A/N: Sorry for the delay. I spent the weekend moving.
Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all.
The pleasurable tingling where Edward bit me turned to liquid hellfire, racing through by body, invading my veins, scorching me from the inside out.
I gasped at the pain now consuming me. Edward was at my side, his perfect features twisted in anguish. I could see his lips moving, but couldn't hear the words.
It looked like he was simply repeating," I'm sorry," over and over again.
I tried to comfort him, to tell him that I loved him, but all I heard was someone screaming. I realized it was my voice echoing through the otherwise silent room.
My hands curled into fists, my nails digging into my palms, cutting into the skin. My back arched off the bed. My body was writhing in ceaseless agony.
Edward grabbed my hands, prying each finger away from the now bloody palms. Kissing each gash I had made gently, too consumed by my pain to even acknowledge his thirst.
My stomach twisted and I leaned over the bed, my body expelling all traces of my human diet. I felt his steady hands bracing my shoulders, holding my hair back as the roiling nausea choked me and I was reduced to dry heaves.
I curled my legs into my chest, hugging them to me as tightly as possible, rocking back and forth, trying to escape the unyielding torture, seeking even a momentary reprieve.
It felt as if the venom was eating through every part of me, turning my organs to nothing more than ashes, burning everything in its path. The agony was relentless.
In my now half-conscious state, I felt Edward climb into the bed to lie next to me, tucking my body against his cold, hard frame. His arms wrapped around me tightly, his legs locked mine in place holding me together, trying to keep me from hurting myself as I thrashed from side to side.
"You will survive this, Bella." Edward's proclamation left no room for another option.
Somewhere in the far reaches of my mind, I realized that he was humming my lullaby. Darkness washed over me. My mind finally surrendered to unconsciousness.