Chapter Two: Changing

The fire spread faster than anything I could have ever imagined. Within seconds of the accident, my entire body was flaming. Nothing could have prepared me for this kind of pain.

I was vaguely aware that Edward had carried me back to his house, and I was in someone's room. Edward never left my side, always there, holding my hand, holding me, or just sitting on the edge of the bed, apologizing. His face was only gone when I closed my eyes, so I didn't.

After what seemed like a few years of unbearable agony, not only a few days, the pain dulled. I let out a strangled gasp of relief.

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Bella screamed, and cried out, and thrashed around. It was hard for me to watch, knowing I was the one who put her through it. She never seemed to close her eyes, which amazed me.

I never left her., knowing it was my fault, so I was determined to make her happy, if possible, during her transformation. A few hours in to the third day, she let out a gasp, if you could call it a gasp. It was more like a scream without any volume.

She closed her eyes for a moment, and I opened mine as wide as they could possibly go. Her heart had slowed down, and then stopped all together. She didn't move. A few minutes passed, and she still hadn't moved. She lie there, on her side, facing me, with her eyes closed. Her face was the definition of peaceful, of restful. "Bella, love?" I said, fighting myself. If she was dead, I would not be far behind. This time I would not hesitate, would not stop, I would go before Alice could do anything. I would—

"Edward…" she sighed, her eyes still closed. Slowly she opened them, and I gasped. Her once lovely, chocolate eyes were now a dark, vile burgundy color, and I hated it. I hated myself for doing this too her. I wanted to go to the Volturi right now, and die. But I couldn't, because she needed me, and she was still here, and I could now be with her forever. If she still wanted me after what I put her through. I shuddered.

"Bella? Are you alright? Can you hear me? see me?" Did you ever want to again?

"Yes, Edward." She sighed, and slowly stretched out her body. She looked surprised. "Why don't I hurt all over?" She asked, purely confused.

"Because you're a vampire now." I said simply. A huge, beautiful smile spread across her now perfect features, and I felt a stab of pain. I would never see that old Bella again, never see her blush, never feel her heat, never hear her heart beat again. But, oh well. I had Bella now. Now, and I hoped for forever.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I sighed. Of course everybody knew she was done, she had stopped screaming. "Come in, Emmett." I said, knowing him from his thoughts.

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Emmett strolled in, a huge grin all over his face. It was so wide, I swear to god, his ears were touching it. "How's my favorite sister doing?" He said, walking over to me and giving me a huge bear hug. I heard Alice object to his statement from the doorway.

"I thought I was your favorite sister!" She said, pretending to be peeved.

"You're my favorite MIDGET sister!" Emmett said, picking her up and throwing her out of the room.

"HEY!!! YOU CAN'T DO THAT EMMETT! IT'S NOT FAIR!!" she screamed from the hallway. Jasper came in, looking pissed.

"Did you just throw my wife??" He demanded. Alice pocked her head out from where she was hiding behind Jasper, looking really, really pissed. The emotion was so out of place on her tiny face that I burst out laughing. I was surprised by my laugh—it sounded more like bells than laughter, then I heard Edward's loud laugh, followed by Emmett's booming one.

A beautiful feminine laugh came from the hall, where Rose was standing. Everybody was laughing, except Alice, who stood there looking really, really, angry. Even Jasper was laughing, but I suspected he wouldn't be if he didn't have his power. POWER! I remembered. Almost all vampires had a power…VAMPIRE!! I was a vampire! I was beautiful!

I pushed past everyone in the room, and went in to the bath room. I stood there, awe struck. My hair was perfect, long, thick lush curls rolling down my back perfectly. My eyes had about doubled in size, and were perfect. My nose was so tiny and cute, and my lips were full and luscious. I started screaming. I was beautiful.

"WHAT HAPPENED?!?!?" Edward demanded knocking the door down. Then he noticed I was staring at my reflection, and my scream had been a girlie scream of joy, not one of fear, or a call for help. He smiled sheepishly and picked up the door with one hand, and called "Emmett…"

He was here in an instant. "What's up, bro? sis?" Then he saw the door in Edward's hand, and started laughing .

I heard the sound of a car rolling up to the Cullen home, and snarled, growled, and started running to the scent. I couldn't stop myself. The blood…it was so strong, it called to me. I wanted it, needed it… and I was almost to the door when it opened, and there he stood.