E POV

I grabbed her around the middle as she fought to get out the door. I spun her around to face me, "Bella? Bella! Listen to me!" I tried to reason. She looked up at me, "Hold your breath. It will make it easier." I murmured in her ear as I cuddled her close. I felt her chest stop rising with breath. She buried her head in my chest to mask her nose away from the scent of human blood. "Good. Well done." I kept murmuring different things to her as I held her head. I felt her pull at my shirt. I looked down to see her actually biting it not pulling it. I let her carry on tearing at it with her teeth. I heard Carlisle quickly rush out to fetch Esme. She came into the room and stood by the door in case Bella tried to make an escape. Carlisle did not return so I knew he must have been talking to Charlie. I kept Bella close and we stayed in an embrace. It felt so odd because she was as hard as stone and her skin didn't have the heat in it that it once had. I had fought so hard against changing her but then because of me she got changed. "I'm so sorry Bella. If I had just ignored Oliver's taunts and mind twists, you'd still be Bella." The last part of my apology came out completely wrong. Unfortunately Bella had already heard it.

"What do you mean? I still am Bella." She looked at me confused. "Do you think I've changed because I've lost my humanity? Do my eyes mean I'm a monster to you?" She asked in disbelief as she looked at her reflection in the glass of an outside window.

"I didn't mean to say it like that Bella," I said in contrite, but her temper had been severely damaged. It was such a heartless thing for me to say. I can't believe the words had come out of my mouth at all. I saw Bella's eyes flash ferociously. Her bottom lip quivered like she was going to cry but of course she had no tears. Next thing I knew she fled but unexpectedly she crashed through the closed window instead of bolting for the door again. I immediately ran after her.

B POV

The pain was so unendurable. I could barely contain myself from thrashing around in pain. Well at first I could contain myself but that was because I was literally paralysed. I heard Carlisle tell Edward I was alive but my back was broken. I had figured that out because I couldn't feel my legs. I tried to move but nothing would work. I couldn't feel Edward's touch. The only sensation I had was the burning that was spreading from my side the everywhere vein it could reach. I passed out before I heard anything else.

Next thing I remember was the feeling of being on fire. But I heard Edward next to me. Talking. Always talking to me. Just ramblings mostly. But keeping me company, showing me he was there. I knew then I couldn't scream like I wanted to. It would break his still heart. I remained perfectly still.

Then I was being moved. Next thing I knew I was in a hospital. Still burning. I was very confused when Carlisle tried to take me into surgery and put a scalpel in my skin. Of course, I broke the scalpel. Carlisle seemed surprised. That was when I realised that no one had even known I was in such pain until now. It was then that I was truly thankful for staying quiet. Again I was being moved. But I was feeling better. The fire was starting to settle into embers within my body. It was almost a relief even though it was still uncomfortable.

I heard Edward and Carlisle talking very fast. But I understood everything that was said. I felt Edward come over to the bed. He touched my cheek. At the same moment the fire completely faded out from my body, remaining only in my throat. I shivered at this new sense of peace. I felt so different. My eyes flew open and my new more accurate eyes met beautiful topaz ones. They looked even more beautiful in this new perspective. But my brand new instincts took over and I hissed at the contact and shied away from it. I regretted my reflexes at once when I turned around and saw the hurt in Edward's eyes. I felt something feeble tickling my chest and I quickly flicked off some wires. I looked down at my new body. Muscles rippled in my arms. I felt powerful.

I looked at my lover. "Edward?" my voice sounded so different. I was reluctant to use this angelic ring again but I would have to get used to it. "What happened?" I was confused as to why my brain was acting so oddly as if it was working without my permission now, with the hissing and the glaring that I would never do to Edward.

My throat burned menacingly and I felt venom drip from my teeth as I smelt the blood and sick people. Easy prey. I felt my physical being strain against my mental one. I wanted to feast. To ease the burning, "It burns Edward. My throat burns. I'm so thirsty." I told him, hoping he could help me. I knew he would understand. But he wouldn't allow me to be a monster. I just had to give him permission. I licked my lips as another intake of breath filled my nostrils full of sweet smells. The venom filled my mouth ready to inject a victim. The back of my brain was screaming no but my instinct and body said yes. I looked Edward in the eye, he stared straight back. I knew he wouldn't do it unless I told him to. "Stop me." I whispered. Then I let my instincts take over.

I felt Edward grab me around the waist. It must have been the first time in history that he's ever had to emit force on me. He used to have to be careful with me, barely touch me like a feather. Now I could feel the force his muscles inflicted as he tried with all his might to hold back a new born vampire from a building full of humans. For once, he struggled. I thought he wasn't going to be able to do it. I was hoping in my head that he would manage to hold me back. While my instinct and body fought against his restraint. I had to force myself not to turn around and bite him.

I felt him spin me around. But I couldn't focus. I could still smell it! "Bella? Bella! Listen to me!" he shook me slightly to get my attention to focus on him not the door. I was shaking slightly. Quivering with mental adrenaline. Of course it was no longer in my body but my mind was prepared to act for me. Strategies were forming escape routes. But his voice kept filling my head and I finally looked up at him. "Hold your breath. It will make it easier." I stopped breathing and the scent slowly faded but the burning thirst remained. I didn't know how long I could hold on for. I was brand new and obviously much stronger than he was for now. The fire in my throat became increasingly fierce as Edward held me. It took his shirt between my teeth to stop myself from attacking him. Before I knew what was happening I started shredding it. He didn't stop me. I knew he understood. He kept apologising to me. He didn't need to but I didn't dare open my mouth in case it developed a mind of its own. Then he said something that put a stabbed feeling in my dead heart, "you'd still be Bella."

I knew it. He thought I'd changed mentally as well as physically. I loved him more than any human, creature or even monster, if that's what he thought I was, could ever love anybody. I still loved Charlie which was why I was chewing his shirt not Charlie's neck. I couldn't understand how he could think that.

"What do you mean? I still am Bella." I looked at him. I was so confused. How could he say such a hurtful thing? I had been fighting so hard to overcome the new born vampire in me. I was having wars within my own mind and body just to protect everyone around me. Couldn't he see that in my eyes or did he really just see the monster he expected? "Do you think I've changed just because I've lost my humanity? Do my eyes mean I'm a monster to you?" I added the last bit after seeing my new reflection in the window. My red eyes gleamed with anger. I was angry. With Edward. He started to apologise again but I'd already heard enough. I thought I was going to cry. Then I remembered I couldn't. I felt a dry sob rise in my burning throat, I ran towards the only exit I could see before Edward or Esme could see me weep dry tears.

I heard the crash of glass as I made my escape. It brought back a violent flashback that I thought I had never witnessed. I saw Oliver hurtle towards me in slow motion. If it wasn't so terrifying, it would have been cheesy. I saw his bare hands break through the glass and connect with my side, unscathed by the falling shards. I looked down and saw my own ribs give way under his enormous pressure. My body bent crudely in a way that no body ever should. My spine was on the brink of snapping in half. I saw myself leave the seat of the car and heard the shatter of glass as I went through the opposite window to the one Oliver had just come through. Pushed on by Oliver who was clamping down on my side with his razor sharp teeth. Then I saw the dust rise up around us as we connected with the ground. Oliver looked at my face before licking it from chin to forehead. I never felt any of this. Only watched it and hearing nothing but the breaking glass.

I came back to the present day with a gasp. I was still running. I looked behind me and saw Edward in pursuit. I sprinted with ease to enlarge the gap between us. Not once feeling tired. It was an overwhelming sensation. But it was rudely interrupted by the thirsty burn. I went into hunter mode and finally breathed in to smell any prey which would ease the burning. Cars flashed by, I was in the enormous car park of the hospital. Oh this was going to be too easy.