Previously on OneofAKind:
Jared huffed, biting into Phillip's neck without warning. Phillip's eyes rolled in the back of his head as his body tried to stop the shock of venom on its own.
Chapter Twelve
The next two days were rough.
Unlike Grandma Bella's transformation, which still haunted Grandpa Edward's mind from time to time so I was privy to the event, Phillip's transformation was painfully excruciating to be around for. While I was allowed to be in the room with him on the first day, the next two days I was confided to the other side of the house.
Kumda did her best to distract me, but my mind was never far away from the three men in the other room. We talked about only safe subjects, never once bringing up the fate of the man I loved or her siblings again.
Instead, we talked about hunting (both versions, though I didn't really feel comfortable when she was explaining the last man she bit) and my life in the human world and a little about my plans for the future with Phillip.
She was curious to know if I wanted children since I could still get pregnant because I was only half-vampire. I had never really given it much thought before now. Though Phillip and I had done it before, we were always careful because...well, I'm not sure why. It just never felt right to have a child with Phillip.
Now, if we did get pregnant, the kid would be three-quarters vampire. I wasn't really sure if I wanted to raise a unique child or not. In all honesty, I couldn't see myself being a mother and there was no way that Phillip would be ready to bring a child into this world. Especially since he was new to the vampire part of it.
Unfortunately, Rondu would return every few hours to give me an update on Phillip's progress with a smirk on his lips. He found it funny that Phillip was in pain because, well, Rondu was an odd one.
It was hard to focus back on Kumda's normal conversations when the reports came in. Not that I needed the play-by-play though; we could all hear the dying of Phillip's heart and the screams as the venom spread.
I didn't see Jared the entire time that Phillip went through the transformation, though I could sometimes feel his eyes on me when I went in the kitchen.
"Quit staring at me." I whispered angrily this morning when I was chopping up tomatoes for my omelet. I knew that Kumda was out hunting and Rondu was busy with Phillip.
It was seventy hours into the transformation and the next two hours were critical.
They were also the longest, most difficult two hours of my entire life.
I paced back and forth, pulling lightly at my hair nervously, and generally was just a frantic mess.
Even though things had gone well so far, there was still a chance that Phillip might not make it through this final stretch of the change. His system was being overloaded with venom in a last attempt to make him fully vampire.
And from the stories that Jared told me of his life as Joham's assistant, the last two hours were what really mattered. One out of every fifteen humans that underwent the change didn't make it to vampire life.
Ten seconds.
I took a deep breath, trying to think positively. Things were going well. He was going to make it.
Nine seconds.
Oh, god, what if he didn't make it?
Eight seconds.
I can't live without him, if he dies. The guilt would probably consume me. Maybe Dad would be so furious that he'd end me for disobeying his orders to never change a human?
Seven seconds.
I should probably have told my family that I loved them. Maybe then they'd be more lenient when they found out what I had done.
Six seconds.
I'm sure Lleyna would stick by me, if no one else.
Five seconds.
Who am I kidding? Lleyna only hurt herself when she messed up. If Phillip died, then that would be all on me. A human dead out of my selfishness to be with him forever.
Four seconds.
I could only hope that Grandpa Edward would be there to see that I meant good. He had wanted the same forever with human Bella. Surely, Phillip's death would be understandable?
Three seconds.
Stop thinking like that, Charlie. Phillip will be fine. He has to be.
Two seconds.
Oh, god. What had I done?
Time's up.
My breath hitched as I stared at the bedroom door where Phillip, Jared, and Rondu were. This was it. Make it or break it. Phillip's heart had completely stopped a few hours ago and though his screams persisted, that didn't mean that he was transitioning into a vampire.
'Please be okay.' I willed.
"Hey, C?" Jared called out hesitantly. "Would you come in here for a second?"
I nodded, even though he couldn't see me through the door, and walked the few steps separating me and the other room.
A tear slipped down my cheek before I could stop it when I laid my eyes on Phillip.
