a/n-thanx for all the reviews! I reallyappreciate them. More Pleez! I'm sorry if this description sux, but bare with me. It's hard to describe unbareable pain.

Bella POV

I wasn't aware when Aro exited the small, damp room. I that I was aware of were the knives that were stabbing into me, cutting me deeper and deeper with every heart beat until I screamed in torture.

I knew exactly what was going on in my body.

Every heart beat pushed the burning venom a milimeter more, putting up an easy fight with my body.

As it slugged along, I could feel it burn each and every cell. I could feel my cells being replaced with ice.

A screech tore from my chest when I felt the knife dig deeper... Again.

The scream echoed in the small room.

I grabbed fist full of my hair and tugged, trying to ignore the pain.

It only brought more.

Not only was I in agony from the venom, now my head was throbbing.

I writhed around on the ground, trying to distract myself.

My throat had become raw, and everytime I screamed it became worse.

My screams died to moans, and random spasms of my arms and legs.

Sometimes kicking or punching the wall.

I had probably broked my other hand as well, but that pain was nothing compared to the torture of the transformation.

I ground my teeth and ripped at my skin.

I bundled up my clothes in my fist, and I clenched my jaw shut.

Nothing worked.

Nothing worked against this torment.

Time had not done my any Justice. I had completly lost track of it, having crushed my watch within the first few minutes.

It may have been a day, it may have been three.

It may have been four for all I knew.

All I knew was that the seconds seemed like minutes, the minutes seemed like hours, the hours seemed like days, and the days seemed like decades.

The venom was now beginnning to prick at my toes and ooze up my legs.

I couldn't hold back the scream that had been building it's way out.

I could hear my heart beat grow quicker and quicker, in attempt to put more blood in my body. It only made the torture more unbareable.

This was much more pain then I ever could have imagined. A hundred times worse that that of when James bit me.

once.

This was three bites.

Every heart beat was another memory that flashed through my head. Random for the most part.

Thump.

The smell of my room.

Thump.

My favorite color.

Thump.

My locker combination.

Thump.

My phone number.

I could finally hear the speeding up to almost a whole beat.

thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump thump.

Silence.