MPOV
Pain. A broken leg a million times over was nothing to this. A heart attack was a flick in the ear next to this. Having third degree burns was someone stubbing your toe next to this. Being butchered and shot then jumping into a vat of lemon juice was like a paper cut, next to this. Swallowing a razor blade was like swallowing a grape by mistake, next to this.
Now imagine that burn. You suck your finger and try to ignore the pain. I would have rather had that on my entire body. Now imagine that burn was on every blood cell, every vein, every nerve and every last fragment of your entire body. Multiply that by three days.
I screamed. I cried. I yelled for someone to just kill me and put me out of my misery. I thought of many things. Deaths, I wish had happened to me. Goals, that I had never accomplished. Dreams, that I had never lived. Bella's smile when she agreed to go out with me…
The pain began to weaken. Once blinded, I found that I could open my eyes. I could wiggle my fingers around. The fire was wearing out. I imagined weakly dozens of little firemen putting out the fire in my veins as I thought of it. It was ending. Was I in hell? Surely if I was, the pain would have ended. Or was that just death? Would I wake up in heaven? That was not a nightmare. That was a billion times worse than any nightmare any scared child had ever had.
I opened my eyes. Everything was so much more… defined. What the hell? Edward Cullen was sitting there; opposite of where I lay. We were in a room filled with windows. It was so fancy; it could only be his house. He looked terrible. There were really huge circles under his eyes and he looked like he was in pain. He didn't know pain. Only I did.
"Are you okay?" Edward asked me quietly.
"What happened?" I mumbled.
I was completely aware that this was the guy I had fantasised about killing the other day. I didn't care right now. I just wanted to know if I was dead. I wanted to know what I had done to deserve it. I wanted to know why my throat burned.
"I'm sorry." Edward mumbled.
"Oh God. I did die, then?" I gasped.
"Worse."
"Hell?" I tried.
"I suppose that's one way to put it, but in a technical term, no."
"Tell me what the hell is going on." I demanded.
Edward sighed heavily.
"What… I am about to tell you is not easy. I've only had to explain this twice before. Please be patient and hear me out. I'm begging you." Edward said quietly.
I nodded. I was very aware that if I didn't agree, he wouldn't tell me anything. That wasn't acceptable.
"Go on." I urged.
"My family and I are vampires. We don't drink human blood. Jasper and I were hunting. I'm sorry to say that Jasper found it irresistible. I tried to pull him off of you but it was too late. I'm sorry. I should have let you die. This is way worse than dying."
I gaped at him.
"Really funny, Cullen." I snickered.
"Please hear me out. Do you feel that burning in your throat? Have you looked in the mirror? Have you tried your strength? Have you tried running?" Edward asked me quickly.
"Gimme a mirror." I demanded.
Edward handed me a large oval mirror. I looked at myself for the first time. Holy shit, I was hot. My face was pale and I had circles underneath my eyes. But there was more. I was freaking handsome. Not that I wasn't the lady's choice before but now… wow. The only thing was my red eyes…
I tried to follow some more advice. I twitched my fingers slightly and the mirror snapped cleanly in two. Wow. I stood up and tried to run to the end of the hallway. The wind whipped through my golden hair and I was there in less than half a second. Double wow. Okay, well I guessed that I should probably listen to him. I walked over and sat back down.
"You have my attention." I said stiffly. He chuckled.
"Jasper was drinking from you. Our teeth are coated with venom. One bite will send the venom up the veins. The transformation takes three days. We've all done it. By the time I had pulled Jasper off of you, it was too late. It had spread to far for me to suck the venom out. I should have killed you. You would have been better off…" he shook his head.
"Being a vampire, we have unbelievable strength, thirst, though we solve it by drinking from animals instead of humans, we can run impossibly fast and our appearance changes. You have red eyes because you are a newborn vampire. There is still blood in your system. That's why you're slightly stronger than the rest of us."
"Vampires are also immortal. I am almost one hundred and ten. Carlisle is the oldest. He's over three hundred now. I can read thoughts. Jasper can feel and control emotions. Alice has premonitions. Sometimes, vampires bring in special qualities." Edward eyed me carefully.
"Do I have anything?" I asked eagerly.
"As far as I know, just the same amount of annoyance." Edward muttered.
I was really surprised when I growled. How strange.
"When will I know?"
"Only time can tell."
"Can I still go to school?"
"And massacre everyone? I think not. I nearly did that to Bella my first day here. That's another thing. Some humans' blood are more appetising than others. After a hundred years of learning self control and being among humans, I very nearly almost killed everyone in class for Bella, including you." He eyed me fiercely.
"Why have you been hanging around her than?" I asked.
EPOV
He was certainly asking a lot of questions about Bella and school. I couldn't very well tell him that I had learned to love the girl, it would repulse him and make him even harder to live with. To my dismay, he was now my responsibility. Jasper had gone to visit Tania for a while and Carlisle had work. Emmett merely laughed with Rosalie and Alice tried to be supportive. Esme just stayed out of it completely.
"I've been trying to get used to her scent, so we don't have to move because of me." I lied smoothly. It was partially the truth, after all.
He nodded.
"How is this going to work then?" Mike asked.
As in, how are we going to live together when we hate each other? Mike added.
"I have no clue. I know we both hate each other, but until I straighten this out, you'll have to stay with us for a couple of years. Then you can go your own way or stay with us." I shrugged.
"I forgot that you can read thoughts…" he muttered. No wonder everyone thinks that they're freaks. Ha! I hope you could hear that, brother!
We both shuddered when he used the term, brother. I had to take care of my enemy like a pet. This was going to be one long year.
"I want to go back to school soon," Mike said. I started to protest but he kept going. "If you still have a chance as a vampire with her, than I do too."
I gaped at him.