Blasphemy
Disclaimer: See previous chapter
Part V
Bella POV
I didn't know I had fallen asleep, but soon Alice was shaking me awake. We were in South America.
It was a pretty remote place. Not many people had been on our flight. I got up and followed her off the plane.
Carlisle was outside the airport, no car in sight. So we'd be on foot, it seemed. He smiled at me. "Hello, Bella," he said pleasantly. I nodded. My heart threatened to jump out of my chest. He heard.
"You're excited," he said with a chuckle. It wasn't a question. He turned to Alice. "We'll run from here. We'll find an isolated spot to do it." She nodded and helped me up onto her back, and then we were off. We must not have gone far, or maybe I had somehow forgotten how fast they ran in those three weeks, but we were stopped outside an abandoned house in seconds. I slid off of Alice and we went inside.
It was dark and damp in this shack. I stood against one of the walls, waiting for someone to talk.
"Bella, I'm sure you're very confused right now. I will explain what all is going on very soon. But we should start the transformation process sooner than later. Are you ready?" I nodded weakly, and decided to sit down, knowing my legs would give way. "Also," he added, "we will find a way to explain things to Charlie. You need not worry." I nodded again, unable to speak. Alice hesitantly stepped forward, doubting herself.
"It's okay, I trust you Alice," I said with confidence. She nodded and crouched next to me. She held her hand out to take mine, and I gave her it, making sure it was the un-scarred hand. Lovely. I'll have matching scars.
She bent her head over my hand and sank her teeth in. I clenched my teeth together to keep from screaming. Her eyes flashed quickly from gold to black, and I could feel blood leaving my hand. Carlisle was about to intervene, but she released me, looking partially satisfied. Her eyes were now an odd red color, with just a hint of gold. I sighed with relief; I knew she could resist. Then I realized my hand had a burning sensation. I moaned quietly, but tried my hardest not to complain.
"Now what?" I wondered, caring more about keeping my mind off the pain than the actual answer. I tried to keep my voice light and cheery.
"Now I explain to you what's going on. Why my family is in danger," Carlisle replied, matching my tone. He came and sat down next to me.
"You see," he started to say. "Edward's brother is hunting us." Then everything went black.