Chapter Three – Falling
I had to stop. I had to stop calling his name; my throat was raw, my ears were ringing, I was panting for breath. Thing is, I didn't know how.
It was at this point, when I felt more insane than I ever had in my life (including when I started to believe that Edward was a vampire), that I felt a rush of breath in my ear. It was like someone was right next to me, breathing out deeply. I turned automatically towards the source of the breath, but there was no-one there.
I turned back and sat down, still in my truck, and tried to empty my mind. I felt that this was always a good way to calm down, just to get every thought out of your head.
Then, the rush of breath was back. But this time, it spoke. "Bella."
I knew that perfect, velvet voice as if I'd been listening to it every day for my entire life. It was Edward. A rush of joy made its way through me, and I turned towards him, grinning.
It just so happened that the direction Edward's voice was coming from was also the direction of the door to my truck. Which, coincidentally, was wide open. And me being me, obviously tripped over it and fell.
I closed my eyes and waited for the impact as I hit the ground, but it never came. Nor did Edward's solid arms catching me. I opened my eyes, but the outside looked no different to the inside of my eyelids. Why couldn't I see anything? And why did it feel like I was still falling?