Alright guys, of course, I don't own Twilight or any of it's caracters, so here's chapter 7, I hope you like it, and please R&R to tell me what you think!

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

Every single noise I heard was amplified to the point that it caused me even more pain. I could hear everything. Literally everything. Something that normally would have been so subtle that I probably wouldn't even have noticed it, suddenly sounded like it was being yelled in my face, burning into my mind.

I could hear everyone around me breathing, in and out, and it sounded like I was in the middle of a tornado. I could hear the ticking of the clock on the wall, as every second passed by, reminding me of just how long I had really been there, booming through my head, but most of all, I could just barely make out the beat of my heart within me.

It was faint, which surprised me, compared to the noise of everything else. It was also weak, and irregular. It was failing, and it knew it.

On the occasion, my pain would, once again, become too much, and I would let out a scream, that would pierce my ears even more than usual.

As I lay there, with pain seeping through my system, overtaking me, I began to notice the smell of the air. It was stale, and it seemed dirty, but that was quickly overpowered by the smell of blood.

I could smell the blood that had dried on my neck. The salty, rusty, and yet somewhat sweet scent clung to my nose. I took a deep breath, burning my raw lungs, and could slightly detect a scent that I loved. I clung to the memory, as the sweet, addicting scent enterred my nose again. It was Edward, laying next to me, and I could smell him. It was amazing. But that thought was quickly shot from my mind with yet another round of pain.

I was now officially hating the chains. They weighed down on my arms, and they left my skin uncomfortable. A numbed, sore spot was developping beneath them and I quickly grew very irritated, but the feeling didnt go away. In fact, the table was irritating too. I could feel the slightest bumps on the surface, bringing pain to my body. My clothes even left me uncomfortable. They were scratchy, their fibers far too defined, leaving me to squirm in an attempt at fixing it, but instead making it worse.

My senses were raging, driving me farther to a point of insanity. I opened my eyes, more like forced my eyes open, and immeadiately shut them closed agian. Ever colour, ever shape, every single detail was burned into my retinas, everything so intense it actually hurt. The light stung my eyes, and the inteneity was unbearable, but what also caused me pain, was what I saw, and having it burned into my eyes didn't help. I saw Edward, witht he most pained expression on his face. His usually composed and flawless face, was scrunched into a look of agony, like he was being tortured (HA! I spelled it right this time!).

I let out a cry, not as powerful as the screams, but filled with emotion and pain.

This was driving me nuts! My senses were working on overdrive, exaggerating every single detail to the point that it pained my simple mind. I did my best to block out everything. Every noise, every image, every smell, every feeling, but they only grew stronger, and once I'd have sworn they were as strong as possible, they grew stronger still.

After a while, I just gave up completely. My body had given up, my mind had given up, and now, it was my turn. Deep down, I knew that if i continued to fight, I would make this harder. Make it go on longer, a pointless struggle, that I knew I could not win. I let my awareness leave me, and was finally in themost peace had been in in days.

The pain was still unbearable, searing throught me, but I felt better, reassuring myself, that it would end, eventually. I told myself this was what I wanted, and it was. In the end, an eternity with Edward would be worth everything I'd already endured and much, much more.

I just layed there, the deadest I'd ever been, in some subconscious state, but it was different from last time. I was completely aware of my surroundings and myself as I lay there. If anythng, I was more aware of my surrounding than ever.

I let my mind wander to happy memories, memories that would bring me yet another moment of solace in this eternal hell, but sometimes they weren't enough, and another round of pain would pull over me, forcing me to scream, burning my ears, and my mind.

I became useless, alost inanimate, but one sound was what brought me back to reality. One simple noise, caused me even more pain, and brought back my awareness.

I heard a scream. This scream was unlike all others, it was filled with an immeasurable amount of pain, worry, and confusion., but most of all, I noticed that it was not my scream. It came from one person, who I did not expect it to come from.

Alice.

With my hearing, I could hear her mumbling to hersefl. "Oh my god! Oh my god! This can't be happening. This just can't be happening!" As she ran up the stairs and, without warning, burst through the doors to Edward's room.

I forced my eyes open, wanting to see what could possibly be happening, wincing as the lights shot at my eyes, but forcing them to stay open. I needed to know what was going on.

Alice was breathing deep, unnecessary breaths, a look of worry beyond imagination plastered on her face, and Edward, who clearly hadn't been paying enough attention to notice Alice's thoughts, scream, or race up the stairs, was surprised when Alice flittes into his room.

"Alice! What's wrong? This had better be important. What is it?" Edward was curious, but pained at drawing his attention away from me.

The next thing I heard shocked me, and sent me into another wave of pain. I couldn't stand it anymore. I was writhing in pain at the word. One simple word was all I needed to drive me into this insanity. One word brought so much fear, so much confusion, and so much agony all at once.

"Volturi"

A/n: OOOO Cliffey! Ya i know, some people dont really like cliffey's that much, but I just couldn't help myself! So that was chapter 7, and Im sorry if its been a while since i updated. I really do do my best, but sometimes its hard, especially since ive had a fair bit of homework lately, not to mention being unsure of what to write (im a bit of a spontaneous writer. I write when im inspired, usually by other people's stories). Well please R&R and ill do my absolute best to upadate A.S.A.P.