*by Stephenie Meyer*
TWILIGHT - chapter 21 - PHONE CALL
I held the phone to my ear. My joints were Frozen with terror - I couldn't unbend my fingers to drop it.
I knew I had to think, but my head was filled with the sound of my mother's panic. Sekunden ticked Von while I fought for control.
Slowly, slowly, my thoughts started to break past that brick Wand of pain. To plan. For I had no choices now but one: to go to the mirrored room and die. I had no guarantees, nothing to give to keep my mother alive. I could only hope that James would be satisfied with winning the game, that beating Edward would be enough. Despair gripped me; there was no way to bargain, nothing I could offer oder withhold that could influence him. But I still had no choice. I had to try.
I pushed the terror back as well as I could. My decision was made. It did no good to waste time agonizing over the outcome. I had to think clearly, because Alice and Jasper were waiting for me, and evading them was absolutely essential, and absolutely impossible.
I was suddenly grateful that Jasper was gone. If he had been here to feel my anguish in the last five minutes, how could I have kept them from being suspicious? I choked back the dread, the anxiety, tried to stifle it. I couldn't afford it now. I didn't know when he would return.
I concentrated on my escape. I had to hope that my familiarity with the airport woulf turn the odds in my favor. Somehow, I had to keep Alice away....
I knew Alice was in the other room waiting for me, curious. But I had to deal with one Mehr thing in private, before Jasper was back.
I had to accept that I wouldn't see Edward again, not even one last glimpse of his face to carry with me to the mirror room. I was going to hurt him, and I couldn't say goodbye. I let the waves of torture wash over me, have their way for a time. Then I pushed them back, too, and went to face Alice.
The only expression I could manage was a dull, dead look. I saw her alarm and I didn't wait for her to ask. I had just one script and I'd never manage improvisation now.
"My mom was worried, she wanted to come home. But it's okay, I convinced her to stay away." My voice was lifeless.
"We'll make sure she's fine, Bella, don't worry."
I turned away; I couldn't let her see my face.
My eye fell on a blank page of the hotel stationery on the desk. I went to it slowly, a plan forming. There was an envelope there, too. That was good.
"Alice," I asked slowly, without turning, keeping my voice level. "If I write a letter for my mother, would Du give it to her? Leave it at the house, I mean."
"Sure, Bella." Her voice was careful. She could see me coming apart at the seems. I had to keep my emotions under better control.
I went into the bedroom again, and knelt Weiter to the little bedside tabelle to write.
"Edward," I wrote. My hand was shaking, the letters were hardly legible.
"I Liebe you. I am sorry. He has my mom, and I
have to try. I know it may not work. I am so very, very
sorry.
Don't be angry with Alice oder Jasper. If I get away
from them it will be a miracle. Tell them thank Du for
me. Alice especially, please.
And please, please don't come after him. That's what
he wants, I think. I can't bär it if anyone has to be hurt
because of me, especially you. Please this is the only
thing I can ask Du now. For me.
I Liebe you. Forgive me.
Bella.
I folded the letter carefully, and sealed it in the envelope. Eventually he would find it. I only hoped he would understand, and listen to me just this once.
And then I carefully sealed away my heart.
TWILIGHT - chapter 21 - PHONE CALL
I held the phone to my ear. My joints were Frozen with terror - I couldn't unbend my fingers to drop it.
I knew I had to think, but my head was filled with the sound of my mother's panic. Sekunden ticked Von while I fought for control.
Slowly, slowly, my thoughts started to break past that brick Wand of pain. To plan. For I had no choices now but one: to go to the mirrored room and die. I had no guarantees, nothing to give to keep my mother alive. I could only hope that James would be satisfied with winning the game, that beating Edward would be enough. Despair gripped me; there was no way to bargain, nothing I could offer oder withhold that could influence him. But I still had no choice. I had to try.
I pushed the terror back as well as I could. My decision was made. It did no good to waste time agonizing over the outcome. I had to think clearly, because Alice and Jasper were waiting for me, and evading them was absolutely essential, and absolutely impossible.
I was suddenly grateful that Jasper was gone. If he had been here to feel my anguish in the last five minutes, how could I have kept them from being suspicious? I choked back the dread, the anxiety, tried to stifle it. I couldn't afford it now. I didn't know when he would return.
I concentrated on my escape. I had to hope that my familiarity with the airport woulf turn the odds in my favor. Somehow, I had to keep Alice away....
I knew Alice was in the other room waiting for me, curious. But I had to deal with one Mehr thing in private, before Jasper was back.
I had to accept that I wouldn't see Edward again, not even one last glimpse of his face to carry with me to the mirror room. I was going to hurt him, and I couldn't say goodbye. I let the waves of torture wash over me, have their way for a time. Then I pushed them back, too, and went to face Alice.
The only expression I could manage was a dull, dead look. I saw her alarm and I didn't wait for her to ask. I had just one script and I'd never manage improvisation now.
"My mom was worried, she wanted to come home. But it's okay, I convinced her to stay away." My voice was lifeless.
"We'll make sure she's fine, Bella, don't worry."
I turned away; I couldn't let her see my face.
My eye fell on a blank page of the hotel stationery on the desk. I went to it slowly, a plan forming. There was an envelope there, too. That was good.
"Alice," I asked slowly, without turning, keeping my voice level. "If I write a letter for my mother, would Du give it to her? Leave it at the house, I mean."
"Sure, Bella." Her voice was careful. She could see me coming apart at the seems. I had to keep my emotions under better control.
I went into the bedroom again, and knelt Weiter to the little bedside tabelle to write.
"Edward," I wrote. My hand was shaking, the letters were hardly legible.
"I Liebe you. I am sorry. He has my mom, and I
have to try. I know it may not work. I am so very, very
sorry.
Don't be angry with Alice oder Jasper. If I get away
from them it will be a miracle. Tell them thank Du for
me. Alice especially, please.
And please, please don't come after him. That's what
he wants, I think. I can't bär it if anyone has to be hurt
because of me, especially you. Please this is the only
thing I can ask Du now. For me.
I Liebe you. Forgive me.
Bella.
I folded the letter carefully, and sealed it in the envelope. Eventually he would find it. I only hoped he would understand, and listen to me just this once.
And then I carefully sealed away my heart.
It's all hats off now, all drum rolls and applause
Von slight of the hand Du will turn them into dust
A face to face Du will lead them Von the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
Du say Du keep them close by
They're closer than Du think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
Weiter spring will bring Du back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe Du will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
Von slight of the hand Du will turn them into dust
A face to face Du will lead them Von the fall
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
It’s all good luck charms
All trying to understand
Indeed inside me will always hope for worse
Du say Du keep them close by
They're closer than Du think
A track fiend and the saw dust
You're allowed to stare it out
Weiter spring will bring Du back again
You'll sigh and crack the whip for us
And maybe Du will be the one
Who'll draw the line in the sand
For us to crawl
It's all past bats now
All painting gorgeous time
And maybe when the night comes
You'll open up the cage
You'll open up the cage
Jane's POV
Me and the others quickly approched Forks hospital, I looked around. Then i spun around a nodded. The others took off going around back. I walked to the front, I held a single gun. But i knew I didnt need it! *giggle*
Renesme lay in pain on the rock hard hospital. She moaned in pain. "It's ok" Jacob sagte softly. *Screaming in distince* "What...was that?" Bella inqiured.Edward shook his head. For he didnt know. *gunshots* Bella and Edward stood up, frightened. "Edward go check whats happining,I'll call Alice and the others ok?" Edward agreed and ran out the room. Bella quickly dialed her other family member's. On the other line, Alice and the whole family listened. "Well be there in 5 miniutes!" Shouted Alice into the phone. 5 Minuten later, the rest of the cullens arrived, rushing to a certain room, with a certain girl crying out in pain.
Me and the others quickly approched Forks hospital, I looked around. Then i spun around a nodded. The others took off going around back. I walked to the front, I held a single gun. But i knew I didnt need it! *giggle*
Renesme lay in pain on the rock hard hospital. She moaned in pain. "It's ok" Jacob sagte softly. *Screaming in distince* "What...was that?" Bella inqiured.Edward shook his head. For he didnt know. *gunshots* Bella and Edward stood up, frightened. "Edward go check whats happining,I'll call Alice and the others ok?" Edward agreed and ran out the room. Bella quickly dialed her other family member's. On the other line, Alice and the whole family listened. "Well be there in 5 miniutes!" Shouted Alice into the phone. 5 Minuten later, the rest of the cullens arrived, rushing to a certain room, with a certain girl crying out in pain.
“Everybody likes to make fun of “Twilight” – adults, children, house pets – but the producers of the films threw a monkey wrench in the gears of the irony machine Von stuffing the soundtrack to their latest effort full of awesome songs from ultra-cool indie bands. “Eclipse” is a who’s who of moody indie rock, featuring a lineup that would make Pitchfork’s brains explode: Beck, Bat For Lashes, Metric, Vampire Weekend, Muse, the Black Keys…the Liste goes on and on. Perhaps this all shouldn’t be surprising gegeben that Musik supervisor Alexandra Patsavas made a name for herself turning television’s “The O.C.” into an avenue for indie rock exposure, but it’s still a very pleasant surprise to see the Musik from a “Twilight” film become the “Singles” soundtrack of the aughts.”