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Bella's POV
I feel as though I'm on fire. I cannot distinguish different parts of my body, I can only feel the pain. I want to scream but I cannot open my mouth. I want to tear my thunderous heart from my chest and end my misery. I wonder why no one has put the fire out, why they leave me here to scorch. I cannot form any coherent though besides that of feeling the pain. Simultaneously bathing in acid, being trampled by bulls and hit by a semi-truck would feel like a treat compared to the aches plaguing my body now. I don't know how much time passes but the burning increases. I must only be a charred piles of bones by now. Eventually the burn starts to fade. First from my toes and slowly it disappears from my whole body except my heart. My heart burns hotter than before but I can finally form coherent thoughts. I listen to the sounds around me. Hideous rap music, footsteps, humming, the ticking of a clock. I try to focus on something other than the burning in my heart. Finally, after what seems like years of pain, my heart begins to cool. As it begins to cool, it also begins to slow. In one final instant, the pain disappears altogether and my heart gives one last thump before remaining silent. I hold still, listening for another thump of my heart but it doesn't come. I slowly open my eyes and breathe in a gasp of air in shock.
I see individual little dust particles and colors I never knew existed. I can focus and see the fibers in my clothes. I can smell water though I somehow know it's not close. I quickly sit up, faster than I ever thought possible. A tall mass from the corner of my eye moves and I flip off the table and into a crouch. A feral growl escapes me and then I see who it is, Carlisle Cullen. He holds his hands up in a surrender pose while inching towards me slowly.
"Isabella, I know you're confused and scared but I need you to trust me." He talks softly. He's standing next to him. He has a unique smell. Like sunshine and French cappuccinos. I slowly leave my crouch and look around quickly. All of the Cullens stand in the corner of the room, seemingly on guard.
"Dr. Cullen? What's going on? W-where am I?"
"What's the last thing you remember Isabella?" He questions. I think back, noticing how much space I seem to have in my head now. I feel fear seize me.
"T-the accident, the van, Tyler…The pain." My unusual bell like voice dips lower at the last memory.
"Isabella, when you came to the hospital you were in critical condition. Nothing I was doing was saving you and….I did what I had to do. I bit you at your pulse points, injecting the venom into your blood stream. You hardly made a peep through the change so I assume that the morphine you were given on the ride to the hospital dulled the pain of the change." Carlisle smiles at me.
"Venom? Change? What are you talking about?" I feel myself getting frustrated when all of the sudden I'm engulfed in a wave of calm.
"You were dying. I took matters into my own hands and, I bit you. I started your transformation for immortality. The Quileute call us Cold Ones. In books and movies we're portrayed as creatures of the night. In the human world, we're known simply as vampires." As Carlisle finishes I open my mouth and I laugh.
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Chapter 2, what did you think? Do you like the short chapters or would you prefer them to be longer? Does anyone have any suggestions or would like to critique the story? Please don't hesitate to tell me! Thank you for reading!