Chapter 9
K! Thank you all for your awesome reviews! I know it's sad right now, but this chapter will explain how it can be happy! Alright! Here you go!
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Edward's Pov
I had no desire to do anything. I had no will. No thought. Nothing. I just was. I breathed every painful, empty breath for her. I sat there too ruined to feel. To worthless to care. I had nothing but my guilt, my pain. I was vaguely aware of my thirst; I needed to hunt. Badly. But I couldn't bring myself to. I didn't care. What did it matter to me if I lost myself to my instincts? Nothing. That's what I feel, that is what I am, and that's what Bella asked of me, isn't it?
Time meant nothing. It could have been two hours, two days, or two years. I didn't know, I didn't care. Until……
"EDWARD! LISTEN TO ME DAMMIT! IT'S IMPORTANT!" Wait. That was Carlisle's voice, wasn't it? Yes. I think it is. I looked up at him. He had an odd expression on his face. I couldn't identify what it was, mostly because of lack of effort. I stared at him, unwilling to speak.
"Well?" he demanded. Apparently he said something I didn't hear. He seemed to realize this at the same time I did, and began again.
"Edward, I…I—I think she's alive." How could he say that to me? I had to watch her die in front of me! Did have no compassion?
Compassion….
That was Carlisle's gift. He had plenty of compassion. Which means…..
"What?" I asked him. My voice sounded horrible. Unused, rough, and pained, just as it had before.
"You know how the heart pumps the venom through the body during a transformation?"
I nodded.
"Do you remember what her heartbeat sounded like after the accident?"
I was still for a long time.
"Edward?" Carlisle prompted. I was snapped out of my trance. I looked at him and nodded.
"It was incredibly slow and weak…" I told him. It hurt to say this. Hell, it hurt to speak in general.
"But I was beating. Edward, when you bit her….Her heartbeat was weak, so it was pumping less blood and with that less venom. Not only that, but it was slow….very slow. Do you understand what this means?"
I was silent. No, I didn't; but I'm sure he was going to explain it.
"I can't be sure Edward, but I think, actually I'm pretty sure, she will complete her transformation. It's just so slow and gradual…on the one hand, it should be far less painful, but on the other hand…I have no idea how long the transformation could take."
It took a long time for his words to sink in, for me to understand them. It seemed impossible; too good to be true; too good to believe….
"Where is she, then?" I asked him.
"At the morgue." I looked at him quizzically I thought she was supposed to be alive?
"For her parents to see her body." He elaborated.
"But I thought she wasn't supposed to be dead?" I repeated my question out loud.
"I don't think you understand… she looks like a corpse right now. Her heart is only beating enough to keep her…alive, nothing else. Her transformation could take….well, longer than three days."
I remained motion-less. I sat there simply trying to absorb what he told me. It was very difficult to change my reality. To regain my love, hope, determination, every emotion that comes with living. It was like trying to get a petrified log to burn. Nearly impossible. But the idea of seeing her again. My Bella. My Life. My Soul.
Finally, I understood. She was back. She had never gone.
K! I was definitely doubtful about this chapter! I was seriously considering leaving it a sad ending, but, my wonderful reviewers wanted a happy ending! Before you all freak out on me… NO! this is not the end! We still haven't figured out the werewolf situation, and Bella and Edward have to reunite! So Review! Tell me what you think! I'll update faster in you do! Oh!
And1 more thing! I could finish this up in 2-4 chapters, or I can keep going. I want to keep going ( I have some good ideas for the story), but if you want to see the end, tell me! Should I end it? Or keep going with the ideas I had for it?
