Chapter 1 The Transformation
I look down at her with troubled eyes. I know that this is what she wants. To be with me for eternity. I want that, too, but I can't bear the thought of seeing her in pain. It gives me pain. She really wants it, though, and how am I supposed to deny her of what she truly wants?
Ugh. I can just picture it now. Her big, brown eyes, filled to the brim with tears that I won't be able to stop from pouring down her cheeks. Showing nothing, but pure torture as the burning fire races through her small, fragile, body. No. I can't bear that, but I must. Right?
My sweet, sweet Bella. So ready to be damned for forever.
"I'm ready." she says, but I can tell she is scared. Her pulse is racing and her body is tense, waiting...and she is shaking.
My breath shakes unsteadily as I press my lips against her neck. I breath her in one last time before I have her for eternity. The smell so much sweeter than any other scent. I bite her neck and regret it instantly. I hear her gasp. Her blood tastes better than anything I've ever tasted, and my mind is quickly reminded of that one time two years back. Only this time, I'm causing the pain instead of putting an end to it.
The floral smell I'm used to having in my head is now on my tongue as I take blood from Bella's, precious body. I take just enough for her to change. Too afraid of taking more, and killing her. My venom is now in her veins, and there's no turning back. I cringe as my new wife screams. I cradle her into my arms and sing her lullaby in an attempt to comfort her. Three more days of Hell, for both of us. Wonderful.