Help Me
A crash sounded through the forest. I was immediately catapulted into the black, unaware of my surroundings.
I did not know what was happening. I remember hearing sirens, smelling the uncomfortable odor of rust that was probably from my own blood.
My thoughts drifted to the only person I could focus on at a time like this. Edward.
I imagined his piercing topaz eyes, his soft bronze hair, his wonderfully crooked smile. But I was awakened from this image, though I was still in the blackness of my mind.
"Bella! Please stay with me!" An angel that could only be Edward cried. I wanted to obey, but the darkness was too inviting.
"She can't hear you." A calm voice responded with a slight accent. Carlisle.
"Alice! Why didn't you see this!" Edward sobbed. There was a long silence that followed, leaving me alone in my dark cave.
I tried to think of that image of Edward again. I pictured the white planes of his cheekbones, the concern that would be etched in his eyes at this point. I simply admired the image in my mind.
The more I examined the perfection of my angel, the less I could remember. It was as if I could imagine the hair's texture perfectly, but then my studies of last year became foggier.
I pictured Alice, Esme, and Carlisle in my head, hoping I could picture them without this odd lapse in memory. As I imagined the hyper personality of Alice, I could not place where I've been for the past few years. It was if I had been in the darkness since Phoenix. Ah, Phoenix. I've always loved the sun.
The sun. There was something about it that I wasn't supposed to understand. That my family couldn't go into it? No, that wasn't right. I was a person, and had lived in the sun my whole life.
"Bella! Please come back!" A voice woke me up from my thoughts, though I was still in the black. I should know this voice; it was as if I had known it for my whole life. It sounded too perfect in tone to be real; surely this was the voice of my guardian angel. That would explain the sadness in the tone.
Why couldn't I recognize this voice! I still had the image of a nameless angel in my mind, my only company in the darkness. The angel's bronze hair illuminated the darkness, though I could not make out anything other than black.
"She's losing too much blood. I think she's going into a coma; she's been unresponsive for too long now" a voice calmly said. I didn't know what they were saying, I could only remember my name at this point, the image of an angel, and my mother, Renee.
Renee! She'd be upset! Why is she not here with me?
"She's not going to make it!"
"Do it now!"
These shouts frightened me while I sat in my darkness. What were they talking about? Changing?
Then fire brightened my dark atmosphere. The black fog transformed into a red rage. Pain accompanied the red, as my previously numb body trembled with fire shooting through my veins.
Renee! Save me from this fire! I wanted to scream. I wanted to shout for anything familiar, but mostly my mom. I could shout for Charlie, my dad, but I haven't seen him in years. I only saw him when he came to Phoenix to visit me.
Then there was the angel. Though I couldn't place a name with the face, I felt safe. As if he would help me overcome the fire that dominated my life.
Would I die right now? Is this hell? Where am I? Why me?
These thoughts shot through my head while the redness controlled my vision.
I was afraid.
Comforting words were whispered to me for what seemed like an eternity. Telling me everything would be all right, I had to stay strong, but most of all, apologies were spoken.
I could feel my body being moved, the soft rumbling of an engine invaded my hearing. Was I in a car?
Soft murmurs were spoken, each of them spoken by a heavenly voice.
Suddenly, the pain began to fade. This was good, I thought. I can make it through this.
As the pain subsided, I could hear more. The murmurs began to form words.
"…Alaska. I mean…"
"…hope its fine. Will…"
"…so sorry. Poor Edward…"
Wait. Who is Edward? I didn't recognize any of these voices.
Soon enough the pain faded into nothingness, so I opened my eyes.
