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Bella P.O.V
I wasn't aware of much, except the intense and agonizing heat blasting through my body, fire spreading rapidly through my veins. I had often reflected on what it would be like to make the transition, the change, from breakable to unbeatable, but never had I prepared myself for this.
My vision was blurred, my surroundings were spinning around me, and I struggled to focus on the faces in front of me. I picked out the face closest to my own, and I recognized Edwards beautiful amber eyes, glazed over with sheer pain of what was happening to me. I tried to speak, but words failed me and the only noise that flew from my lips were gut wrenching screams of agony, each one adding to the pain visible in his eyes.
"Then find the will to stop. But choose. She only has minutes left." Carlisles voice filtered into my fever-like thoughts, and I could hear crackling, tearing, shrieking in the background as Carlisle's coven shredded and burned the vampire that had done this to me. The fire was growing more frenzied, and even though all of my senses screamed at me that I should be dying, part of me registered that I had never felt more alive, that my heart had never beat so fast. The heat was starting to take over, it was starting to consume me, my body broken and torn.
"I'm going to make it go away Bella." Through the darkness, I heard his voice. His voice was that of an angels, it soothed the torment that was plaguing my body and my mind. I could hear the anguish and distress that dripped off of every syllable, and it was bittersweet. For witnessing Edwards pain only reminded me of the searing, scorching heat that rolled through me, reminding me that I was the reason for his despair. I had no control over my body, my limbs were jerking and twitching and I could feel ice cold hands on my head and my wrists, securing me against the chilled, hard floor of the ballet studio. I opened my eyes once again, searching for Edwards face. I was unable to focus this time, the world before me just a haze of lights, colors and red. Blood red.
Edward P.O.V
I couldn't think straight, Bella's screams were driving me to distraction, I was going half crazy inside my head. I knew that I only had one chance, but the smell of her blood, it was intoxicating. I could already taste the venom that had started coating my teeth, my lips pulled back in an expression of lust and horror. I hadn't realized the extent of Bella's wounds, or the amount of blood that was pouring from her gnarled leg, and I hadn't stopped myself breathing in the scent of her.
But I wouldn't let her become a monster, not because of my selfishness, my lack of ability to stay away from her. I was the reason that she lay there, dying. I looked down at her, her wild, scruffy chestnut hair spread around her head like a halo. Her eyes were rolled back into her head, as if she was having some kind of fit, and I knew that the venom was starting to consume her. I brought her pale, ivory wrist to my lips, for I was determined to suck the venom out, to stop the change.
I felt her rapid pulse beneath my uncertain lips, and as I slowly settled my lips over the crescent shaped gauge, I had to remind myself not to breathe. I knew that if I caught just one whiff of her blood now, I would be out of control. I wouldn't be able to stop and I would drain her body of blood, killing her in the process. I could not let that happen! I started to suck at the wound, and I suddenly felt her warm, sweet blood running over my tongue and down into my throat. It tasted, oh... so good...
And that's when the monster inside of me kicked in, I couldn't stop. Her blood was as addictive as I imagined it to be, it called to me, I had never desired anyone's blood the way I had with Bella. I wanted to rip, tear and savage at her broken body, to drain every drop of blood that she held. I wanted to drink it all, to taste the sweet metallic tang, to feel the release and satisfaction that it gave me.
"Edward! Stop! You must, the change is already in process, the venom had already spread to her heart. Listen Edward! I know its hard, but you must stop... You will kill her otherwise!" My head snapped up, my eyes narrowed and a growl escaped from my throat. I felt possessive, dominating. My athletic body was tense and crouching low, ready to pounce on anyone who was a threat to my meal. Bella was mine, her blood was mine. I looked down at her, her still, battered body lying there and the bloodlust lessened, only to be replaced by a deep and sudden fear that I had killed her. Beneath me, her body convulsed and I was aware once again of the beating of her heart, relief flooding through me that I hadn't ended her life. I had been so close though, so, terrifyingly close to leaving her pale and lifeless on the wooden flooring. Her heart was beating rapidly, so fast that I had no doubt that she was in the process of changing, for no human could still be alive at the pace it was racing at. Grief and sorrow coursed through my body, as she lay there, her body twitching and her eyes closed, her face a mask of pain. I mourned the loss of her heartbeat, the beautiful rose-coloured blush that graced her face so often, the distinct sound of her heartbeat, and the lifeblood that ran through her veins. For once the change was over, she would be dead. No more heartbeat, no more blood. I had failed her, I had failed Bella. I had failed to protect her, and I had failed to stop the change. In three days time, Bella would wake to a new life, full of sorrow and full of bloodlust. It was never the life I would have chosen for her. I had promised to make it stop, and I had failed her.
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