Twilight: Impact
What if...the van had crushed Bella?
Here's what Stephenie wrote in Twilight, p 56: "But of more immediate importance was the dark blue van that was skidding, tires locked and squealing against the brakes, spinning wildly across the ice of the parking lot. It was going to hit the back corner of my truck, and I was standing between them. I didn't even have time to close my eyes."
All I could do was brace myself for impact. And when impact occurred, it was a crushing blow to my chest. I gasped, but my lungs wouldn't work. Something in me snapped, and pain licked from my feet up like a raging wildfire, consuming everything in its path. I staggered forward, but I was caught standing between my truck and the van, and I fell into the blue metal. I heard a low crack at my head's connection with the back of the van, and then it felt like my head was exploding into brilliantly colored fireworks. Bright red and black spots danced through my vision, and I felt myself slipping away. I didn't want to close my eyes, because I knew my chances were good that I would never open them if I closed them now. But my lids were so heavy, and unconsciousness was so peaceful.
yes, i know. these are all pretty depressing. but relah-ah-ax. they're getting less depressing. the next one is actually pretty funny. but bear with me, please? anyhooda, check out my new story "Becoming Jane" (and don't be a ghost-reader...review it! i keep getting hits but no one reviews!) and if you've ever read Wicked Lovely and Ink Exchange by Melissa Marr i extended my horizons and added a Wicked Lovely fanfic. i also have a running fanfic contest called "Silence" that i only have one (ONE) entry for. how can i pick a winner when i only have one? so go enter that, and review everything! lovelovelove, m
