Twilight 23. THE ANGEL

23. THE ANGELAs I drifted, I dreamed.Where I floated, chthonic the dark water, I heard the happiest sound my mind could conjure up as beautiful, as uplifting, as it was ghastly. It was an other(a) snarl a deeper, wilder roar that rang with fury.I was brought back, almost to the surface, by a great aggravator slashing myupraised script, but I couldnt find my way back far decorous to open my eyes.And then I knew I was dead.Because, through the heavy water, I heard the sound of an nonsuch calling my name, calling me to the only heaven I cute.Oh no, Bella, no the ideals vocalism cried in horror.Behind that longed-for sound was another noise an awful tumult that my mind shied away from. A vicious bass growling, a shocking snapping sound, and a high keening, suddenly breaking offI tried to focalise on the angels character instead.Bella, please Bella, listen to me, please, please, Bella, please he begged.Yes, I wanted to say. Anything. however I couldnt find my lips.Carlisle the angel called, agony in his perfect voice. Bella, Bella, no, oh please, no, no And the angel was sobbing tearless, broken sobs.The angel shouldnt weep, it was wrong. I tried to find him, to tell him everything was fine, but the water was so deep, it was pressing on me, and I couldnt breathe. on that point was a point of pressure against my headspring. It hurt. Then, as that pain broke through the darkness to me, other tune came, stronger pains. I cried bulge out, gasping, breaking through the dark pool.Bella the angel cried.Shes disordered some blood, but the head wound isnt deep, a calm voice informed me. Watch out for her peg, its broken.A howl of craze strangled on the angels lips.I felt a sharp stab in my side. This couldnt be heaven, could it? There was too much pain for that.Some ribs, too, I think, the methodical voice continued.But the sharp pains were fading. There was a new pain, a scalding pain in my hand that was overshadowing everything else.Someone was burning at the stake me.Edward. I tried to tell him, but my voice was so heavy and slow. I couldnt understand myself.Bella, youre going to be fine. Can you hear me, Bella? I love you.Edward, I tried again. My voice was a little clearer.Yes, Im here.It hurts, I whimpered.I know, Bella, I know and then, away from me, anguished cant you do anything?My bag, please Hold your breath, Alice, it will help, Carlisle promised.Alice? I groaned.Shes here, she knew where to find you.My hand hurts, I tried to tell him.I know, Bella. Carlisle will give you something, it will stop.My hand is burning I screamed, finally breaking through the last of the darkness, my eyes fluttering open. I couldnt imagine his face, something dark and warm was clouding my eyes. Why couldnt they see the fervour and put it out?His voice was frightened. Bella?The onrush Someone stop the sex I screamed as it burned me.Carlisle Her handHe bit her. Carlisles voice was no longer calm, it was appalled.I heard Edward catch his b reath in horror. Edward, you have to do it. It was Alices voice, sozzled by my head. Cool fingers brushed at the wetness in my eyes.No he bellowed.Alice, I moaned.There may be a chance, Carlisle said.What? Edward begged.See if you can suck the venom back out. The wound is fairly clean. As Carlisle spoke, I could feel more pressure on my head, something poking and pulling at my scalp. The pain of it was lost in the pain of the flack.Will that work? Alices voice was strained.I dont know, Carlisle said. But we have to hurry.Carlisle, I Edward hesitated. I dont know if I can do that. There was agony in his beautiful voice again.Its your decision, Edward, either way. I cant help you. I have to get this bleeding stopped here if youre going to be taking blood from her hand.I writhed in the grip of the fiery torture, the movement making the pain in my leg flare sickeningly.Edward I screamed. I realized my eyes were closed again. I undecided them, desperate to find his face. And I found him. Finally, I could see his perfect face, staring at me, depraved into a mask of indecision and pain.Alice, get me something to brace her leg Carlisle was bent over me, working on my head. Edward, you must do it now, or it will be too late.Edwards face was drawn. I watched his eyes as the doubt was suddenly replaced with a blazing determination. His jaw tightened. I felt his cool, strong fingers on my burning hand, locking it in place. Then his head bent over it, and his cold lips pressed against my skin.At depression the pain was worse. I screamed and thrashed against the cool hands that held me back. I heard Alices voice, trying to calm me. Something heavy held my leg to the floor, and Carlisle had my head locked in the vise of his stone arms.Then, slowly, my writhing calmed as my hand grew more and more numb. The fire was dulling, focusing into an ever-smaller point.I felt my consciousness slipping as the pain subsided. I was afraid to chance upon into the black waters agai n, afraid I would lose him in the darkness.Edward, I tried to say, but I couldnt hear my voice. They could hear me.Hes right here, Bella.Stay, Edward, stay with meI will. His voice was strained, but somehow triumphant.I sighed contentedly. The fire was gone, the other pains dulled by a sleepiness seeping through my body.Is it all out? Carlisle asked from somewhere far away.Her blood tastes clean, Edward said quietly. I can taste the morphine.Bella? Carlisle called to me.I tried to answer. Mmmmm?Is the fire gone?Yes, I sighed. Thank you, Edward.I love you, he answered.I know, I breathed, so tired.I heard my favorite sound in the world Edwards quiet laugh, weak with relief.Bella? Carlisle asked again.I frowned I wanted to sleep. What?Where is your mother?In Florida, I sighed. He tricked me, Edward. He watched our videos. The outrage in my voice was pitifully frail.But that reminded me.Alice. I tried to open my eyes. Alice, the video he knew you, Alice, he knew where you came from. I meant to speak urgently, but my voice was feeble. I smell gasoline, I added, surprised through the haze in my brain.Its time to move her, Carlisle said.No, I want to sleep, I complained.You can sleep, sweetheart, Ill carry you, Edward soothed me.And I was in his arms, cradled against his chest floating, all the pain gone. quiescence now, Bella were the last words I heard.