Raging Fire
Bella's Point Of View
Chapter Twelve
The pain was unbearable. Inescapable. Unavoidable. It was everywhere, racing with burning power through my veins, screaming out in anger as it attacked my heart.
I knew what was happening.
My mind was taken over by the pain, unable to function any other rational thought. My legs and arms thrashed out as I screamed, and my back arched, but I barely felt it leave the cold stone floor. Every now and then, I would think that I felt a slight pressure pushing down over my mouth, muffling my screams. My sub conscious wondered if it might be Victoria, but I had no way to tell. Nothing felt cold to me through this blistering heat. I longed for it to stop. I longed for Lyra. And I longed for Edward. I longed for him to come and find me like he used to, the way he had always been there before whenever I had ever needed him.
His name was the one that I ended up screaming again and again through the first day. By the second, it had began to mingle in with Lyra's and once, even, my mothers.
By the third- I no longer screamed.
I just waited.