Sunrise

1. Different Lives(449)

The woman cried out as another spasm of pain shot through her body. Biting her lip, she tried to quiet her screams. He'd be angry if she made to much noise, and after being away from him so long, the last thing she wanted to do was make him angry.

He'll come. She thought. He'll be here.

It was 10:33 at night and she was alone in the hotel room of Seattle Platanian. Her head rolled back against the glass door that led to the balcony. With sweat dripping down her face, she looked outside at the sky where fireworks popped up in the air. It was July 4th, everyone was out celebrating with their friends and family while she waited for her mystery man.

Her mind drifted back to that, cold, Friday night of November. She and a couple of girlfriends decided to go out clubbing. It was ladies night so they got in free. She remembered sitting at the bar, searching the crowd of wasted people for him. He always came on Fridays, it wasn't the first time she saw him. His pale skin made him stick out, like a fly in milk, among the sun kissed people of Port Angeles.

His hair was blonde, unlike her fiery red locks, and he always wore that black leather jacket that smelled like smoke. But despite all his normal good looking qualities, it was his eyes that drew her in. Violet pools of creamy silk, that looked inhumane, called to her every time.

"Looking for someone?" His voice, a low husky rumble, sent a ripple of shivering awareness down her spine. Twisting in her stool, she faced him. Her breath escaped her body at the sight he presented. He didn't look like anyone she'd ever met before.

That's how it always happened. She'd come early to get a seat at the bar. Look through the crowd to see if she could find him, but it was no use. He always found her. That night was supposed to be like every other Friday. No names were exchanged, pleasantries were left unsaid, and they always went to Seattle Platanian. Room 12 on the 6th floor. That's were she was now, only this time he wasn't there. He wasn't coming this time.

"Ahh!" She screamed. Her breathing became more uncontrollable. It was time, she couldn't wait any longer! Taking a deep breathed, she pushed. Hard. In the back of her head she could hear someone running towards her room.

He's here, he came. She thought, as the sound of her baby's cries filled the air. Releasing a breath she let her head fall back before patches of darkness blocked her vision.

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It was September 10th, 10:43 PM, when it happened.

The pain was bewildering. She didn't understand, couldn't make since of what was happening. Her body tried to reject the pain, and she was sucked again and again into a blackness that cut out whole seconds or maybe even minutes of the agony.

"Get him out!" She screamed to her lover. "He can't breath! Do it now!" How long had passed? Seconds or minutes? The pain was gone. Numb. She couldn't feel.

"You stay with me now, Bella! Do you hear me? Stay! You're not leaving me. Keep your heart beating!"

She cried out as something pulled at her stomach. What was taking so long? Why weren't they saving her baby. He promised she thought. Edward has to save our child!

"Just do it! Forget about the morphine. Please!" She screamed as she felt her ribs start to break.

She tried to feel her heart, to find it, but she was so lost inside her own body. She couldn't feel things she should, nothing felt in the right place. Her mind was all jumbled. When she finally found her heart, she felt it slow down. At that point she just wanted to sleep.

No! Her head thundered. I have been through to much in my life to let this take me. I'm gonna survive, I have to. Her thoughts whispered. Death would have to wait. She wasn't going to let it steal away the chance of watching her baby grow up.