Walk a mile in my shoes
Bella POV
I was trapped in darkness. I felt extremely light, and extremely heavy at the same time. It was like I was floating, and being held down as well.
I was asleep and alert. I was frightened and calm. I was happy and sad. I was miserable and excited.
What if Cassie made my wish come true? What if I wasn't Isabella Swan anymore? What if I was finally a Cullen? What if I had my best friend back?
But what if it was all a bad dream? What if there was no Cassie? What if Rosalie had never pulled that prank on me? What if I was just crazy?
What if any moment now I would wake up, and my life was still the same? What if Edward hated me even more?
I felt my emotions rising, tears pricking the back of my closed lids.
No, don't you dare cry, I thought. I couldn't cry now. Crying would just have to wait until later.
A few minutes (I think it was minutes, could've been hours) later, I felt my consciousness slowly slipping back.
I could hear some hushed voices. I strained to hear them.
"…is he waking up?"
"I don't know. Seems like it."
"Give him some room. He's been through a lot."
Huh? First, who is he, second, why did those voices sound so familiar, and third, why was my skin suddenly rippling with fear?
Very slowly, I felt myself whole again. I was fully conscious, and very drowsy.
"Edward…Edward, can you hear us?"
Edward? Edward was here!?
I slid my eyes open.
Alice, Rosalie and Esme Cullen were all staring at me, their different colored eyes all staring down at me with the same curious/worried looks.
Sucking in a deep breath, I let out an oddly deep but shrill blood curdling scream.
Edward POV (moments before Bella)
This feeling was indescribable…but I think I can manage. It was like I was under some sort of heavy black blanket…like four of my senses were cut off. The only thing I could do was feel.
And the feeling wasn't exactly what I call nice, either. I felt very light headed, but then again, I felt heavy too. I tried to grasp on to consciousness, but I couldn't. I was in too deep. There was no escaping.
Well, no chance of escaping, until I heard voices…
"Honey, when is she going to be up I'm worrying half to death here!"
"Calm down, darling. She'll be awake any moment. Carlisle said so."
Who's this she? And is that Renee and Charlie? What were they doing here? Was Izzy here too? Maybe I still had a chance! Oh, and where was Carlisle? I didn't hear him.
As much as I could, I pushed myself to wake up. It took a while, and I was exhausted, but finally, my eyes opened.
I was right. Charlie and Renee Swan were looking down at me, concerned expressions on their faces. Carlisle was no where to be seen.
"Izzy, baby are you okay?"
Izzy? Who is she talking too? Surely not me.
"Huh?" I opened my mouth, I pushed wind through my lips, I spoke, but my voice wasn't there. Instead, it was the glorious voice of Isabella Swan.
"What? Is that me? Is...is that my voice? Oh my god, what's going on?" Now I knew I was going crazy.
"Izzy, are you okay? What's wrong, honey?"
"I'm not Izzy!" I cried, jumping off the couch. Where's a mirror? WHERE IS A MIRROR?!
I ran upstairs, ignoring Renee and Charlie. I threw open door after door until I reached Isabella's room.
Hmm…very nice…too much purple though…
Snap out of it Edward! Look for that mirror!
There was a door in the corner of her room. I ran to it, stumbling, almost falling before I reached it.
That. Was. Not. Normal.
I threw open the door and rushed in front of the mirror, almost slipping again.
Panting, I looked at my reflection.
Long mahogany hair, huge chocolate brown eyes, huge glasses, button nose, freckles…
My eyes grew huge as I sucked in a breath and let out a huge and very girly (much to my annoyance) scream.
Hehehehehehe...
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