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Chapter Three
Two nights later, the agonized screams of Edward ripped through the house. He was over the worse, he only had one more night. It had not been easy to listen to his screams even with the knowledge that it was supposed to be like this. And to top it all off, I had barely made it in time to my house to save the boy. I shuddered at the memory.
Flashback
On the trip back to the house, Edward's heart rate continued to slow. I was running at my fastest, the fastest I've run since my newborn year. I thanked the gods that I had hunted only the day before. It will make the change easier.
The house loomed into view and three seconds later, I was in the hallway. A forth of a second later, I was putting Edward on the bed on the second floor. I did not hesitate. If I did not act now, he would die.
I bit him first in the neck, then on his wrists, and on his ankles. Then, I truly had the scare of my life. Edward's last heartbeat was half a second before I bit him. I went for several seconds without hearing the precious sound of an heartbeat. I truly feared that I had been too late.
However, my fears were proved false by the first scream that Edward let out into the house and the night. It was absolutely both heart-wrenching and a huge relief at the same time. I left the room and let the venom do its work.
End Flashback
He was still screaming two nights later. He had not spoken or opened his eyes since that fleeting moment when I first met him two days ago when he was first admitted to the hospital with his mother. It seemed like ages ago to me, I chuckled at the irony. Then, I smiled because I remembered what his eye color was. It was an attractive green that would ensnare any woman if he so desired. I then remembered with a pang that they will not be that color anymore.
I had called in sick for the past two nights. The nurse did not question me after I spoke to her with the perfect voice of someone with a sore throat and a cold. Hey, several centuries gives you plenty of practice to perfect these things.
I had not been idling the past few nights, however. I was doing everything that even might help Edward when he finishes his change. I really didn't know what would help or not because I was changed under very different circumstances all these years ago. Not only that, I had not met many other vampires other than the Volturi. Basically, Edward's change was as new of an experience to me as it was to him.
There was one thing that I knew for certain that Edward would experience when he woke up - thirst. Burning, raging thirst. It might be so burning that he will go into a frenzy the moment that he completed his change. I did not want my house wrecked so I did an simple alternative. I got blood in a container for him to drink when he woke up. It was fairly easy to obtain.
That night, I put as many vials as I could carry in my pockets along with a syringe. Then, I went out the door and into the woods on a mission. I moved at a swift walk, sniffing the air every few moments, searching for an object suitable to my mission. After a few minutes, I found it. A deer. Instead of giving myself to my senses and hunting it, I lowered my walk into a crouch and started moving swiftly to the deer in perfect control of myself. I found a buck grazing on the edge of a clearing. He was oblivious to my presence. I smiled, and knew that I had found the perfect animal for what I wanted to do. I kept moving silently in a crouch with the night as my cloak trying to get as near to the buck as I could before he was alerted to my presence.
I got as close as twenty feet before he shot his head up and bolted. In the same instant, I sprang. I landed on him and wrestled with him, refraining from biting him. He was weak compared to my strength and did not struggle long. He became still, still enough for me to do my task. Sitting on his middle, I drew out my syringe from my pocket and drew blood from him at his neck and put it in a vial. I kept drawing blood until the buck was drained of all blood. I still had two or three vials left. I stood up from the now dead buck and ran home. I emptied all the vials into a container and put it in my office under my desk. Then, I cleaned the vials and the syringe and went back out to drain another animal.
I repeated this process all night and into the next evening until I felt that I had enough blood to sate Edward's incredible thirst when he woke up. Still, I drew some extra, just to be safe, I really didn't want an wrecked house.
It was now only a few hours until it was time for Edward to wake up. I called in sick at the hospital for the third time in my "sick" voice. Then, after I hung up with worried nurse wishing for me to get well, I waited. My to-do list was completed and there was nothing else for me to do. I listened to the screams of Edward growing farther and farther in-between and decrease in volume. Finally, it was just a moan that he uttered every few minutes. It would not be long now. I watched the sun make a beautiful goodbye to the sky before dropping under the horizon. The full moon rose to take the sun's place, lighting up the sky and the woods. The stars glittered and winked in the sky. The air became silent and peaceful with every animal that prowled the woods in the day nestled down to sleep. The nocturnal animals awoke and took to the woods in their silent movements as to not wake the sleeping creatures and hunted their prey. I loved the night for those simple reasons. The night provided peace, quiet and a beautiful natural light. It was also sinister, dangerous and full of fear and secrets. The night perfectly described the vampire as a whole, in my opinion.
The clock was counting down to the exact time when I bit him, three nights ago. At that time, he would wake up. Exactly three nights for the change. He only had a few minutes left. He was moaning less and less. He also grew still, the result of the pain from the change decreasing. He kept his eyes closed, unsure if the pain actually ended or not. I sympathized with him, I knew exactly what he was going through.
Finally, it was time.
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