A/N: I do not own Twilight.
Hey guys,
So on somewhat shocking demands, I have decided to continue the story. I apologize for the wait. I'm extremely busy with AP classes and such, so bear with me here! This is just a filler chapter so I could my watchers know that I will continue the story, so that explains the shortness. Sorry again[
Thanks for your support
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The sharp pain that flowed throughout my body increased. It fled to what felt like every vein, every seam of my body. I tried to scream, my lungs decompressing as if the air was fleeing out; I felt my throat vibrate from the action, but no sound came out. It felt as if I was plunging head-first to the bottom of the sea. I heard low mumbling, but could not match a face to the voice. I knew very well what had just happened; aside from my rushed thoughts, I could recall everything correctly. What I didn't know now, was where I was, and what was happening to me.
I writhed in pain, trying to lift and arm, or at least move my head. But I could not move an inch. Was I paralyzed? Or was I dying?
In clouded thoughts, I began to remember the last time I felt like this, when Edward had saved me from James. But this was worse- far, far worse than before. Maybe because I wasn't hearing Edwards voice like last time. Or maybe, it's because this time, I might not come out of it. If I am dying, I wish this would go faster. Or maybe this is hell, existing in constant pain. I gasped in air, trying to ease the pain. The water weight on my body became heavier, but I could still breathe in what felt like air.
I wished so much that I could at least hear his voice; to at least know he was with me. I wished that I could feel his touch- then the pain would be somewhat bearable.
The pain worsened, and I began to feel sick. I felt the bile creep up my throat, burning my mouth. My stomach churned as I thought of what Edward was going through now.