Burning
It felt like I was on fire. The burning got worse. My heart was no where to be found. I had to find it. I tried to open my mouth, to tell them I wanted to die. I couldn't. My mind was disconnected from the rest of my body. Then the fire got so hot I screamed. The yell started Edward. I felt his cold hand on my shoulder. For some reason his hand wasn't that cold. Then I closed my mouth and tried to raise my hand up. I was paralyzed. My heart started to beat faster and faster. Then I could feel my heart. It got louder and faster, as the burning got worse. My eyes burned up too. Then the burning got hotter than fire like, lava. I was being burned up as the love of my life just stood there doing nothing about it.
My baby? My wonderful, beautiful Renesmee. How will she survive if I leave? My life was perfect until this had to happen. I remembered what Carlisle said about the venom. The burning was the morphine helping me stand the pain. My Edward? Where was he? Was he alright? The burning got worse as I tried to grab onto something. Something to hold on and drag me out of the pain. My palm started to relax. I was charred alive. My arms started to cool of as my heart picked up speed. I tried to take a breath but my lungs wouldn't let me. I held onto my heart and made sure that I wouldn't lose it again. Then my heart started to burn more as the speed increased.
Then oh no. My heart took off like helicopter blades. I started to hear and then I my heart skipped to the final beats. Two, one, then silence. I opened my eyes. The light was so bright though I could see the electric stuff inside the bulb.