Recap:
"I have you mother, if you come down to your old ballet studio now, she won't get hurt." James snarled as I heard my mum screaming my name down the phone, her voice terrified. There was no other way, I had to go. "I'm just, ah, going to get a drink downstairs"
I stammered, trying not to sound too terrified by the prospect of my upcoming death. Jasper looked up from comforting Alice and nodded once with a look in his eyes. I rushed down the stairs and wrote a note to Charlie, noting that I wouldn't be coming back for a few weeks as I was going to visit mum.
I would also have to leave a... suicide note with a good enough reason so they thought I wouldn't have been killed. I took one last look at a picture of Charlie and with tears in my eyes, I got in my truck.
The roads weren't busy this time of night and I thought it was fitting for the night I would die. The tree leaves looked almost amber in the light of the sunset, almost as Amber as Edward's eyes.
No I thought, I won't think about Edward, I'll just get scared and not go. The ballet studio looked the same as ever, its powder blue paint looking green as it was bathed in the golden sunlight of the fading Sunset.
I parked the pick-up outside of the ballet studio and placed the three letters on the dashboard, one labelled Edward, another labelled, Charlie and the final labelled Jacob. I took one last look at them and with tears welling in my eyes once again, I got out of my beat-up old pick-up truck.
The sunlight was streaming in the ballet studio from the gap in the door, causing a long shaft of light to illuminate a small part of the floor. "Bella, Bella!" A voice called from the closet that sounded identical to my mum's.
I rushed towards the voice, my breath quickening with my steps and all thoughts for my safety disappeared with every step towards her. I pulled open the closet door which normally held ribbons, costumes and spare leotards but which now held my unaware mother.
Breathing heavily with disbelief, I stared at the t.v that stood in the centre of the closet. On it was the old video my mother had taken of me when I was doing ballet. Then the image flickered and changed to one of my mother laughing, a crease forming on her face as she did so.
"Ha, funny how easily you can get records from the school. They should step up security more" A voice laughed from behind me, grabbing my attention immediately. He walked towards me slowly, a video camera clasped in his hand, videoing me.
"Hmm, how would Edward want to see you in pain?" he grinned evily before materialising in front of me, pushing me onto the ground and snapping my leg with one punch. I screamed loudly, pain coarsing from the centre of my leg outwards.
"Come on, Bella. Tell him how much you want him to avenge you. How much you want him to come after me" James taunted, zooming into my face, trying to project the pain onto Edward what I was thinking right now.
"No. Edward don't do it." I gasped, pain ripping through my leg as I tried to move away from the camera that James held central to my face. His face contorted into a snarl as a growl escaped his mouth.
"Fine, I'll just have to do it the old fashioned way" James snarled evilly, a small smile playing on his lips. He lunged at me, somehow still keeping the camera steady in his palm. His lips found my wrist as he sank his fangs in.
I screamed loudly as he took sank his teeth in deeper, pinning me down to the floor. "Get off of her" A growl rang through the studio. I looked up from the floor to see Edward running towards James before striking him and sending him across the room into a mirror.
Their fight was too swift for human eyes to see, their punches and blows looking blurred. Meanwhile, my arm felt like it had been placed in a fire, the flames licking it unkindly before leaping around my body at an non-stopping pace.
Obviously, my arm wasn't really on fire but due to something, something that had just happened, my body was reacting badly to it. No! It was the poison from James, turning my insides vampiric and stopping my heart.
Edward was on the floor, fumbling around for a weapon to use against James whilst he was being crept up on. James was brandishing a piece of ballet bar, one end obviously sharpened by his teeth. "Edward, look out!" I screamed loudly, catching Edward's attention for long enough for James to start running.
The terrified face that Edward wore as James plunged the stake into his heart was full of despair, love and surprise. It was my fault Edward had died. If I hadn't had tried to get his attention, to try and help him, he'd still be here.
"Shame, I thought he'd fight a bit better than that. Now, back to us" James snarled, started towards off before he was knocked off of his feet by a large black bear. No, not a bear, a wolf. Other wolves followed, tearing James limb from limb with menace. Once they had started to burn the pieces, three wolves left the studio before only one coming back in human form.
"Arggh" I screamed as I tried to say Jacob's name but it came out as a scream. Sam came back in, his breathing deep and heavy. "What's happening to her?" Jacob demanded from Sam as he came to sit beside me.
"Get away from her, Jake! She's changing." Sam said, trying to pull Jacob to his feet from my side. Jake's face changed, his eyes becoming angry before looking at the limp body of Edward.
"No. James" I managed as the flames reached my chest, scorching my lungs and charing my stomach. Jake looked towards the fire where they had just put James before kneeling down and picking me up gently.
"Jacob, what's going on?" Carlisle demanded, bursting through the doors flanked by Emmett and Alice. He took one look down at me, cradled in Jake's arms before speaking.
"Bring her to my house, the change is very painful. There's no way we can stop it now, I'm sorry" Carlisle said sadly before looking over to the corner. The corner where Edward was slumped, dead.
"No. NO" Alice screamed, running towards Edward and placing her hands on Edwards chest to cover the hole that the stake had been in. Carlisle walked over to Edward, a grim look on his face before bending down.
"Dead... about an hour...no" his voice said as only parts drifted into my head. The explanation that Edward was dead was the one thing I couldn't accept, so I fell into a deep sleep.
Oh my gosh, whats going to happen next!
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