Marcus POV
I cradled the unconscious human girl in my arms by the river, watching the smoke from Meyer's body rise from the cliff. He put all vampires to shame for his actions. And now Bella was in danger.
I was able to get all the water out of her lungs and she was breathing. But her body was so cold. She might have been colder then I was if that was possible. Now matter how much I called to her, no matter how much I shook her, she wouldn't wake up.
Her face and skin was pale, as if she was left outside for the whole winter. Her lips were a dark shade of blue, reminding me of the corpses that were drain of blood after I finished feasting on them. The only thing that confirmed that that wasn't the case was that I could feel the blood rushing through her veins and hear her little heart. Her little heart becoming softer and softer as hyperthermia spread through out her body.
It was sick to see her this way. To think that she was only a child, her life barely starting, and already her life was being taken away from her. It didn't matter to me with the other children I killed. They were just food to me. Something to be used then disposed of.
That's what I thought when I first saw Bella. I thought that I could use her somehow to get free and then kill her. But I was wrong. Instead I grew to care for Bella. Too much. But Bella was different. She was caring. She was brave. She was thoughtful. She was smart. And she was dieing in my arms.
I started to lose hope in waking her when a thought came to me.
It was horrible. It was wonderful.
It was a bad idea. It was a good idea.
I hated the idea. I loved the idea.
I was split into two sides. One side was the voice of reason telling me to forget the idea while the other was the voice of selfishness telling me to do it. I molded over both sides. The selfishness won.
I lifted Bella up, kissing her forehead lightly. Then her cheek. I moved to her neck, taking a deep breath.
Meyer and Stine were right about one thing, I though to myself. Bella will be a little girl forever. I sank my teeth into Bella's cold but soft neck, dreading the three up coming days.