Love At First Sight

Chapter Five

(What she wakes up in⬆️)

Isaiah

"Claire!" I immediately started CPR while Noah blurred around the room, tearing through drawers and cabinets.

"What are you looking for?" I shouted. Noah didn't answer. A second later he appeared beside me holding a large syringe.

"Move." He shoved my hands aside and drove the needle straight into Claire's chest. "What is that?"

"Marcus's venom," Noah said grimly as he pushed the plunger down. "His venom is stronger than ours. We agreed we'd use it if the worst happened."

The last drop disappeared into her bloodstream. Then nothing. No movement. No gasp. No screams. We waited. And waited.

"It'll work," Noah said, though he sounded like he was trying to convince himself. "The morphine is slowing everything down." I nodded.

"Yeah..." But I couldn't stop staring at her. "...the morphine."

Claire

Pain. Nothing but pain. It burned through every nerve in my body. I wanted to scream, but I couldn't. Memories flashed before my eyes.

One after another. Faster and faster. Then I saw him. Jasper. We stood together in our meadow beneath a warm afternoon sun.

His skin sparkled like diamonds as we swayed slowly to music that wasn't really there. His golden eyes never left mine.

I watched the memory version of myself laugh as Jasper leaned down and whispered something against her ear. Then he kissed her. My chest ached.

I reached for him. The memory shattered. More memories replaced it. My first day of school. Charlie teaching me how to ride a bike.

Sam teaching me to fish. Meeting Jasper. Falling in love. Leaving Forks. Finding out I was pregnant.

Then—Charlie holding me for the very first time. His eyes full of wonder. The memory faded into darkness.