1Haven't we already gone over this? I'm not the amazing author of these amazing books.
(BPOV)
Pain. Fire.Those were only two words that described the hell I was going through. Every time the fire started fading away, a huge new wave would come back, overwhelming me like those tide pools from my childhood. The new waves only made it more painful, though. It seemed like it would never end... but in the back of my mind... I was pretty sure that it was going to end... I just didn't know when.
I could feel my muscles tightening... hardening... getting stronger. I knew I was getting stronger, but the pain was still constant. Head to toe. Pain. Everywhere... every part of my being... pain... but I could feel it slowly ebbing away. The fire was fading from my limbs... fading from every part of me. It was wonderful! Slow, but wonderful, nonetheless. It was amazing to finally be away from the excruciating pain that had been enclosed in my body for the past several hours- possibly even days.
Finally, I heard as my shrieks subsided, and with them, went my heart beat. I felt my heart stop... I even heard it stop... I heard the exact moment I died... the exact moment the monitors went dead... and yet... I had never felt to alive! I wanted to jump up and cry our with joy, but I smelled human nearby, and I knew that if I did anything to show that I could still move... still somehow be alive... then my cover would be blown.
The only sound in the room was sobbing. I wondered who it was, so I slitted my eyes and peaked. It was some human man... I felt as if I should have known him... but only a few memories came to me... and then I remembered... he was my dad... Charlie... and now I was dead... only not really dead... just living dead, but I couldn't tell him that. It would put him in danger, and that was the last thing I wanted for him.
Just then, I heard some voices. "Officer Swan... we're so incredibly sorry for your loss. You have our condolences." I wondered how many times they had said that same thing to other people who had just lost someone. "But her body... we need to transport it to the morgue right now... if that's okay with you." They wouldn't care if it was okay with him, they were going to take me away from him forever, anyways. How could they not care? Not feel the obvious pain he was going through? Those two were the monsters, not me. It was those cold, unfeeling people who called themselves care givers. Them!
"Okay." came Charlie's muffled response.
I wanted to shout that I needed more time with my father than just a couple of years... but then I would have to kill them, and I seriously didn't want to do that.
Hearing the door creak open, the nurses turned around. It was Carlisle. He subtly winked at me, and told me to remain still. I did as I was told, and stayed stone stiff as I was picked up and moved to a Gurney. I knew that I was going to the morgue until my funeral. I just didn't know how long I would have to wait... how long I would have keep up the facade that I was dead enough to not just get up and walk away. It would be a long time, but I would hold out... I knew that I would be able to.
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(Charlie POV)
My daughter was dead. My only daughter. My last connection to Renee. My daughter! She couldn't be gone. After I'd heard the monitor stop... I felt as if I had been in a daze. And I knew that I wasn't going to come out of that daze, either.
Life just wasn't fair to me. First, my wife, the wife I loved so much, left me, taking our daughter with her. Then, I only got to see my girl over the summer. When she moved here, I couldn't have been happier, but then she met Edward Cullen. He seemed nice enough at first, but he broke my daughter's heart. Then he left her! Cullen did come back, but not before I had to worry about where in the world Bella was. It was very sad when Jake and Bella got into that fight, but they got over that... and now Bella's... gone... and Jake's disappeared. Life and fate seemed to have a great time making my life miserable... but this was the worst it had done, yet.
I got a ride home from one of the other officers. He didn't think I should be driving with the state I was in. I did have to agree.
When I got home, the dishes were still out, laundry not done, bathroom still dirty. I couldn't bring myself to change the way those things were. The house was just like when Bella had left to go see Jacob, three days ago. Three awful, terrible, horrible days... three days my little girl spent breathing her last breaths... screaming her last screams...
I broke down sobbing.
I know that it was really morbid, but I couldn't bring happiness into this chapter. It was just too depressing. And I'm really sorry to Jake fans. I have nothing against him, I just like BxE better. For those of you who reviewed- plushies. (Jake or Eddie) For those of you that didn't, ( . Anyways, if you review, I'll give out a picture of either Jakie or Eddie. Thank you!