A/N: Well this is it guys! The final chapter! It's been AMAZING writing this story and I really hope that you liked it! :)
Chapter 6:
I let a shriek that only a mother with a wounded child could let out. I rush over to where Rhett is lying on the ground and look up at Edward. How could he have let this happen? I scream in my head. The look on Edward's face is that of complete and sheer agony. His beautiful face seems to be twisted up and his brow furrows deeply into the bridge of his nose.
"I—I—I…" Edward tries to say. I shake my head violently.
"Edward, this is all your fault! Can you not control your own strength long enough to just have fun with a child?" I yell at him. His brow furrows even deeper than before.
"Bella… I— I'm sorry… It was an—" he starts; I am too enraged to listen to his apologies.
"An accident, Edward? Really?" I scream louder than before.
"Bella…" he whispers. You can tell in the tone of his voice that he is honestly and sincerely remorseful and damaged beyond repair… just like I was ten years ago…
For a fraction of a second I begin to feel a little bad for Edward. I mean, maybe it was just an… NO. Edward looks at me, probably sensing my leash slacking a little bit. Then I tighten my bottom lip and look at him sternly before turning toward my boy. The agony yet again sets in amidst Edward's eyes… but I don't care.
"Oh, Rhett, baby, please talk to me. Tell me you're ok," I coo over his pale unmoving body. I touch an exposed piece of skin on his shoulder; it's icy cold, enough to make me draw back at the touch. I gently turn over his body so that he is lying on his back. On his gentle angel face there is a gash near his left eyebrow. I can tell how deep he is cut just by looking at it, not to mention the pool of bright red blood spilling over his cheek and down to the dirt below. I feel a sob escape from the deepest part of my throat and I scream a terrified, blood curdling scream. "Ahhhhh!" I scream some more. "Edward, do something!" I scream, not looking back at him. I wait to hear the porch door shut, but I hear nothing. After a few seconds of waiting, I spin around, in fury at his sluggish rate. "EDWARD!" I scream, finally looking at him. I see his hands ball into fists and his spine strike a quiver. He raises his eyes to the sky for a brief moment before returning them to my line of vision. Instead of their usual golden brown tint that I always remembered, they were a menacing midnight black unlike anything I'd ever seen them before. "Edward?" I ask him confusedly standing up. Suddenly, his eyes dropped to something behind me, a look of almost lust in his portentous, ominous eyes. I follow his eyes toward the point that looked at with such longing.
I cast my eyes behind me and see my backyard almost as it always is; there is a large strong-rooted tree as there always is, a sandbox filled with toys to make a castle, an old motorcycle that Jake is still trying to fix, rust covering it and Rhett. No, not Rhett; the pool of blood spurting from Rhett's head. Blood… Then I realize what is happening. I twist my head back around at the speed of light and scream in horror.
"EDWARD! NO!" I shriek. He connects his eyes with mine for a split second before locking back onto Rhett's head. Edward takes one stride forward leaving only a foot away from Rhett. I grab his arm in a meager attempt to stop him from taking my little boy's life. He flicks his arm backward and I am thrown on the ground as easily as a ragdoll. "EDWARD!" I scream even louder. He bends down; rearing his head back to strike at Rhett's wound. I scramble to my feet as fast as I can, fearing and knowing that anything I could do, would not protect my son. Edward strikes his head down at Rhett and I let out a shriek… in unison with the growl of a mighty wolf.
Out of nowhere, a auburn wolf gallops down the hill toward where we are standing. I scream, thinking the wolf was wild. It canters by my and stops for just a second as Edward stands up. I look into its beautiful chocolate eyes and admire its russet fur shaggy on its torso and legs.
"Jake," I whisper. Jake turns away and charges at Edward who is now no longer focused on his prey, but on his predator. Edward raises his hand and claws down at Jake throwing him to the ground. I shriek and my hand raises to my mouth. Jake gets back up immediately and hops up on his hind legs to attack Edward. Standing upright, Jake is twice the size of Edward. Edward dodges out of the way and flips over Jake. Jake pounds the ground where Edward once stood and the earth vibrates at the force. Jake growls in frustration and Edward sneaks around behind Jake. "Jake! Behind you!" I yell and Jake spins around in time to smack Edward back with his monstrous paw. Edward hits the ground and Jake mounts on top of him, growling in his face. For a quick moment, I rejoice that Jacob has won and let out one clap. Suddenly, Edward finds away to wrap his arms around Jake's upper body. "NO!" I screech. I hear something crack as Edward's grip tightens on Jacob. He whimpers and falls to the ground beside Edward. I continue to scream as Edward rapidly gets back to his feet and hurtles himself toward Rhett. My screams do nothing as Edward lowers his head makes a connection between his mouth and Rhett's head. I rush to my feet and sprint toward Edward, adrenaline and fury pumping through my veins. "YOU MONSTER!" I scream, jumping on Edward's back. He seems unfazed at my attempts to save my son. "You hear me, Edward? You are a monster!" I scream, trying so hard to distract him. "I always knew that you were nothing but a savage murderer!" I scream even louder, pounding my fists on his back. "And here you are, proving me correct." I feel no hesitation coming from him, so I have to cut even deeper to get him to stop. I swallow hard and muster up all my strength. "I NEVER LOVED YOU!" I scream, jumping off his back. Edward rears back his head finally, turning toward me. I bite my bottom lip, knowing that what I had said was so very wrong.
"What?" Edward asks, a drop of fresh blood dripping from the corner of my mouth. I feel a snarl rip from my throat as I rush to Rhett, avoiding Edward's eye line. I tend to his head trying not to cry.
"Did I stutter?" I reply rudely. He says nothing as I watch Rhett's eyes shoot open. I turn around to see what Edward is doing to see him gone; disappeared leaving only me tending for Rhett, Rhett waking up and Jake unconscious on the ground.
"STOP IT!" I hear Rhett scream. I begin to question him but he cuts me off. "MOMMY, STOP THE BURNING!" I gasp. He's changing.
"It's okay, honey! It'll pass, I promise!" I try to calm Rhett although I am hysterically in tears.
"Mommy, please put out the fire! I'm on fire!" Rhett screams. Every time he shouts out in pain, it's like a dagger being plunged into my heart. I hate— no detest Edward more than I love Rhett, more than I worry for Jacob and more than I hate myself for letting this happen combined. I want Edward gone. Forever. I want nothing except for him to be nonexistent. I stroke Rhett's head as gently as I can, singing to him and sobbing simultaneously. I sing "Baby Mine" knowing that there is nothing I can do to help my little boy who is slowing losing his soul. I know that there's nothing that can be done to stop this by anyone… except Edward. And that's the part that tares me apart inside. Although I want him to disappear from existence, I desperately plead in my mind for him to return so he can stop what's happening to my little boy, my reason for being. I grit my teeth in complete hatred for the monster that caused this. From behind me, I hear a cough. I whip my head away from Rhett for a single second. It is Jake.
"Oh my God, Jake…" I sob not sure how to explain. Jake looks confusedly at me for a moment before his face turns to a mix of heartbreak and anger.
"No," he states simply, deftly jumping to his feet. As he approaches Rhett, I back away. Jake drops to his knees and cries; lightly at first, then violently later. I come behind him and hold his shoulders resting my head on one of them. I let one tear escape from my eye before I look down to Rhett. He seems to be getting through the thick of the pain.
"How are you doing, little monster?" Jake asks, forcing a smile. A grimace spreads across my face as I realize that that nickname will no longer be a cute term of endearment, but instead a morose ironic statement. Rhett locks eyes with me first then Jake.
"Daddy, it hurts," he states through clenched teeth. Jake's head drops and he sniffs.
"Yeah, I know. It will be over soon…" Jake tries to look at the bright side, but starts crying instead. He turns his head toward me.
"Where is he," he asks, even though it sounds more like a statement than a question. I shake my head.
"I don't know, Jake. I looked up and he was gone…" I explain. I watch as Jake's jaw clenches.
"I am going to find him. Then I am going to rip him apart. Then I'm going to…" he states through his teeth, breaking off at the end, probably entering into a realm of countless reveries.
"Jake, it's too late. He's gone. Rhett is a…" I choke off tears at the end of my sentence.
"Don't say that," Jake says closing his eyes. His hands start to shake followed by his spine quivering. I take him by the shoulders, looking him in the eyes.
"Jake, calm down. It's okay. We can get through this," I try calming him down, although I know that all that I say is not true. Jake stops shaking and resorts instead to sobbing.
"No… no we can't, Bella…" He leans his head down into my shoulder and cries. Suddenly I hear a sigh. I look over at Rhett. He is now standing up looking at himself; his pale white skin in particular.
"Mommy, I feel weird," he states finally. I chuckled a little bit. "My throat hurts really bad. Like I'm thirsty." My jaw clenches and teeth grit against each other. I look at Jake who mirrors my face in frustration. I grab his hand and force a smile and he does the same. The only way we can do this is together.
A/N: I know that this is one of those endings where you're like "NO! There HAS to be more!" but, I'm thinking of writing a sequal! :) Please review and let me know if you'd like for me to write a sequal because if you don't care if I write one, then there's really no point! Anyway, thanks for reading and now the ultimate question:
TO SEQUAL OR NOT TO SEQUAL? Let me know and thanks for reading! :)