Not Stephanie Meyer Am I! Disclaimed You Have Been.
The action is so coming up. I was going to do this chapter and the next together to give you one mind blowing chapter and then I decided to give you two pretty good chapters. Great even. Thank you so much for reviewing. Only 3 on the last chapter. I want more. I'm greedy and selfish. These 3 people made my week still, so round of virtual applause for mowz(your awesome), cherifitzs(dido) and last but not least (or shortest), hopelesslydevotedtoedward123 (thats a mouthful) -Tish
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My back was cold and my wrist were held in place. I let out a fitful groan.
"Bella"
My eyes shot open as the velvety voice surrounded me. "Edward." He was behind me, enveloping me in his arms. Tears escaped my eyes and slid down my face past my chin. "Edward," I sobbed out loud. "You have no idea how much I've needed you." My hands were being held firmly at my sides while I struggled to grab hold of him.
"Bella, you have to hold on okay. Just a bit longer." His voice was distant and shaky. "Just hold on…"
"CLEAR."
A shock rocketed through my body. It wasn't the same pleasant feeling Edward always left me with. I searched the darkness for him anyway. I tried to call his name but my voice caught in my throat.
"Bella, hold on. You have to hold on." What was Jace doing here? Hold on to what. "I need you here."
"Charge to 250. CLEAR"
Another jolt to my system and then a steady beeping filled my ears. I gasped for air I hadn't realized I was missing. I tried to open my eyes but they remained shut. I still couldn't move my hands but it wasn't for a lack of trying. They were being pinned down by some sort of straps and I was lying on a stone cold metal examination table.
I held onto my last shred of dignity by not crying at the loss of the beautiful figment of my imagination. I would give anything to be back in Edward's arms. Even if it wasn't real.
I felt some ice cold lips on my forehead and my hair being brushed away from my sweaty face.
"What the hell happened?" screamed an enraged Jace. I cringed at the sound, trying to hide myself in the table with little success. "You killed her. How could you let that happen? You're a doctor for fck sake."
"I have a doctorate in psychological anthropology, that is not the same thing. From what I can tell, her body is having trouble sustaining itself." The "Dr." was obviously cooling down too, after Jace's outburst. "After she went into shock we had no way of feeding her. We didn't bother with bringing that type of long term equipment."
Footstep could be heard pacing back and forth on the concrete floor.
"Besides," I recognized the voice of the lab vamp now, "It's your job to kill her, not mine." He finished off with a laugh.
It was quiet for a few minutes. I didn't hear anything. No banter, no footsteps. I opened my eyes and saw Jace standing alone with his back to me. He turned around and bore into me, his eyes filled with hate. When he noticed mine were open he rushed to my side. I cringed away from his black eyes.
"Bella! Are you okay?" he placed a hand on either side of my head and forced me to meet his stare. The hate had drained from his eyes but they were still black. I wondered when the last time he fed was. I nodded. I was okay. I think.
Then he did something I wasn't expecting. He lowered his face to mine and when I realized what was coming I tried to hide in the table again. It gave as much this time as it had before. The cold steel was touching my back where my shirt had lifted. My ankles and hands were cuffed by leather straps attached to the table. I had nowhere to go to.
In an instant his lips were on mine. He had closed his eyes while mine had almost popped out of my head in surprise. I pulled harder against the cuffs. When nothing else worked I opened my mouth. He let out a groan of pleasure while I bit down hard on his lower lip.
"Ow." He exclaimed pulling his arm across his face.
I laughed in disbelief. "You're telling me, I think I chipped a tooth. DON'T EVER DO THAT AGAIN."
He smiled, though hurt flashed behind his eyes. "Sorry," he shrugged all traces of hurt replaced by those of relief, "I'm just really glad you're alright." I smiled back at him.
"Me too." Aro appeared in the doorway… again. "It would have been most unfortunate for you to not live on after your death."
Fear crossed over Jace's features. He dropped his head to hide his face from Aro's. I could tell he was wondering the same as me. How much had Aro actually witnessed? He didn't leave us hanging long.
"Touching moment you two were having. I hope I didn't interrupt anything."
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Is Aro mad? Jealous? Okay that's big ewww for those of you with dirty minds. Just jealous of thier closeness. Anyway. I will update soon. tell me if I'm going the right direction. Or if it's too slow. Is it too slow? Down. Left. Submit Review. Easy as pushing a button.