I couldn't cry anymore. I couldn't scream. I was ready for death. I welcomed her with open arms. Death would bring me a release from all this pain after all. My suffering would be over. No more broken pieces. Just an end.
Victoria looked at me. Her eyes glowing red. She wasn't hungry. She was in this for the sport. She wanted to inflict pain on me. On Edward. Oh how she was in for a surprise. I had accepted that death was my friend the moment that I had realized what I had followed into the forest blindly. And Edward. As if he would care what happened to me.
Poor, poor Victoria.
I sat up now. Staring intently at her face. Her bloody eyes. Her expression was smug. She was relishing in her victory. What a hollow victory it would be. She would be accomplishing nothing, except relieving me of my pain. I don't know what was wrong with me. I laughed. Not crazily either. Just a normal laugh. A laugh showing how funny I thought this entire situation to be.
Victoria's face was livid after she heard that sound. "Do you think what I have in store for you is funny?" she asked, her voice approaching the angry honk of a goose. "Do you think I wasted all this time on you only to end it so quickly?"
Her voice was nothing like the musical tones of the Cullen's. I laughed again. I could afford to laugh. Everything would be over soon. I should enjoy my last few moments of life.
Victoria looked at me now. Her face blank. I didn't see the quick strides she took before grabbing my throat in one of her strong hands. She pulled me to my feet and I stared at her, my face calm, accepting. "I managed to break through those pathetic werewolves' defenses. I lured you away from your home. You are about to die as painfully as it is possible. Why are you laughing?" Victoria demanded, her voice thick with her frustration.
"Because, when you kill me," I gasped, "I don't have to remember."
Her hand loosened. I took a deep breath of sweet air. "Remember what?" the vampire snapped.
I spoke without thinking. "Him."
Victoria stared at me before understanding hit her. She laughed. The sound sent chills down my spine. "He left you did he? I was wondering why he hadn't come after me. He finally realized that you were worthless, that you were only a pathetic human after all. Not worth his time. He left you to grow old and die, with only your memories of him and his rejection. How painful!" Victoria rejoiced. She laughed again and I shivered against my will and better judgment.
"I may not be able to hurt him then...but I can still hurt you," she said.
I stared defiantly at her face. Daring her to give me what I wanted. After all what else could she do? Her choices were to kill me or let me go. I could not see her ever letting me walk free, so death was the obvious answer.
"I won't have wasted my time. Your painful memories can haunt you for eternity," she declared.
"No!" I screamed, realizing too late what she intended to do. I did not want this. Not now. Not now that Edward didn't want me. I wanted death. Not an eternal life!
As her teeth bit into my neck a single tear rolled down my cheek. This was not how it was supposed to happen. I never had a chance to say goodbye. To Charlie. To Renee. To Jake. I could feel the fire building now. I was on the floor and the fire was burning hotter and hotter. I screamed but no sound came out. It was spreading from my neck to the rest of my body. The last thing I remembered seeing was Victoria watching me with a cruel smile of satisfaction on her face. I heard her laugh. And then everything went black.
