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Chapter 8
EPOV
I saw Jacob getting angry, and I knew that he was about to transform. I shot past the line, forgetting the treaty in my desperation to get Bella away from the angry werewolf. I grabbed her waist, oblivious to everything else. Then, my family followed me, and a full fledged war broke out. We were surrounded by massive, vicious wolves, scraps of their clothing lying on the ground.
I didn't care about anything but getting Bella away from the chaos. Then, once she was safe, I would return to help my family. I held her to my chest, not wanting her to be away from my body.
But then, a large russet wolf came out of nowhere and collided with me, crushing Bella between us. I roared out in protest, but it was too late. Bella was unconscious and limp, as if every bone in her body had been crushed.
STOP! It was a command from both Sam and Jacob. Noticing what was happening, my family ceased fighting as well. I guess Bella meant something to everyone, but she meant everything to me. set her on the ground, lowering my head slightly to hear a light heartbeat.
The heartbeat was the one thing that kept both of us alive, and I had let it be put in jeopardy! I mumbled some incoherent things, while willing for Bella to come out alright. There was no way I could let her…
But she was going to be just fine! I told myself. There was no way for anything this beautiful, perfect, and flawless to leave this earth so young. I begged any higher power there was, if there was a higher power, to take me instead. I would give every breath for her to live.
However, this was not how it worked.
"Edward, I can hear her heartbeat." Carlisle said quietly. "She can be saved." But there is only one way. I'm sure you know what it is.
Well then do it! Jacob and the rest of the pack's thoughts screamed at me. They had no idea what we were referring to.
I spun and growled. "There is no way…I can't…I won't kill her!" I snapped. "She'd hate me for the rest of eternity!"
Who's talking about killing her? The wolves wanted to know. I thought you could save her!
"I won't change her, Carlisle." I snarled. "I won't. I'm not going to end her life for her!"
"You know this is what she wanted all along, Edward!" Alice begged, her face twisted in agony of seeing her best friend dying on the ground. "Please, change her!"
"Edward, if you don't, I will." Carlisle told me. "I'm sorry, but if you want her to live, then this is the only way."
And in that instant, I knew he was right. I knew that Bella had, like the unusual creature she was, want to be turned into one of us. I shuddered at the thought of sinking my teeth into her, and repressing the need to drink, but I could do it. For her, I could do anything. I remembered the pain of my transformation, and regretted what I was about to do.
Change her? Jacob realized what these words meant. You mean…into one of you! There was a wave of disbelief among the pack.
We will not allow it. Sam decided. And the wolves sprang into action, knocking me away from the body, and guarding her from any venomous teeth.
"What would you like to happen?" I demanded. "Would you rather Bella die? Because if you don't let me get to her, that's what's going to happen. She barely has half an hour left!"
The treaty… One of the pack began.
"The treaty is already trash, what with the battle that caused…" I gestured to Bella, still in what appeared to be deep slumber. My stomach contracted, and I felt a cold ice in my heart.
"Please let us by." Emmett asked. "We will take you by force, but that could kill Bella if it turned into a fight."
We would rather one human be lost than many due to a newborn vampire. Sam stated. That was my breaking point; they were going to let my angel die. I almost collapsed in grief, but what doesn't kill you makes you stronger.
So I charged, faster than the speed of light, and tore through the werewolves guarding Bella. I grabbed her and ran into the woods. I could hear the pack pursuing me, but I knew my family would take care of that. I kept running, farther and faster, wanting to escape reality.
When I stopped, maybe fifteen minutes later, I was at, ironically enough, our meadow. I laid Bella down on the mossy, green ground, and remembered Bella saying, so long ago, that she missed brown and hated green.
I looked at her unconscious, human form, and stroked her skin. So delicate, so fragile. She was going to be so much different. I would never get to smell her blood again—I leaned down and put my nose in her hair, inhaling deeply—never get to watch her sleep. But we would have eternity to be together, supposing that she would forgive me.
With thoughts of our future, I pressed my lips against her neck, where I could feel blood pulsing, and bit.
The warm, wonderful taste of her filled my mouth, and I couldn't help but swallow. Tasting her untainted blood was better than I could have ever imagined. I swallowed again, and pulled more blood into my mouth, not thinking about anything but her sweet blood.
Then, I opened my eyes, saw the innocent, beautiful girl who I was slowly killing, and found the strength to pull away.
And then, her eyes opened, brown for the last time in her existence, and she screamed.
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~Tia Cullen
