A/N: Sorry. was being dumb.
I was in hell.
There was no doubt about it.
My heartbeat started racing, my skin felt as if it was restricting every attempt of thrashing. Every nerve was a live wire, just feeding into the pain. Every time I felt as if the pain would recede, it came back stronger…
I was in hell.
I wanted desperately to tell the other. Don't follow me. I was wrong. This is hell.
I didn't dare open my eyes. I knew that if I truly was burning in hell, I couldn't bare seeing my skin being licked at by the flames.
But what was even worse… was that I was totally wrong…
Figures…
Here… no good memories followed me. Every painful moment I had ever had replayed as if I was standing right there. Every time I was hurt, mentally or physically, it was shown.
Even him…
Edward.
I watched as he told me he wasn't good for me. That he didn't want me. Then I watch as he left me there, with no trace of his presence.
I hated myself… I couldn't be what he needed…
Suddenly, I heard voices come from over me. Was I still able to hear the doctors as they found me? Or were angels saying how pathetic I was?
I felt my body, not of my own free will, and was wheeled out of the room. Was I destined to feel like this until I was three feet under?
I really didn't care, for at that moment the fire burned faster. I snapped and started screaming. If my skin wasn't charcoal by now, it would be soon.
I felt something cold on my head –by a miracle it was cold! – and heard someone mumbling. I was too busy screaming to understand anything.
The cold had never moved from my head. I was happy, relieved, elated that I was given some relief. I was even happier that they didn't move anytime I screamed.
Too soon, the hand moved and I screamed out even louder, the fire coming up and consuming my head. I cried out, desperately wanting the cool touch to come back. I'd do anything, anything, for it to come back. Please…?
I heard nothing, felt nothing. My skin still felt on fire, but it was nothing compare to how my heart felt. It felt as if someone had taken it out of my body and thrown it into the nearest volcano. I kept on screaming, praying for some relief.
I didn't now how long I stayed like that, just staying there, feeling as if I was touching nothing yet being consumed by everything. There was nothing to mark time. Silly, I know, but I wanted to know, how long had it been since I was thrown into that infernal hell.
That's when everything changed.
The fire came all to the very center of me, like the middle of me had not suffered enough. The fire kept up, getting stronger and stronger. I kept screaming, fully expecting my throat to start bleeding at some point. But it never happened. My eyes scrunched up as the fire kept getting hotter and hotter.
Then, as if it had never been there, the fire stopped.
My eyes flew open and my mouth flew open as a hunger settled itself in my throat.
But that could wait for a second…
What in the world was Alice doing here?!
A/N: Ok, need your help guys... In your next review (If you review), tell me what power should Bella have? I am not good at choosing powers for her. xD
- FriendofFoes