Okay, I know Jake didn't become a werewolf till after but please go along with it.
He was gone.
I had no reason to live anymore. Edward, the love of my life, was gone. Gone. Just gone. I couldn't believe that he left. I mean, I was a helpless, ordinary human. But I thought he loved me. The words flew through my head over and over. It will be as if I never existed.
I felt rain on me.Then, I saw a red flame. I wondered what fire would be doing in the middle of the rainfall. But before I had time to think of something logical, I slipped away to unconsciousness.
I awoke to fire and screaming. I was burning all over. I looked at my body, but nothing. I was surprised that the screaming was coming from me.
"Help me! FIRE, FIRE!" I screamed. "SAVE ME! PLEASE! EDWARD!" Then I started sobbing, for the pain and Edward. I screamed over and over again.
I wondered why no one heard me. I remembered fainting next to Charlie's house. Had I slept walk? Impossible.
Then I heard a wolf howl. A screech of pain from a hopeless animal. A dog. I loved dogs. This made me scream louder. Not for me, but for the wolf.
Then the wolf was next to me. It was the size of a grizzly! Though I couldn't be sure, the stinging in my eyes caused blurriness. Another screech of pain escaped the wolf's muzzle. That didn't help me at all
Kill me! I thought. Just kill me, now! Or at least put the fire out!
"Wait!" I pleaded, idiotically. "Please don't go!" I didn't know why I was asking the wolf to come back. Even though I want just to comfort it, it would come back and eat me.
Then I heard weeping. A figure ran to me. And, boy was it big. It picked me up. My wary eyes looked at the sad figure. I tried to hug it, to console it, to heal it. I knew I would need the same thing done to me when I finally would put out the fire and sob over Edward.
"Bella! Oh, my Bella, I'm so sorry! Please forgive me!" he sobbed.
My wary, now confused eyes looked at the sad boy. Why would this invisible fire be his fault? "J-J-Jake?" I struggled to say the word. "J-J-J-Jake! H-h-h-help-p-p m-me-e!"
He sobbed. "I'm so sorry!"
"F-f-f-f-fire!!" I screamed. "G-g-g-get-t-t w-w-at-t-ter-r! P-p-p-put-t-t it-t-t out-t! P-p-pleas-s-s-se ! "
He put me down and ran away screaming in agony. I was left alone, again slipped away to unconsciousness again.
I woke up. And there was no more fire. Except in my throat. And it hurt so bad! Then, it hit me like the smell of pancakes on Sunday morning. LOL. James. The croissant shaped scar. The invisible fire on my hand when James bit me. The pain, the screaming, the venom. It hit me. I was a vampire. I ran and ran and ran for who knows how long. Then, I saw a pack of dear. I quickly gobbled them up. Not feeling sorry for the creatures, I felt I was no longer thirsty. I ran and ran and left Bella Swan behind me and entered a world of bloodthirstiness.