Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, and Eclipse.

Author's note:

This chapter is telling about Bella's conversion.

It's a big cut in her life.

So review if you have imagined her transformation close to that or in a completely different way.

I'm curious.

11. Three Days

I was that sick I hardly could concentrate on Edward. Well, actually, I wasn't able to concentrate on anything anymore. The world around me disappeared slowly. So I decided to let the chips fall where they may as Edward had said once on one of our first days. Accepting my fate, I stopped fighting my body's reaction.

Unbearable pain brought me back from surrendering and caught my attention. My throat was aching, feeling as a knife cut it. Then there was a strong sucking. At the same moment my shaking came to an end as abruptly as it had started and my head was clear again.

Edward held me tightly in his arms, his mouth on my throat. He was sucking out my blood and giving me his venom in return. I was lying on a meadow and Edward kneed next to me like Carlisle had done. All of the Cullens were standing around us. Esme, Emmett and Rose must have been come back during my half-unconsciousness. Their faces looked blank. When my gaze met Alice's I smiled. She smiled back; but there was pure fear in her eyes that put me at unease.

Edward's embracement lifted suddenly and the sucking stopped. His face looked tortured with blood on his mouth. Our eyes met in a long glance. I was almost about to say something as the fire started. Pain hit me with such intensity that I cried out.

"The venom already spreads. You've done all you could. Now time is working," I heard Carlisle's voice. He touched Edward's left shoulder. Edward was still kneeling motionless next to me. It seemed like he wasn't able to believe what he had done. I wanted to comfort him; but the pain was too strong. Rooting out tussocks, I cried out again.

"It's time to leave," Carlisle said.

"Where we should take her?" Edward demanded with a said voice.

"Alice, did you all prepare?" Carlisle asked.

"Yes, of course I did. I called all the guests and cancelled on them. I mentioned the accident."

"That's right. Then we'll take her to our house, I suggest. It's the safest place for her at the moment," Carlisle said with a determining tone in his voice.

Edward nodded, scooping me up.

I moaned.

"Everything will be fine, Bella. I'm so sorry," Edward tried to assure me, getting into the Mercedes.

The darkness inside the car gave me a bit comfort; but no distraction. Trying to concentrate on former times I'd traveled in it, I failed. The fire arrived at my stomach. I gasped for breath. Edward brushed softly my hair.

"I'm so sorry, Bella. Carlisle will give you some morphine as soon as we'll arrive at home. Then the pain will ease up until your heart will stop beating," he promised.

I blinked, pressing my face against his hard chest. Not even his scent could drop the fire. How long was it since he has bitten me? I couldn't remember; but I wished the pain would be over soon. And if the pain wasn't enough torture at all, tears started to run over my face. I had lost control over my emotions. Edward squeezed my hand while my tears soaked his shirt.

"No," I screamed.

Edward pressed my body closed to his, getting out of the Mercedes. He carried me upstairs. I imagined my mind was separated from my body - this was the only way at the moment to prevent getting insane.

Once more again I find myself resting on the huge golden bed in Edward's room. Carlisle was now standing by my side and injected the morphine. I prayed it would work fast. A quick whisper caught my attention. Edward was talking to Carlisle. Edward nodded once again and left the room.

Rose and Alice sat both by my side, holding my icy hand and sousing me. Tears still ran over my cheek. No question why vampires couldn't cry – probably they used up all their tear fluid during their conversion, I thought to myself. Then the pain eased up. I sucked in a deep breath at ease, not expecting the sudden feeling of sickness.

I gesticulated to my mouth. Alice gave me a bowl and Rose held my hair out of the way. Then I threw up. My stomach ached and my hands were shaking; but I couldn't stop. I was so glad Edward wasn't inside the room right now and couldn't see that. It was so embarrassing. At the end I threw up my own blood. Then it was over. Relieved I put the bowl down on the floor. Looking up again, Emmett stood in front of me with a big grin.

"You had already thrown up. That's a good sign. Maybe you'll get it in less than three days," he said with a booming laughter.

I shook my head in disbelief. Surly he and Jasper had taken bets on my transformation time. I stretched out my tongue. For more I wasn't capable of.

Alice removed the bowl out of the room. I looked at her thankfully. One short moment later Edward was back. He kissed my forehead. Carlisle entered the room behind him with a new injection of morphine. I shook my head. As long as I felt no serious pain I would resist. My fear of needles was much stronger than any pain could be. But Carlisle ignored me. He injected the morphine as fast as I wasn't sure if I hadn't just imagined it.

My lips turned into a smile and I felt a little stoned. I was glad the tears had stopped; but now it seemed as I arrived at the smiling phase. Edward brushed my cheek. "After your transformation we will have to leave Forks, Bella. That will be best for your own and our safety. Probably we will visit Tanya and her coven again. Alice is looking for a new home in Alaska on the internet," he informed me.

I wasn't sure if I dreamt about this information coming from Edward or if it was real. Everything moved in slow motion. No doubt, I felt great – no pain; but I wasn't myself. That dose was clearly too high. The combination of morphine and vampire venom could make up a new party drug, I supposed. Probably only for a very short time until the venom got his full efficacy; but for this time it would serve the purpose.

My body felt numb once again. I thought about the irony. The last time I felt like that I was about getting married in a few hours and now I was unmarried and about dying in a few hours. Life wasn't fair; but I was used to it. At least I didn't feel any pain.

"The morphine works pretty well," Edward informed Carlisle.

Carlisle touched my wrist. Maybe he was searching the pulse. I snatched my hand away from his, still smiling, and touched with both hands my torso. I couldn't remember what brought me to do this; but what I found out scared me. My whole body convulsed. It seemed to be a wonder I was still breathing. Then I realized only Edward was in the room with me. He hid his beautiful face behind his hands. If I didn't know better, I would think he was crying.

Weird, weren't there Rose and Carlisle a few seconds ago in this room, too? I turned my head slowly to check on my surroundings, seeing outside the huge window wall it was twilight again. I must have had a lack of time. Edward looked up anxiously. Then he brushed my cheek.

His hand felt exceptionally warm. About turning my whole body in his direction, I realized I was only capable of moving my arms and my head. I gasped. Edward could read the bare fear on my face. His expression grew extremely sad. I've never seen such pain in his melting butter-scotch eyes.

"Bella, it's time. Say good bye to your human life. I guess it will take just a few hours more until your heart will stop beating and your body will be completely dead."

He paused, taking my hand. He felt unbelievable warm. Then I also couldn't feel my hands anymore.

"Carlisle gave you a lot of morphine so that you almost felt no pain. A side effect is the numbness of your body, love. Don't worry."

Edward took a deep breath. "The morphine isn't going to work when your heart will stop beating. Pain will start then again," he finished.

I stared at him. The numbness has already reached my head and my lungs stopped inhaling oxygen. I felt nothing. It was still and dark. I waited for the worst.

"Edward," I cried out. The fire had returned.

"Bella, I'm so sorry. I never should have done this to you."

"Oh God, help me, please," I begged.

"Stop fighting, Bella, then it will be less painful. Your body still fights the venom," Edward said softly.

"How?" I screamed.

"Try to relax, sweetheart."

"Silly Edward, I'm dying. There's no way to relax," I forced out in a harsh tone.

Edward smiled briefly and padded my hair. "Everything is going to be fine, Bella."

"No, no, no. Oh God, no," I cried out.

I heard voices; but they disappeared. No one was coming to help me. This way was determined to be gone alone, I guessed. Not even Edward could accompany me.

My body was shaking with convulsions. Every single muscle ached. It seemed like my chest had been crashed and I was suffering from the consequences of that. Not that there had been no accident in the last days; but I doubted this suffering was the consequence of it. When the pain got unbearable I glared at Edward.

"I wanna die. Please put an end to this. I wanna die," I squeaked, still glaring at him.

"No, no, no, stop that," Edward snarled, losing his self-control for the first time.

As the pain eased up I realized Carlisle was standing behind Edward, pressing him into the chair. Emmett stood on the other side of the huge bed. He waved to me and padded my leg. I grimaced and curled into a ball.

"Could you feel that?" he asked.

I nodded, whimpering.

"Congrats, then it'll be soon over. Two and a half day have passed. You are really fast," he chuckled.

"Emmett, screw you," Edward snarled, still out of control.

"Calm down, Edward. She is tough. She almost got it."

After this short distraction the pain got bad again. I cried out and must have lost consciousness at the same moment. The last words I heard were Emmett's. "It happens," he said in a reverent tone.

As I woke the pain was gone. I opened my eyes and blinked. The brightness surprised me. I would have never expected such brightness in Forks. Shielding my eyes with one hand, I tried to get up, almost crashing against somebody.