BPOV
The burn that was running throughout my veins was more than I could handle. I knew that I would be hurting Edward every second that I screamed, but I couldn't help it. I thought I heard him whisper softly to me, "I'm here to comfort you love." But I could never be certain.
The pain started with the places that he had bite, but now the pain was taking its sweet-old time to get to my heart. My hands felt like they were on fire, but I had something cold against them. I couldn't tell what it was other than the temperature. The fire started moving from my elbows and my knees slowly upwards. I could tell that this process was going to be long, and I wanted someone to talk to. "Edward" I whispered quietly trying not to feel the sudden burning in my throat.
"Yes love?" I heard him practically scream. Why would he be screaming if I was the one in pain?
"How many days has it been, and why are you screaming?" My voice to my own ears didn't sound like my own, it sounded more like a melody – just like Alice's voice. Would my voice already have changed in the process of being changed?
He was silent for a minute, which was aggravating me to no end, so I was about to speak up when he placed a finger on my lips. "Wait a minute; I have to think how long it's been…" Satisfied that I was going to get an answer, I breathed in the sweet scent of his finger. He smelled like an almost-honey-lilac-and-sun-flavored scent that was the sweetest thing that I could ever smell. Finally after what was thirty seconds, he answered my question which I had not forgotten. "I believe it has only been a day in a half, but hear how your heart is beating rapidly?" He paused so then I could listen. "That means you are almost done with the transformation." Just as he ended the sentence, the burning went out of my veins, but the pain rapidly ran towards my heart.
I screamed bloody murder as the pain and warmth increased. I felt Edward's hand squeeze mine tightly, letting me know that he was indeed there to comfort me. I heard every pair of footsteps coming into the room. "She was just talking a second ago." Edward's voice sounded saddened that I couldn't talk to him. "But I guess the pain and heat became too much in her heart in order to talk." I squeezed his fingers tightly as another shot of pain was inside of me. "How soon Alice?" He asked quietly.
I awaited her answer, wanting to know when this horrible pain was going to stop. "Thank you Alice." What the heck did she say?
Although I was trying not to scream, I ended up screaming anyways, "WHEN IS THIS GOING TO STOP ALICE! MORE THAN EDWARD WOULD LIKE TO KNOW!" I was trying my best not to get angry that they were having a mental conversation, but I wanted to know when this pain was going to end. It was my right to know when this excruciating pain was going to stop.
Alice started to debate whether or not to tell me, but something made her decision for her. "Look, it's only going to be a half hour, but-" the only thing that made it hard for me to hear is because the pain got worse in my heart, "the pain is going to get worse." I groaned as yet another searing stab made its way into my heart. "It's going to be okay Izzy; it's going to be okay." She sounded like she was crying without tears, but I didn't have the strength to focus on more than two things. And I was focused on: Edward's hand squeezing mine tightly, and the beating of my heart.
Edward must have said something, but I couldn't hear him for all I was concentrating on was the pain ending. He squeezed my hand and brought it up towards his face. He breathed on it before kissing it lightly and placing it back down on the bed. I tried not to concentrate on the beating of my heart, so instead I strained my hearing towards Edward's breathes.
Only a hundred breathes later, and it felt like I couldn't breathe. My heart was trying to escape from my chest, and I was crying without tears streaming out of my eyes, which was strange for me to experience, but that is beside the point. The remaining blood that was in my body was rushing towards my heart to keep it beating, but everyone inside or outside the house with enhanced hearing knew that would do no good. I bit my lip in order to muffle the scream that escaped my lips every other beat of my heart.
After 1,000 breathes, my heart turned silent. There was no breathing, not even my own could be found. I was able to hear everything, and felt everything touch my skin softly. "Love," the muted velvet voice floated to my ears, "can you open your eyes for me?"
