I shook as the driver pulled up to the sidewalk next to the Ballet Studio. I nodded to the driver, then he took off. The yellow chipped taxi zooming off into the pitch black darkness. I glanced at the doors to the ballet studio. Rigid, old wood framed delicate paned glass. I grasped the rusty old handle and heaved with all my might to open it, expecting it to be heavy. Which it wasn't and I flew backwards. I fell into the door but kept half my balance. I quietly stepped into the studio.
"Bella.. Bella, Bella where are you?"
Mom.
I ran towards her voice in frantic movements. The sound was coming from the swinging door closet. I flung it open as hard as I could. I saw infront of me a plasma screen T.V surounding by boxes. A video of me and my mother talking were playing.. I was six years old in this video..
"See.. now that's my favorite part.."
I turned around quickly to see who was speaking but I really didn't need to.
James. He was standing somewhere I couldn't see him. Though mirror images of him reflected off the walls. His head was cocked and he was wearing a worn greenish jacket and torn jeans. No shoes.
"She's not even here.."
He shoved me up against the wall and engluffed my scent with a huge breath. His neck crooked to the ceiling and his eyes closed. Seems he was enjoying himself. He let a loose smile escape his controlled features.
He stepped away from me and I pinned myself to the wall, not wanting to touch him. He pulled something from behind his back with the hand that hadn't held me to the wall. It was silver and had a side flipping screen. A video camera?
"I borrowed this from your house. Hope you don't mind."
My brow pulled together and I grimaced at him. I felt for the pepper spray in my jacket pocket. I got the feel of the nozzle then started to walk away from him, in the direction of his right shoulder. As I did. I brang the pepper spray can in front of his face and pressed down hard on the nozzle. It sprayed directly into his right eye, the right side of his nose and his mouth. Bingo.
Well.. Not really. I'd almost forgotten that James was also a vampire. Pepper spray didn't effect him at all. He let go of a loose growl and jumped maybe 9 feet in the air and flew.. like literaly flew over me and landed gracefully on his bare feet. He gave me a stern dissapointed look and grabbed me by my arm and made me crash to the ground. Sliding across the smooth wood and slicing my head open on a square pillar.
I put my ivory hand up to my punctured head and when it came down it was covered in scarlet. Blood leaked immensely from my head. I began to feel light headed. James walked over to me in the process he grinned widely and said
"Beautiful.."
He came over with the video camera in my face again.
"Tell Edward how much it hurts.."
I looked away from him and leaned on my right forearm covered with blood. He then kneeled down and snapped my shin bone. I heard the raw splintering of the ivory inside of me. I screamed in pain my face contorted and my eyes wide with emotion that couldn't be placed on my features.
"Tell him! Tell him to avenge you!" he spat in my face baring all of his sparkling, razor sharp teeth.
"No, Edward! Don't!" I writhed. Spreading scarlet with my forearm across the soft honey wood.
At that moment a light flash of blue came into focus. Edward. He rammed James away from me with effort I'd never seen him use before. I became hopeful, yet it did not show on my face. He ran back over to me with insane speed and picked me up carefully. He paused and said
"I'm so sorry.."
Then lifted straight into the air. We almost got to the balcony where he'd come from but James was back on his feet. He lashed Edward's ankle and pulled him down with unnesessary force. Edward's grip went from strong and gentle to loose and regretful. A pang of sadness went through me as I flew through the air. I knew he wouldn't get hurt.. but..
Then from sadness, I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my left hand. My jaw dropped with the sudden afliction, I couldn't find my voice. I reached slowly with my right hand to the now gushing rustic smelling liquid. I grasped the glass shard that was there and yanked it out. My face again contorted with agony. My leg throbbed. I'd been slashed there with a larger piece of glass that'd fallen. James had thrown Edward into the window above and I bet that's where the glass came from. James then walked over to me in angry and unsatifaction. He glared into my eyes and whispered
"Don't worry it'll only hurt a bit.."
He brang my right forearm to his mouth then bit down, hard. I screamed in agony. My hand now burning like it was being charred and smoked in a fire. It was unbearable, I didn't think I'd live. Yet, I was loosing a lot of blood.. The world became a blur, and I lay there trying to make out the fight between James and Edward. I hear a thud, but it did not come from either of the two boys fighting. They did not seem to reconize it. Then out of the corner of my eye I saw Emmett and Jasper holding James to a pillar and Edward growling deeply, it didn't sound like him at all.
"It's going to be okay, Bella, Hang in there."
It was Alice. I was very greatful she'd been there for me. Invisibly engulffed in flames, my hand was scorching, like it'd hit the surface of the sun.
"Carlisle!" He rushed over.
I saw Jasper and Emmett take James over to the orange yellow glow on the floor.. I identified it as fire even though it started to look like a fruit. I'd lost more blood than I'd thought. Edward walked over to Carlisle, Alice, and I.
"She's loosing too much blood. Alice give me your belt." He pushed hard on the wound, though the fiery burn in my hand throbbed with pain much worse than that wound.
"Tie it above my hands." Alice did as she was told.
"There's too much blood.. I'm sorry Carlisle.." She walked over to where Emmett and Jasper were holding James. The amazingly sweet and kind hearted Alice that'd I'd known changed for a split second. She almost became rabid.. She jumped up onto James's thighs and took hold of his head, cracked it in three places and then broke it off. After, she threw the head into the burning glow like a small object she was bored with.
"She only has minutes left Edward make a choice."
"What are my options?" He asked staring blankly into my pain smothered eyes. No response. Carlisle was busy tightning the belt so blood would no longer flow to the gouged area.
"Carlisle..." Edward said impatiently. Carlisle turned to him and said
"You have to suck the venom out or let the change happen." He said bluntly.
"You know I won't be able to stop.."
"Find the will to stop. Remember who you are." Edward turned his head to me slowly and said in pain
"I'm gonna make it go away, Bella..
I'm gonna make it go away..."
He lifted my arm gently and put his mouth where the intensity of the fire burned with an angry, immortal passion. He swept away the pain that'd been crippling my nerves..
Soon after though, my vision faded and I had no control over my body. My eyes clacked to into each other and my tense muscles loosened and my body became dead weight. Everything around me began to fade..
"Edward, stop, her blood is clean your killing her."
Yet Edward kept his mouth where it was but a pained looked overcame his features, he looked like he wanted to stop, but also, had no control over his body. I had hope though. And, after that thought, I let myself slip away to the blackness waiting for me.