I lost all track of time as I lay there in agony. Why hadn’t anyone come looking for me?
I sensed a change in the burning, and then slowly the burning seemed to retract from my fingers and toes. The difference was so extremely small that I could hardly tell it was there. But sure enough the difference slowly became larger. Soon my hands and my feet were free, then my legs and arms. Every centimeter that the burning retracted the fire in my heart intensified. The burning kept retreating until it only remained in my heart. My heart stuttered once and a few moments later it stuttered once more, then it stopped. The pain subsided and I noticed that the pain I had before the burning was gone. I sat up and opened my eyes. Everything was clear as crystal!
I could see that my cell was a small room around seven feet by five feet with the table I was laying on smack dab in the middle. A sudden need to escape overcame me and I went straight to the door. I grasped the handle and yanked, hard. The door ripped out of the wall. Amazed with my new found strength I set the door down and put it back in place after I had stepped out.
How did this happen? Before I even finished the thought, I knew. James had turned me into a vampire. I tried to remember what had happened. I remember coming to Phoenix and I remembered finding the connection between James and the ballet studio…oh god! Bella! I rushed up the stairs to the main level. I zipped through the corridors looking for the door. Almost there when a flash of something caught my eye.
I backtracked and saw that it was a mirror. I look in to see my reflection. I gasped.