A/N I do not own Twilight.
Two in one day, that's never going to happen again[
I hope you enjoy, it's a bit longer then the other one but not as long as the first one. I apologize again!!
Thank you for all the reviews, some of them made me laugh out loud. I appreciate all of your support!
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Slowly, I felt the ease off my body. Though my veins still burned with the agonizing acidic liquid, it was somewhat relieving to have the underwater feeling decease.
Cold hands lifted me, bringing me closer to the surface. Suddenly, me whole entire being was freezing. My hair was being blown back; I was flying. It was an enjoyable feeling, aside from the now dulling burning sensation in my veins. I tried to open my eyes to see what was going on, but my eyes felt as if they were glued shut. I attempted to speak, but all I could manage was a painful gurgling sound.
I began to feel my pulse throughout my whole body. The acid intensified at each beat. I could almost hear my veins blistering from it. My brain vibrated, as if a swarm of bees were flying around in my head. I heard my heart beat in my ears, the volume escalating quickly. I've never heard my heart beat so loud, it was unsettling. My pulse increased, becoming even louder than before.
Then I heard nothing. My heart stopped, but the acid still remained-no longer flowing, but sitting there, scorching my body.
The wind stopped, and the water feeling came back then, filling my ears with the uncomfortable sensation of being held underwater. I heard two low muffled voices then, definitely men's voices. I was too far under the water to recognize them, but I still anticipated one of them to be Edward's. I strained my ears, trying to concentrate on the voices. I took in deeper breaths, each one seeming to bring me up to the surface. The voices became clear.
"Edward, this is just," The voice paused, anger vibrating in his voice "just, entirely unacceptable! I cannot believe you let yourself go. I sincerely believed you had better control than this, Edward. Haven't I taught you strength of mind? Years of denying human blood, an extremely hard task, and you break your restraint for…" His voice awkwardly trailed off.
"I know, Carlisle. I don't know what to say." His voice was brimming with agony. My stomach dropped as I pictured his face. I knew the face too well- his brows pulled together, forming a crease on his perfect marble skin. His eyes squeezed shut, with his nostrils flared in misery. I hated the way he pressed his lips together, with his head tilted down. I despised that face. The face made me feel terrible, as if I could feel the pain he was feeling. But now, he was feeling my pain.
I wanted to speak. I wanted to say something. I wanted to give them some sign that I was conscious. Suddenly, I was being pulled back. I hated being out of control, it was one of my many worst fears; one that I have existed in for what felt like hours now. Carlisle's livid voice trailed off behind me.
Then I felt nothing.