BURNING

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  • Dedicated to Jazmin owens
                                        

I'M SO SORRY, I WASN'T ALLOWED ON THE LAPTOP, SORRY.

WHO REMEMBERS MIKE?

REMEMBER TO COMMENT!!!

HERE WE GO...

BELLA'S POV.

I let out another heart filled scream, the last thing I knew was that I was unwrapping a gift from Carlisle and Esme, it was mine and Edward's anniversary today.  

EARLIER IN THE DAY...

I couldn't believe it had been six years. I looked at the crystal glass statue of Renesmee, Edward and me, on Christmas Eve, I could see every single grain in the glass, and the intricate twists of the vines, circling the columns that we were standing under. I remember when.....

My thoughts were suddenly interrupted by another scream, then the burning began....

What? I'm a vampire, I don't feel pain, I screamed again, thrashing my body like a fish out of water. I could tell I was abandoned, I was outside, it was pouring with rain, and I was on the wet, muddy ground. My clothes clung to me, the rain did nothing to the burning in my dead veins.

The pain began to dull again, so I was able to think a bit more clearly... What had happened? Who attacked me?

The pain shot through me again, I writhed about and let out a blood curdling scream.

As the fire dulled again, I began to open my eyes, I was weak, and my eyelids fluttered once, but didn't open. I tried again, and this time they opened. I stood up inhumanly fast. Wait! I was a vampire, and I still am, but why was I burning? It felt like the transformation to a vampire, but 15 times as worse.

There were three questions on my mind...

Where am I?

Who brought me here?

And why?

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