"She's pretty," an angelic, perky voice 说 this time.
"Bella and Renesmee weren't enough?" Someone snapped, it was a female.
"Carlisle was just thinking of the patient," another female voice. This one was a lot softer.
"What would happen if he did this to all his patients?" The same male voice as before snapped.
"C'mon guys, it's no problem, really. She's just like us, just need to get past the newborn stage." Another, but different, female voice disagreed.
"She's going to be special, I can tell. She survived an accident that most normal human beings wouldn't. She had internal bleeding, she was on the verge of death," a man spoke. He spoke quietly and fast, like he didn't want me to hear.
They all sounded angelic when they spoke, quiet, but soft. Even though they where scolding each other.
I just noticed: I could hear everything. I could hear their breathing, the foot steps coming from downstairs, I could tell how many times they blinked.
Then another 问题 hit me: Were am I?
I didn't notice I had been holding my breath, but it didn't bother me. Wasn't I suppose to breathe to live?
I had been so caught up in the conversation, that I didn't notice the 火, 消防 coursing through my body. I balled my hands up into a hard fist, my fingernails felt like sharp steel against my hard skin. Well, that was new.
"She's moving," someone whispered. It was a soft voice, like sudden astonishment. Was I "She"? I could tell it was the female who had called me "pretty". Suddenly, I felt crowded.
After the burning eased, I started to ask myself questions. I could have opened my eyes, but I was afraid too. Where was I? How long have I been here? Why are my senses suddenly acute? Ugh, I'm thirsty. I was crowded, I could tell. I couldn't count how many, but I heard no 更多 footsteps coming from bellow me. Where they all in this room? Who are "they"? I continued to ask myself these hopeless questions.
There was only one way to 答案 all of these questions. Open your eyes.
My eyes fluttered open. Everything was sharp, crisp. I could make out every detail on the ceiling. I heard someone gasp, immediately I whipped my head towards the noise.
I was looking at a female with dark hair, brunette. It was long, touched right below her rib cage. Her eyes where gold, she was pretty.
I looked away from her, to the man 下一个 to her. He was holding onto her shoulders, his eyes wide. His hair was everywhere, it looked crazy.
下一个 to him, was a blond man with a smile on his face. 下一个 to him was a female attached to his side, she had pretty hair, with a grin that stretched ear to ear.
Past my feet, which had a pair of bright red pumps on them, was a blond. She had a hard face, but she was gorgeous. It was almost hard to look away from her, to the man standing 下一个 to her. He was huge -- and I mean huge. He gave me a cocky smile.
下一个 to the two was another couple, a girl with black hair poking from every direction. She was smiling at me while waving the blond mans hand. He was chuckling quietly at her, but I could hear it.
In fact, I could hear everything.
I could hear the faint heartbeat coming from underneath me. Downstairs. I felt my mouth water. That was new. I began to grind my teeth, ignoring it.
I slowly sat up, looking around at everyone around me. I was crowded, there had to be eight people in this room. If they where people. Their eyes where gold, their skin was pale. They looked alike and different at the same time. All of their features where hard, but they where extremely beautiful. I couldn't help but gawk at them all.
"Hello, Tedamin." The blond man spoke, I turned my head to look at him. He looked professional, he was smiling softly at me. I couldn't help but smile back. How did he know my name?
Then I remembered: he was my doctor.
My eyes grew wide, then I subconsciously glanced down at my pants. Which weren't pants at all. I was wearing a black, silky dress that touched four inches above my knees. How did this get here? The dress was pretty, but I didn't own it. It tied around my neck, revealing my back. I looked down at my hands, I was pale. Pale wasn't even the word, I was white. White enough to be glue.
I glanced up at the blond man, the one who 说 Hello to me.
"What... What's going on?" I croaked.
The voice was hoarse, but it sounded beautiful. My throat burned when I tried to talk. But... That wasn't my voice, right? It was too pretty. I cleared my throat once, but the burning didn't ease.
Then, they explain to me what I was.
picture credit: doutzen kroes
