A/N- Gah, sorry it took so long to get this chapter up! I've been so busy with all of the end of the year projects, but now that summer is here, I will be able to update faster! So this chapter is a teeny bit violent...but don't go thinking that I am a violent person...because I am most certainly not!

I opened my mouth in a gasp of protest, as I tried to push myself away from him. But my muscles were so weak that I couldn't even pick up my arm.

"Stop!" I cried breathlessly as his teeth sank deeper into my neck.

A sickening feeling stopped me from talking. It felt as if he were letting go a stream of liquid, from his mouth into my neck. Almost immediately the pain was unbearable.

If felt as if someone had lit a fire, that was burning me from the inside. My eyes were blinded from the pain and I quickly regained my voice. A high-pitched scream that I didn't even know was possible to create escaped my gaping mouth.

I felt Dr. Cullen loosen his death grip on my neck, and his jaw opened. Blood streamed down my neck as he pulled his teeth out. I felt my stomach lurch and I flopped over, vomiting on my hospital bed.

To my extreme dismay, the pain was only getting worse, and nothing I could do was stopping it. I clenched my fists, grinded my teeth, and bit down on my tongue until warm blood poured steadily down my throat. But the pain continued. The beating of my heart seemed to vibrate through my body, but each time it pumped through my veins, a new more horrible burst of pain would come.

I smashed my fists down onto the soft mattress and screamed. Hot tears were escaping my eyes and I felt terribly helpless. Nothing I could do was stopping the inferno of pain that was scorching through my veins. My insides were burning up inside of me as I writhed helplessly on my bed. On accident, I shoved myself off and onto the cold tile floor. The pain I felt when my head smashed sickeningly on the floor vanished quickly compared to everything else I was feeling.

I wanted death more than ever. Anything to end this pain! I tried to call for help, but instead the words just came out in shattering screams. My heart felt like it was going to burst inside of my tiny frame. I clamped my hands over my chest, sunk my nails in, and wailed. Was this torture ever going to end?

I lost track of time. Every second seemed to last an hour as I coiled and twisted on the floor. My screams turned into rasping shrieks as my throat turned raw. But the pain did not subside. Each time I felt my heart beat, a fire singed through my veins.

Soon to either my relief, or horror- I'm not sure which, Dr. Cullen appeared next to me.

"Kill me!" I rasped out violently, trying to grasp at him.

He shook his head despondently. "I can't." But he did put his hand in mine- a very brave gesture in my opinion.

I clamped down on his marble hand, holding it dangerously hard in my fist. But he didn't seem to notice. I didn't see one wince of pain come out of him as I sunk my nails into his cold flesh.

I writhed on the floor like that for a while, holding his hand in a death grip and screaming until I tasted blood in my mouth. The pain had not subsided and my veins burned in a blaze of torture. So badly I wanted to die. This pain was nothing compared to my accident or the time spent in the hospital. I couldn't think clearly, and my eyes burned with white blindness.

At one point, I felt Dr. Cullen's free hand slip under my back. His touch just added to the pain, and my screams became louder.

He said nothing as he yanked his hand from mine, and swept me up into his arms in one fluent motion. Out the door we went, and Dr. Cullen clamped his smooth hand over my mouth. In a flash, he was running down the empty hall. In less than a second, he was out of the hospital door and into the dusty dirt parking lot. He glided forward and gently placed me in the back seat of a black Model T.

I would have been completely amazed at what had just happened if I hadn't been in such pain. Every inch of my body felt like it was being ripped to shreds and burned. I hardly took notice when Dr. Cullen said, "It'll be ok. You are coming home with me."