A/N: Hey guys! This is the first time I've ever posted on Fanfiction, so please be fair. I don't have any experience writing for the public. Please review. As a first time writer, as many of you can relate, it's good to get critized, so that my writing can improve. I want to thank those who incouraged me to write! And a big thanks to my friends for letting me borrow their names!!!
Disclaimer: I don't own anything! Stephanie Meyer created this great world and characters and I merely borrow them for my imagination! Especially the yummy Emmett Cullen! ;P!
Darkness. Fire. Pain. Emptyness.
That's all I could feel. Nothing more. Just that. I regretted not hugging the darkness, embracing it, when I was given the chance. No. I had chosen reality. But reality was painful. Reality was that I was all alone. Reality made me remeber. I didn't want to remeber, but it was too late. The state of pain was making me woozy. Delirious. I could faintly see underneath my eyelids two orbs. Golden orbs. Realization hit me. I could see! I was strong enough to see through my eyelids. Happiness ran through me. Yet the pain surpressed it. The sun. I could feel. The warmth against my already scorching skin was too unbearable. Somehow, and again I felt dilirious, I managed to have enough energy to get a decent enough scream out. Problem? I had run out of air, my lungs were empty. Maybe I would die from lack of air, and get it over with.
But I couldn't do that to Charlie,...Jacob,...Edward. Charlie. If I survived from this torture , I wouldn't be able to see him ever again. I could hurt my own father because of what I was becoming. Jacob. Jacob wasn't even talking to me anymore. He hates me. Probably won't even notice I'm gone. Edward. Just thinking his name brought more pain than the venom could ever inflict. The hole in my chest seem to get bigger and bigger.
I felt lightheaded. Was the venom going to kill me like this? Was this normal? My lungs felt empty, they screamed for oxygen and I, against my will, complied. As the rise and fall movement of my chest resumed the burning seem to lessen. Only slightly. A few degrees. To anyone else, what was the difference between a few degrees? To me, it was heaven. The burning hell was about to end. I could fell it. Literally. At first it was just my finger tips, and then slowly...my toes too. I mentally smiled. Maybe I could make it through this.
Then my heart was burning. No! The burning was slowly dissapearing all over my body, but it was throwing gasoline in my heart and letting it slowly burn. Couldn't someone see the fire burning my chest? Couldn't someone just exstinguish the fire?
Aargh!!! Too much...fire. My chest rose from the ground in pain. A cry escape my lips. My breathes came in wild gasps, and then abruptedly my heart gave it's last beat. It was over. The fire was gone.
I could hear..running water. A brook maybe? Birds chrping, the wind blowing. I could feel the grass caressing my skin. Slowly, very slowly, I opened my eyes.
Everything was so clear. I could see every particle in the air. I could see every leaf up ahead in detail. It was a breathtaking sight.
I finally was consious enough to realize I was in his..our meadow. Sobs erupted, shaking my frame. My eyes felt oddly dry. Oh, of course...I couldn't cry anymore.
This was my life now.
So was it good? Okay? Horrible? Needs Imrovement? I need to know! Please be kind enough to review!