Blood. Blood. BLOOD! I saw red and quickly scrambled to my feet, trying to make it outside before I messed up their house. I never made it—I threw up all over the white rug in the foyer. I groaned, vaguely hearing everyone screaming and yelling.
"Get him OUT!" I heard Bella scream. "He can't BREATHE! Do it NOW!"
I heard other shouts, but Bella's screaming drowned it all out. On the upside they were upstairs—and I did not just make a pathetic pun. On the downside, there was blood all over the living room.
"NO! NOW—!" Bella's scream was cut off.
With my eyes closed, I slowly stumbled up the stairs, snail-pace; any faster would make me puke again. I didn't know why the heck I was going up there, that's where there was gonna be so much blood! It didn't matter; I needed Jasper to use his super-powers to calm me down. I just realized I was hyperventilating.
"Let the morphine spread!" I heard Edward shout.
"There's no time!" That was Rosalie. "He's dying!"
I was about halfway up the stairs—about two minutes later—when I heard a shout from Edward. "No, Rose!" And then a big crash. There was a series of crashes, and I knew Jacob was trying to control Rosalie.
"Alice, get her out of here!" I heard Edward shout when the crashing subsided. "Take her to Jasper and keep her there! Jacob, I need you!"
"Alice," I whispered feebly, knowing she could hear me. "I think I might need Jasper's calming super-powers, too."
In a flash, I felt cold arms around my waist, and then in another flash, I was in a library—a different one, thank God. Jasper, who was standing in the corner, looked awful tense and didn't appear to be breathing. Rosalie was a few feet away from him, also not breathing, and looked ready to kill. Emmett stood next to her with an arm around her shoulders, comforting her. Immediately, I felt a wave of calm, and I gratefully accepted it, helping myself to calm down.
Alice stayed in the room with us. "Erin," she moaned. "Please tell me everything will be fine."
I didn't answer her. I just stared blankly out the window, not taking anything in except the screams coming from the other room.
"Get her breathing! I've got to get him out before—" Edward was cut off by a loud, sharp crack.
"Her spine," I whimpered. Something this traumatic was not healthy for me.
"Get it out of her!" Jake snarled. "She won't feel anything now!"
It was silent to me, but to the four vampires in the room with me, the commotion going on was like being screamed at. Probably sensing how tense I was, Jasper sent another wave of calm towards me. That helped a little bit.
"You stay with me now, Bella!" Jake yelled at her. "Do you hear me? Stay! You're not leaving me. Keep your heart beating!"
Silence, and then the people around me gasped. "She's out, isn't she?" I whispered quietly. They nodded. Rosalie looked like she would kill to get to that baby. I sighed. "Good."
After three minutes exactly—I was keeping track for my sake—everyone stiffened. I feared the worst. "Bella's heart—?"
They nodded. I closed my eyes and whispered, "She'll be fine." When I opened my eyes again, everyone was looking at me like I was crazy, but didn't question my knowledge. Rosalie looked like she was hesitating. "Go." I whispered to her. And she flitted out of the room.
"Take the baby," I heard Edward say urgently.
"Throw it out the window," Jake shot back. I sort of let out a pathetic chuckle, and I heard growling.
I shook my head as I heard Rosalie's voice chime. "Give her to me." I faintly heard them growl. "I've got it under control. Give me the baby, Edward. I'll take care of her until Bella…"
Rosalie came back into the library. Oh, my gosh! Renessmee was perfect. As soon as she saw me, she leaned a little towards me and reached her arms towards me.
"Renessmee, no," Rosalie told her softly.
"I'll take her as long as she doesn't bite me," I said, chuckling a little. "And if she does, she's not venomous."
After the little girl was cleaned up and put in a cute pink dress, I got to hold her. "Hi, I'm Erin."
She held her hand up to my face. Instantly, I saw an image of Bella all bloody and bruised and gross. There was a question with the image.
"She'll be okay," I told the baby. "I'm taking her downstairs. After I do something, you can have her, Rose."
Renessmee put her hand on my face again; it was warm. I saw an image of blood—she was thirsty, and I smelled good to her.
"I know you're thirsty," I said, sitting down at the dining room table. "But you'll have to wait. Auntie Rosie will feed you after we do something, ok?"
I made sure I was blocking my mind from Edward. Hmm, what if…? I blocked my mind from Renessmee as she put her hand up to my face again. I saw an image of Jacob. Interesting, so my their
"Yeah, we're going to make fun of him," I chuckled a bit. I saw a blanket draped over one of the chairs, and grabbed that. "I'm gonna need to hide you under this for a few seconds. Are you ok with that?"
She touched my face, and answered my question. Yes.
"Good, otherwise our little joke won't work," I said. Technically, it wasn't a joke. But it was before the imprinting. "After you see him, it won't be a joke anymore, though, ok?"
The look in her eyes meant she understood. Seconds later, I heard footsteps pounding on the staircase, and I quickly but gently draped the blanket over the little angel.
"I know you have it," Jake growled at me, his body shaking.
"Jacob, I would like you to meet the object of your imprinting!" I said, placing a hand on the blanket, getting ready to take it off.
"Very funny," he growled again, his body shaking harder.
"Why would I lie?" I whipped the blanket off gently, letting them see each other. "You're perfect together!"
The hard, angry expression on Jacob's face instantly became soft as he came to a realization.
After about a minute of silence, Jake spoke again. "That's messed up."
Renessmee, knowing that my mission was accomplished, put her hand to my cheek again. I saw a cup of blood. "Ok, now you can have Auntie Rosie feed you."
Rose was downstairs in an instant and I handed Renessmee to her.
I sighed. "I've always wanted to do that."
Meanwhile, upstairs, I knew a frantic pounding, a racing beat was sounding out. A changing heart.
Bella was alive.