BPOV
I felt my heart fighting for its ever beat. I knew I was dying and I knew that only a short time was left for me. I had spoken to Edward twice but it didn't seem enough. I wanted to convey my love to him fully and I knew it couldn't be said with my short shallow breaths.
"Bella my love stay with me," he cried into my shoulder. I felt him kiss every reachable place on my body. "I cannot live without you Bella! You cannot do this to me."
"Edward," Carlisle said in a worried tone. "I don't know what else I can do. She seems to be stabilizing but that could change in a minute."
"Bella if you can hear me," Edward began. "I want you to know that you can do this. I will be with you every step of the way. Just please my love, don't give up on me now. Hold on. Stay with me." He kissed my lips gently with his trembling lips. "I love you."
Suddenly I felt as if I was forced into an incinerator. It was like I was burning in my own personal endless hell. "It's working," Carlisle said. "Don't you see Edward?"
"Thank you," Edward whispered. "Thank you for staying with me."
"She should be fine now," Carlisle said with relief.
"Get her out of here," I heard Edward suddenly growl. "Hide Bella in the house. I need to take care of Rosalie."
"Edward no," Carlisle said. "She is our family."
"How can you say that," he yelled. "Look what she did to Bella! Bella almost died because of her Carlisle!"
"I realize this," Carlisle said calmly. "But Edward did you ever consider the facts."
"What are you talking about," Edward asked quickly losing patience. "What facts?"
"She didn't know about Kyle," he said. "She didn't know his true past with Bella or those other women. If she did do you truly believe she would have allowed him anywhere near her?"
"She wanted Bella dead," Edward said angered. "I'm sure she would have done anything to make that happen including using a psychotic rapist! The fact no longer matter."
"But they do my son," Carlisle said. "I know that if she knew then this would all be different." I felt the intense pressure of the burn against my throbbing skin. It felt almost as if someone was stabbing me with millions of daggers then burning me at the stake. I cried out in pain searching for any source of comfort.
"I know my Bella," he whispered softly. He grabbed my hand with the utmost care. It felt as if the ice cold hand of winter was caressing my entire body. It felt incredible next to the burning sensation I was forced to endure.
"Edward," I heard Alice asked.
"What is it Alice," he answered. "I don't have much time to talk."
"I know," she murmured softly. "But I have to tell you something."
"Can it not wait," he asked. "I need to take Bella away from this mess before Rosalie attempts attacking her again."
"She won't," Alice said with a certain absolution to her voice. "Rosalie left."
"What," Edward yelled. "How...Alice where did she go?"
"I don't know," she said defeated. "When you were willing Bella alive she disappeared. The only person she told she was leaving was Emmett."
"Did he go with her," Carlisle asked with a concerned tone again.
"No," she said sadly. "She picked...him up and left quite abruptly. She told Emmett there was no other choice."
"She left Emmett," Edward said asking for validation.
