Edward just looked at me. I saw love in his eyes. Emmett was saying something, but I couldn't tell what. Why couldn't I hear him? Oh, I was screaming again. I tried to stop. Waste of energy. I wanted to go back to the house.
I pointed at Edward. He came to me.
"What, love?" He asked. His eyes showed hurt again. I pointed at his arms, then at me. He quickly understood what I was trying to say, and picked me up. I pointed in the direction I thought the house was.
"You want to go back into the woods?" Alice asked, joining in on our game of charades.
I shook my head, and tried to spell house with my fingers. No one could guess what I was trying to say. I gave up. I grabbed Edward's neck and pulled myself up to a sitting position, even though I was in his arms. I stopped screaming for one second, and managed to get out the word "home."
"Bella, you can't go home to Charlie like this." Jasper said, coming closer now that the bite had been tended to. I shook my head and pointed to each of them.
"Us? You want us to go to your house?" Emmett asked.
"No. She wants to go to our house. That is her home." Edward said calmly. Everyone looked surprised that Edward understood. I nodded, and Edward ran. It took us sixteen seconds to get back to the house.
When we got back, Edward took me in and set me down on the couch. He sat next to me, brushing my hair out of my face. I looked into his eye. They were full of tears. I realized that they were streaming down his face. I slowly wiped them away.
He tried to smile at me, but it looked more like a grimace. I smiled up at him. Then I realized something- I wasn't screaming. The pain was gone from my hand. But I couldn't feel my whole left arm. The venom was probably starting to enter my heart.
"Does stopping the heart," I stuttered, "numb the pain?"
He looked at me, trying to decide how to answer my question. "It numbs the pain of becoming a vampire, but it only deepens the pain of the rest of your never ending life."
"Then how do you survive the pain? Is there a pill you can take?" I tried to joke. I was always told laughter was the best medicine.
"There is no pill. But there is something that helps ease the pain."
"What?" I asked, straining to lean forward.
"You." His face was very serious. I understood. His heart stopping made him live forever. Living forever, alone, is the greatest pain to him. But finding me eased that pain.
I leaned forward to kiss him. He drew back. I felt a hurt look come across my face.
"I'm so sorry, love. It's just that kissing isn't the ideal thing to do right now."
I felt the pain go into my chest. I started screaming again. He picked me up and took me to his room.
"Here, Bella. Listen to this." He put a cd in his giant stereo. He began to cry again, even though nothing had happened.
