Is this what death is like? it's just dark. I appreciate the fact that it doesnt hurt anymore, though. It was cold here too, but I wasnt on any sort of land. It felt as though I was floating, but not in water. It kind've felt like I was stuck in a giant bowl of jello. I couldn't move at all, despite my struggles to wiggle out of this terrible substance I was being stangled in.
I strained my neck and tried to look down at my body. I was naked, but it felt normal. There were no bullet holes, but my treasured tattoos still made my body a wonderful canvas. I screamed as loud as I could, but it felt as though nothing came out of my mouth. I dont think there was any air here in this place that seemed to be showing me its true face to be hell.
I screamed and cried and begged someone or something, anything to get me out of this place. It was torture and I couldnt bear it a second longer. I'd rather burn in the loud, firey traditional hell that we learned about when we were young. Anything but this.
I began to feel a warmth in my body. And I itched to be able to move my limbs again. The warmth started at my lips, and into my mouth. It swarmed into my head, and made its way down my neck and through my torso. It went down through my hips and into my legs and I felt rejuvinated. My mind raced, I had no idea what this feeling was. But that wonderful feeling was soon ripped away from me as I got the feeling of something ripping through my shoulder and ribs and stomach.
A seering pain hit me, and it felt like like someone was pouring salt and alcohol into my wounds, and then tried ripping it open some more. I hated the fact that I couldnt pass out in this place.
I wanted only to die right now. A peaceful, non painful death. I screamed Bella's name over and over but to no avail. The image of her face, ran through my mind over and over. I just wanted to be in her loving grasp right now. I closed my eyes and gave up. I let the undescribable seering pain overwhelm me and consume me.
The pain didnt subside, but my skin began to warm up. My mind felt completly fried, but it was helping me numb myself. I still couldnt move my body, though I though my fingers were wiggling. It took all of my strength to open my eyes again, and I saw the bright yellow sun, beating down on me. I squinted slightly as I struggled to look around. A small weight was on my chest, and I slowly looked down to see Bella laying face down on my chest covered in blood. More surprisingly, her wrist lay on my lips. I licked my lips slightly and tasted her sweet blood, a taste that i would always know.
I gasped and pushed myself up, and I screamed in agony as the holes in my body stretched. Bella seemed to wake up, and her faced looked drained as she looked up at me. She rolled off onto the sand and exhaled. I struggled to breath as I laid in pain, and Bella struggled to her feet and began to clean my wounds again. They apeared to have stopped bleeding but she gave me something to bite down on. I bit down on it obediantly but wasnt sure what she was up to.
I soon realized why I was biting down, as she dug her nails into the bullet hole in my stomach. I groaned helplessly as she dug around for the bullet. Tears streamed down the sides of my face as she finally pulled the piece of lead out. "shush baby, its ok. that ones all done." she soothed me and brushed my hair away from my face. The fire in my throat felt as though it was melting a hole through my neck at the scent of all the blood.
Bella took the last bullet out of my shoulder, much quicker than the one in my stomach and then she cleaned it was well as she could, and wrapped it as well as she could using the first aid kits from the boat. She pulled me under a nice shady palm tree, where she laid me across her lap. Her soft thighs felt like home to me. And this small moment of piece under the palm tree with her was the best feeling i've had in a while. I fell asleep, and so did she after a couple of hours.
We woke up later that night, and it had gotten rather chilly on the island. I built up enough strength to stand, but Bella thought other wise. "sit your ass down, i'll go get our bags from the boat." she said very sternly and I plopped back down to rest. I watched her climb up onto the boat and found my self staring at her ass, in those cute baby blue shorts I got her at the begining of the summer.
I chuckled to myself and looked away, but then I heard her scream and I got to my feet as quickly as I could. I stumbled my way to the boat and struggled to pull myself up onto it. Once I got onto the boat I saw one of the men who was chasing us before, on top of Bella. I hissed violently and my instincts took over as the pain from my wounds completly dissapeared and I pounced on him.
I tackled him off of her and I pinned him against the wall of the boat. He struggled but I felt the rage coursing through my veins. I ripped his left arm off completly. severing it at the shoulder, and tossing it into the ocean where I noticed that his friends lifeless body was floating. He screamed in pain, but I felt no sympathy whatsoever. I continued to torture him, "how dare you touch her!" I roared, and I mangled his right leg, rendering it useless unless he was feeding it to a dog.
He fell to the floor in front of me, on his knee, begging me for mercy. I answered his call coldly, as I gripped the sides of his head, and tore it off his neck. The blood spat out, and oozed on the deck of the boat, as I breathed heavy and began to feel the adrenaline rush subside.
Bella came behind me, and wrapped her arms around my stomach and I winced when her hand neared my wound. She turned me to face her and put her hand on each side of my face. "I'm okay baby, calm down now. let's get off the boat." she said softly and I nodded and we both hopped off the boat.
I was relieved when we walked back under the palm tree and Bella sat between my legs and leaned back against my chest. "let's go to sleep baby, then tomorrow we can go looking around the island." she said to me, and twirled some of my hair in her fingers. "that sounds lovely." I replied as I began to shut my eyes.
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The Midnight Love
VampireBobby wasn't always the normal type. Long hair, tattoos and tight clothing always set him apart. but when Bella leaves him unexpectedly, his journey begins and his non-normalness will be the least of his worries. especially when he is forced to join...