Eleven
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I hope that my writing doesn't completely slaughter the scene. . I can picture it perfectly and would be able to direct it without doubt... but my writing may be a little iffy... oh well, on to the chapter--but first: THE DISCLAIMER!
DISCLAIMER! Still no ownie.
Chapter Ten
"Where are we going?" I shouted through the rain. Edward had been running with me on his back for at least three minutes now. In the open. For everyone to see. I didn't bother him with this piece of information again, though. He had already told me that no one would believe their eyes so they'd look again and see nothing.
My teeth chattered and my shoulders were soaked. "I'd offer you my shirt," He had said just a moment before. "But it's soaked through and I think it would be harder to carry you without it." I nodded, trying to find something to laugh about but found I could not.
"We're going to try to reach La Push, but he's on our tail. I'm not quite sure if we'll make it all the way there." Not once did Edward stop or stumble over his words, no matter how much I wished he had. His voice was a monotone and distant and I could only wonder what would happen next.
I've read the line 'She saw her life flash before her very eyes.' many times--and almost always I believed it to be an exaggeration. But as the thought of the vampire catching of us became more real, things I'd never done made their way into my mind.
I realized that if the vampire caught up to us, I would never see Renee and Charlie again. I'd never get to talk with Angela and I'd never become a Cullen. There were so many things in life I hadn't done, so many things I hadn't read, so many places I hadn't been, and now... now I was going to die. Edward and I would end up dying together. Unless...
"Edward," I whispered as we came to a clearing in the forest on the way to La Push. Edward slowed to a jog, and then to a walk, and then... he stopped. What were we doing? Was he giving up? That easily?
No. I threw those thoughts out of my mind. I have to stay focused. I have to get Edward to understand. "Edward?" I whispered again. He gently slipped me off his shoulders and placed both his hands on mine once we face each other. His face was emotionless and his eyes were a dark shade of topaz--he needed to go hunting.
"Edward do you love me?" A knot caught in my throat and a tear rolled down my cheek--luckily though, it was disguised through the rain. Edward's emotionless face changed to one of confusion.
"Of course Bella, my sweet angel. I love you to the day no vampires roam the Earth. I will never hurt you, I promise. I love you, Bella, and I'll do everything to protect you." I tried my hardest to tell him to leave, to save himself, but I couldn't. I couldn't do it.
"Why have we stopped?" I asked loudly, fear rattling my voice. Edward pulled me close and hugged me tight.
"We didn't make it to La Push, I'm sorry Bella." I looked at him, confused. Were we already dead? He had stated it in past tense... that or the vampire in pursuit was among these trees and about to kill us both.
Edward's lips crushed down on mine with passion and fury. I kissed him back, throwing away all of our boundaries.
"How adorable." A foreign voice interrupted, I stopped, but Edward did not. In fear, I pushed away from Edward to see just who the voice belonged to.
No more than twenty feet from us stood a pale man, covered in black from head to toe. All I could see of him were his hands and his chin.
"You must be Isabella." He said, drawing out the 'ella'. "You smell rather enticing, has anyone ever told you that?" He pulled away his hood and I stepped closer to Edward who shoved me behind him.
His face was covered in scars, his nose was hardly there and his mouth tore down at one side. His eyes were far darker than I had ever seen any of the Cullen's, or James', Victoria's, or Laurent's. Edward growled.
"Stay away." He snapped murderously. The vampire feigned fear.
"Oh my!" He shrieked. "Whatever shall I do? This young little boy thinks he shall toy with a man far greater than him?" He spoke as if his words were poetry and I almost fell into a trance. "Well, young Edward, you may think that you are young Miss. Isabella's worst nightmare, but, I am yours. I could make the beat return to your heart if I wanted." Edward tensed.
"Stay away." He repeated in a vicious tone through barred teeth. A growl emitted from his chest as he lowered into a crouch.
"Oh, now now, Edward, you wouldn't dare lunge for me. You must protect Bella, and you can't do that if you're not by her, now can you?" Fear filled me, Edward couldn't take this vampire on his own, we needed at least one other person so Edward could keep his focus.
We were doomed.
"You've seen how much power I possess, I'm making your own little toy weak in the knees right now, just look at her!" His words brought the blood rushing to my face and I wished wholeheartedly that it would just disappear, that I had no blood for this vampire to lust for.
His lips curled away from his teeth and I took another step back, realizing I hadn't put on any shoes when the mud oozed between my toes. When I looked up again, Edward and the other vampire were both in crouching positions.
"Isabella and Edward, I am your worst nightmare. I am Damien Stone. Prepare to die." He lunged forward. Edward would protect me, I knew that--but at what cost? I snapped my eyes closed and rapped my arms around my trying to regain my warmth.
We didn't have the numbers on our side, it was July 11 and we didn't have the--numbers! His power was numbers! This vampire could make us fear certain numbers.
I prepared for Edward to fall back or something as the other vampire crashed into him, but it did not. Instead, a chorus of growls suddenly filled the clearing; I opened my eyes, relieved at what I saw.
We had the numbers.
AN Okay, what'd you think? Tell me in a review! I meant to update this earlier today... like, this morning earlier... but, my sisters have to read Jane Eyre for a school thing (I don't get it--who does homework during the Summer?), but so far they've held no interest in it. So, we rented the mini series and watched it. All of it. And it was five hours. . Don't get me wrong, I mean, it was really really good and all, but five hours watching a TV screen. Ugh. Okay, well, that's the end of my rant, so, to put it to an end--REVIEW!! Critique is loved, too!