I do not own Twilight! All rights and characters go to and are owned by Stephenie Meyer. Succubus's Prayer
Awakening
(BPOV)
I don't know how much time passed.
All I knew was that I wasn't alone; there was this thing with me. Its presentence was comforting but it was always hungry. So I simply called it the hunger and it liked having a name. A way to identify its self and the fact that I named it pleased the hunger to no end.
Then there was a faint sound in the endless darkness.
A…sound?
There was a sound slowly pulling me from the darkness, but why? The question was answered by the sound, a beep?
Each breath I toke was answered by the beep.
As the darkness started to fade a smell assaulted my nose. It reminded me of bleach and with the steady beeping my eyes started to flutter open destroying the vial of darkness that protected me from the world and my memories.
Eyes popped open to the world as my memories and my heartache in all its glory came rushing back to me! The hunger became angry at the memories that were causing me pain.
I hissed as the light of the room blinded me as it dissolved everything around me into a white shapeless world. I snapped my eyes shut and brought up my hand to shield them from the harmful light.
I groaned as my eyes finally adjusted to the light and what I saw or what I didn't see shocked, scared, and confused me all at the same time as I gazed at my wrist. The scar that James had graced me with, the symbol that death had touched my very being was now gone! How is it even possible that the crescent shape bite mark just disappeared? Suddenly realization hit me, my skin changed! Once an almost ivory color now has become a lively peach cream skin tone, a small shriek left my lips as I gazed at my chest.
"What the fuck! I have boobs!" My chest was huge!
Oh God No!
I estimated that now I was D cup size. Great now men will actually go out of their way to flirt with me.
What hell did I awake into?
I could feel the hunger snickering at my reaction.
That was all I could truly think about as I pulled out all the tubes from my arm, causing the machines to blare in alarm as I leapt out of bed to find the nearest mirror with such grace I didn't even realize it. Then again I was having a major panic attack about the changes that had happened to my body. As I took in my surroundings it was quite clear that I was in a hospital room, quickly making my way to the bathroom and the moment of truth.
For mirrors never lie and I was afraid of what truth they would reveal.
1…2…3! Closing my eyes as I flicked the light switch on trying to mentally prepare myself for the worst, I had to take several beep breaths to try and calm my nerves.
Once that was done with, eyes snapping open and a gasp escaping my lips as I stared at the reflection in the mirror, the mirror held a godly beauty painted on its surface. Her beauty was beyond words, there stood a 22 year old woman about 6'1 with knee length dark mahogany hair, chocolate colored orbs that seem to turn into a gradient of molten gold around the pupil and an hourglass figure wrapped in flawless peach cream skin with a soft lean muscle tone.
The hunger quivered in awe at my new appearance.
I reached a shaky hand to touch the mirror only to jerk it away as if I had just been shocked by it and in a way I guess you could say that I was.
I could easily say that I out ranked vampires in beauty, I mean Rosalie would look plain compared to me and that's saying something. If I look like this men are going to be all over me!
Fuck my life!
The hunger disapproved my reaction to this conclusion.
What god did I enrage or what sick twisted demon would find this amusing?
I simply walked out of the bathroom and to my bed only to be stopped by someone calling my name.
"Bella?"
I turned around to see Jake, Charlie, a doctor, and a few nurses standing in the door way, before I had time to react I was bum rushed into a bear hug by Jake and lifted off the ground.
"Bells, you're awake!" Jake exclaimed with glossy eyes wanting to shed tears of joy and relief as he nuzzled his head into the crook of my neck. I couldn't help but smile at his actions and the hunger was just quick as all of this that was happening.
"Just need my beauty sleep Jake." I teased trying to lighten the mood around me.
I pulled away from him and finally look at Jake, he had a faint glow to him and then I was hit with a slight bit of hunger, not hunger for food but hunger for his skin to feel it on mine, to taste it, and to see more of it. The hunger its self wanted the same as me only it was something that I could easily control. I was brought out of my musing of my best friend's body by a hand on my shoulder; I looked to see who it was only to find Charlie looking at me with the same expression as Jacobs.
"Bells, I'm glad to see you're awake. Are you feeling okay?" Charlie questioned as I noticed the doctor and the nurses where no longer here. They must have been sent away and I also noticed that the machines were turn off because that horrid blaring stopped.
His question caught me off guard, was I okay? Physically I was, I think? Mentally as good as I could be I guess because who doesn't have a weird hunger that's with them, the hunger scuffed at the thought. Emotionally I was a battered mess. I mean I found out that the Cullen family saw me nothing more than a play thing and Edward leavening me in the woods to die was another thing all together. I was definitely.
The hunger became enraged at the memories and the pain the Cullens caused me.
"Sorry to make you guys worry. So how long I've I been out?" I didn't answer my dad's question as I tried to step around it. God I hope I wasn't out long, I don't like the fact I worried the people who still care about me.
"Bells, you've been out of it for three months." I just stared at my father dumbfounded.
"Th-th-three months!" I all but shrieked out.
The hunger whimpered softly at my dismay.
"Yeah, Bells you were in a coma for three months." Jake explained as he held my hand and rubbed claiming circles on it with his thumb.
"What happened to me?" I asked completely sell shocked at the news that I was in a coma for THREE MONTHS!
"That's what I was hoping you could tell me. I mean I got home and there was a note on the kitchen table saying you went out for a walk, but when you didn't come back I sent search parties after you and then a few hours later Sam came out of the woods with you in his arms unconscious." Charlie said recalling the night.
Note? I never wrote a…Edward. I said his name and there was the pain of my broken heart. I was upset with him and deeply hurt, I mean come on I was willing to give up everything for him and he throws it back into my face. I guess the worst part is that I will always love him and the other Cullens as well. No, not in some way I'll always love the memories of the Cullens and all the good times we shared even if it does cause me pain but the real Cullens showed me exactly who they really are, for the most part that is.
"Bells?"
"Yeah dad?" I was brought out of my inner rambling when Charlie called my name and I didn't even realize I was crying until Jake brushed away some of my tears.
"Why were you in the woods Bells?" Charlie asked as both Jake and he stared intently at me waiting for the answer and I just let out a sigh and a sniff before I began to tell the story of my heart shattering break up.
"Ed-he wanted me to go for a walk with him in the woods I didn't think anything of it at the time, so once we where deep enough into the forest that's when he broke up with and left me there…"
I was about to continue when I noticed one of three things, one: I was now sobbing uncontrollable hard, two: Jacob was holding me protectively in his arms as my face was buried half way into his warm chest and three: my father Charlie Swan was now replaced with Sheriff Swan that in its self is scary.
The hunger was distraught that I was this upset.
"What! That Cullen boy left you in the woods! Did he try anything? Did he hurt you?" Sheriff Swan roared.
"What, No dad! After he left me I got a really bad headache and passed out." I explained calmly through my sobs to appease the monster known as a protective father. I could feel the hunger's confusion as to why I would defend him but I did.
When Charlie visually calmed down and when Jake loosed his hold on me I let out a sigh of relief. I wiped away the remaining tears from my eyes as I noticed that I was only wearing a hospital gown.
"Jake, Dad why don't you both head down to the cafeteria and I'll get change so we can get my lazy but out of here. Okay?"
"Okay Bells, your mother brought you some cloths in that bag over there." He pointed over to the chair. "I'll discharge you; Jake and I will meet you in the car."
I gave them both a smile and a nod as they left the room, once they were gone and the door to the room closed I went straight for the bag resting on the chair. I removed the hospital gown and did a quick check of my body. Only to find that all my scars were gone!
I zipped the bag open only to let out a groan of disapproval, my mother is the only woman I know who would try slut up her own daughter. Then again I consider anything that shows my knees or any type of cleavage no matter how small to be sluty. God I sound like an old woman and I could feel the hunger agreeing with me.
I put on the sinfully innocent lace undergarments then the low riding hip huggers that were a dark blue wash jeans, follow by a pair of black strapped heels and amazingly enough I was ok with them. Just as I was finishing trying to button the white button down shirt, that was a little too small for me and showing way to much cleavage that I was comfortable with.
The door to my room suddenly burst opened revealing a very tall, very muscular, bronze skin man wearing a very tight white muscle shirt, pair of cut offs and sneakers. Suddenly the hunger came rushing to me full force as I stared at this strange new visitor that seems to be literally glowing.
Then the hunger just seemed to take control and I was no longer in control of myself.
To be continued…