Hi, everyone. This is Keely, Mellie's other BFF. As the previous author's note stated, Mellie had her baby. Both of them are still doing great and came home this afternoon. Anyway, Mel has recruited me to type up her chapters for her while she is thoroughly exhausted and spending time with the baby. She already had some chapters typed up, so right now I'm typing and she's feeding Blakely, and we're talking through the chapter. We hope you like it!
Mellie and Jensen would like to thank all of you for your support and kind wishes. Thank you!
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(II Corinthians 1:9) 9 "Yes, we ourselves have had the sentence of death within ourselves, that we should not trust in ourselves, but in God who raises the dead" –II Corinthians 1:9 9
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Bella Cullen
I had been going to get groceries. After a long day stuck inside, I was actually looking forward to a little bit of time out of the house, even if that meant I had to go to the grocery store. I hummed along to the radio, which was playing softly, but I was really just listening to the rain pattering down, heavy and peaceful at the same time. And suddenly, I wasn't. It was like my mind and body were no longer connected. I felt a heavy impact and clenched my teeth together just as I felt intense pressure overtake my body. And then it was just…nothing.
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I was aware of bright light, loud noises, and most of all, pain. It was radiating from every bone in my body, and getting stronger by the minute. I knew what was happening, though, through the pain and the confusion. I knew that I was dying.
The last words I had spoken to my children were, "Be good for your dad." And the last words I had spoken to my husband were "I'm going to the store, watch the kids." That was it. Simple, to the point, and completely insignificant. But know I was going to die, I knew I was, and all I could think of other than the pain was the fact that my final goodbyes amounted to nothing. I thought back to my life, knowing that I had not been the woman that I could have been. I had made countless mistakes, and they seemed worse than ever, now on my death bed. I felt myself slipping, knowing that my life was going to be over soon. I wasn't afraid, I wasn't. I was unsure. I stared rambling under my breath, offering prayers up to a God who would be better off without me in the world.
"O Lord God of goodness, and Father of mercies, I draw nigh to Thee with a contrite and humble heart; to thee I recommend the last hour of my life, and that judgment which awaits me afterwards. Merciful Jesus, have mercy on me. When my feet, benumbed with death, shall admonish me that my course in this life is drawing to an end. Merciful Jesus, have mercy on me. When my hands, cold and trembling, shall no longer be able to clasp the crucifix, and shall let it fall against my will on my bed of suffering, merciful Jesus, have mercy on me."
Through all of this, I started to hear distant voices. "Female in her early thirties…four car collision…one causality on the scene…she's still breathing…collapsed lung…concussion…heart rate is dropping and…fuck, she's seizing…crashing…get me a crash cart!"
I fought for every breath, grasping onto life with all that I had left. I couldn't die. I had a husband and children and a life that I loved. I had done wrong, and I needed the chance to make things right again. I couldn't die yet.
The voices were back, just as urgent and distant as they had been before. "Can't get a hold of her husband…mother of six…organ donor…she's Catholic, this was found in her car, saying to call a priest for her last rites in the case of death…a medically induced coma would do nothing…she needs to be intubated, her left lung…" I continued to fight, knowing that I couldn't let my life end like this. I couldn't leave Edward and Sarah and Rachel and Abigail and Noah and Delilah and Evangeline. I knew it would have to happen sometime but please…not like this.
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Edward Cullen
When Alice pulled the car up to the hospital, I was gone. I got to the nurse's station in the ER, grabbing desperately onto the arm of my favorite nurse, an older women who I had befriended over the years I had worked here.
"Honey, what are you still doing here?" Kate asked in confusion, looking me up and down. I was still wearing my scrubs from earlier this evening, and I knew that I looked totally disheveled.
"Kate, my wife…she was in an accident…" I blurted out, and Kate's mouth instantly dropped open. "What happened? What do you know?"
She shook her head, putting her arm on my arm. "I know that there was one causality on the scene, honey, but I'm sure it wasn't her. Come on, just calm down and we'll go see where she is." She said soothingly, trying to calm me down the best she could. She hurried over to the computer, biting her lip as she typed. The results popped up on the screen, and I visibly saw her relax. "She's in trauma right now." Kate said, looking up at. "You'll have to wait outside the room."
I shook my head, resting my elbows on the counter of the nurses' station and resting my head in my hands. She had to be okay.
"Edward!" I straightened up and turned my head to see Alice rushing towards me, frantic. "Is she okay?" She asked, and all I could do was shrug my shoulders, because I honestly did not know.
"She's in trauma." I managed to croak out, tears gathering in my eyes. "She's been in there for the past hour, almost two hours! That means it's bad. That means she's probably already died once, and they're doing everything possible to keep her from falling of the edge again."
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