Back Again! Once again, I do not own Twilight or any of it's characters! So Here's Chapter 6 and I really hope you like it!

Recap:I felt a scrream escape my lungs, not entirely sure if it was my scream, for I was too dazed to think, as I realized that the venom was now taking it's affect on my mind.

I gasped for air, and got what I was asking for, but it didn't seem right, like I was the one gasping, and someone else was receiving the fruits of my hard efforts. I was once again pushed under water, to another feeling.

I felt seperated from my body. I was there, and I could feel, and see everything happening to me, and, yet, it seemed as if I was looking from the point of a bystander. I could hear the screams and feel the pain that I knew all too well was very real, yet it felt third person. My mind was slipping, and I knew it.

I had one last thought, before my mind fell deep into a delusional and almost subconscious state of mind, almost like I was unconscious. Everything around me became muffled and unclear. I could hear murmering behind me but I couldn't seem to make any sense of it because I found I couldn't concentrate on anything because I was so deep under the 'water'.

I felt like I was insane. My mind hurt my head, just some of things it was thinking up. They were all paradoxes, that my mind would follow unendlessly. I even knew that there was no actual answer for it; that it was impossible, which made this even harder because my mind refused to stop.

This must have been my mind's way of fighting against the venom.

I was constantly in pain, the fire still burning in my veigns, but it had escalated to a new level. With my mind's inability to concentrate, understand, or even really think, the fire seemed stronger, no longer lightly dulled by my mind effect.

In a way, it was mind over matter, but none of that mattered any more as my pain once again grew, and I heard an unwordly scream, muffled, somewhere in the distance, above the water, that I could only assume was my own.

This feeling reminded me of a time when I was sick and had aa insane fever. I put Jacob to shame. I was running a dangerous 110° and sleeping was literally a nightmare. I never actually fell asleep, leaving me incredibly tired all of the time, but I actually didn't want to sleep after a while, knowing that I would be pulled an unatural state. I was always half awake, my subconscious always completely aware. I would suffer horrible nightmares, and because of my half awake mind, they seemed far too real.

At times my eyes were open as I 'slept' making the nightmares even stranger, confusing my mind. I would roll and thrash constantly on my bed, trying to either wake myself, or save myself from the horrible dream. If I did wake, I was covered in sweat, and my mind was convinced that what I had just dreamed was real, even though I knew it wasn't and I would struggle to regain control, and fight the fatigue fighting to pull me back down.

I was suddenly pulled into my own little dillusion.

I was sitting in a field, not doing anything, just sitting there, when, suddenly, I felt someone tap on my shoulder. I turned around to see Edward looking down at me. I smiled hugely as I stared up at my own personal angel with love in my eyes. Edward's eyes were cold. They reminded me of the time he left me, and I shuddered at the thought, but I simply reminded myself that he would never leave me again. He'd promised.

As I stared up at him, Edward suddenly snarled and turned away, as if disgusted. I immediately stood up. This was strange of him.

I reached out my hand to him, hoping it would confort him. "Edward, what's wrong?" I asked, worry was clear in my voice as it cracked on the last word.

Just as my hand touched his arm, he pulled it away and quickly turned to face me, hatred clear on his face. "Don't touch me." He stated. The way he said it had me drawing back with fear. It was menacing and of course, in my fear, I'd managed to stumble backwards, and proceeded to fall on my butt in pain.

Tears were pulling at my eyes as Edward continued to stare at me.

"Klutz. Who do you think you are? Get away from me before I tear you to shreds." As he said this, my traitorous tears began to fall down my face. "Great, now the weak human is crying. You disgust me. Now leave me alone."

What he said felt like he was stabbing me repeatedly in the heart, over and over, intent on making me suffer in pain and agony.

I absentmindedly clutched at my chest in an attempt to keep my heart from breaking into a million pieces as I curled into the fetal position, trying to convince myself that this wasn't really happening. It was all just some messed up dream. But it felt far too real. Far too real to just be a dream.

I could here myself calling Edward's name as he walked away from me, leaving me to wallow in my pain. Begging him to come back, not to leave me, but he just kept walking, ignoring my calls. It felt like he would never stop. Every step he took, dug deeper into my heart, ripping it to pieces, and yet he never seemed to get farther, he just kept going.

The venom was using my worst nightmare against me. It was using what I feared the most of anything in the world to hurt me and cause me pain, and it sure was working.

But suddenly I was somewhat relieved. I could feel my body resurfacing from the water surrounding me. I could feel my senses returning, like I was reinhabitting my body, but as I was pushed from the water, I was once again thrown into the fire, leaving it to eat away at me until I was raw. My senses reawoke, and I could here myself scream as I once again was forced through the agonizing pain, as if it was concentrated and magnified a million times over from the beginning.

I could hear voices next to me, whispering ever so lightly, yet the noise burned my ears, defeaning, and I could hear someone next to me sobbing, begging to end the pain. It was Edward. This knowledge stung me. Had he been there the whole time? Watching me suffer? He truly was a masochist. But it still felt good to know that he was still there, with me.

"Edward, I need you to stay strong. She only has one day left, then the pain will end. She will be fine. You need to stop torturing yourself." Carlisle's soothing voice came in, but still it burned into my mind.

But wait. What did he say? I only had one day left. I was almost done.

A/n: Ok, so I wrote another chapter! I really hope you liked it, but I'll never know unless you review, SO PLEASE R&R!! IM BEGGING YOU!! Well, I hope this chapter was good, but, I personally think it wasn't as good as some of my others, but I needed to get it out of the way, which also explains why it took me so long to update. Sorry. This was a hard chapter to write, and I had a bad case of writer's block, but don't worry, just one more chapter and the story will really pick up, I promise. So keep reading and, most of all REVIEWING! Sorry for any typo's and I'll try to update soon!