Marcus POV
"She did nothing wrong… She did nothing wrong…" I kept repeating as I stood, surrounded by burning corpses, out side of the Fire Chamber. I didn't look into the window. I couldn't do it. I wanted to leave. I wanted to leave and never look back. But something wouldn't let me. Something pulled me to the door to the Fire Chamber.
I just stared at the door wondering what I was going to do with myself, knowing that I practically killed Bella. That I just stood there, looking away, while she died.
I brought my hand up to the door and slowly opened it. I heard myself shudder at the site. In the center of the room were the burned remains of Katrina, bent over trying to cover Bella from the flames. Small bits of clothing poked from under her, which was most likely Bella's.
I suddenly started seeing everything. Bella staring at me in shock when she first met me. Bella bringing rabbits to me to feed on. Bella telling me about her friend Lucinda and her mother Renee. Bella hiding under the table when that one rabbit got away. Bella crawling through the vent after she released me. Bella flying into the river. Bella's body dying from hyperthermia. How Bella looked when she awoken into a vampire. Everything leading up to this moment. Everything that ever happened with Bella.
I reached down to grab the pieces of clothing under Katrina. I would keep them as a reminder of Bella.
I pulled of the piece of clothing… And it pulled back. Katrina's body started shaking slightly. It was impossible for Katrina to be alive. Now with how badly she was burnt. But could it be possible…?
I carefully moved Katrina's body to the side and saw Bella. Her hands were over her face so I couldn't see it. Her arms and legs were slightly burnt; the clothes around her body were dark with burns and torn to pieces. Her hair had dark spots in it. She looked like a mess, like she should be dead. But her body still shook.
"Bella?" I choked out, hoping to god that I was right.
Her hands slowly moved from her face, her hands shaking. She looked up at me; her eyes wide in fear, her lips shaking. Her face was dirty and only slightly burned on the left. But she was alive!
"Ma- Ma- Marcus…" she stuttered. Her voice sounded so small.
"I am so sorry Bella. I am so sorry." I whispered to her. I carefully lifted her into my arms, trying not to cause her anymore pain.
Bella kept shaking as she looked around the room. Her eyes fell on Katrina and her body stiffened. I'm sure if she could she would be crying. And why not? Katrina protected her. Katrina kept her alive. Katrina was a perfect mother. And she was gone.
"Bella. We have to go." I whispered to her. I was sure that Alexander and the dead vampires in the hallway weren't the only vampires in Paris that are going to try and hurt her.
She didn't say anything. She just stared at Katrina. I wrapped her up in my cloak and carried her out of that damned place. The humans stared at us; whispering to each other, wondering if the child the pale man was carrying was alright.
It was funny. Bella and I've always hunted the humans. Now we were the hunted.