pain I was feeling now was worst, it was terrifying.