Plunge

“Bella.”

The sweet velvet voice called to me as I lay on the ground, steps coming closer. I looked up into the lights of those searching for me, and I felt my face twist in confusion at the one who stood over me.

“Edward?”

His face, his figure, his expression, everything about him seemed to be Edward. What was happening? Had he decided to come back? Did something happen? And then the light moved out of my eyes and past his body. Everything happened so quickly, but for a second it was as if the world stopped.

He seemed to glow, radiance about his body that illuminated above me. His eyes were a rainbow of color at first, but then they shifted to a bright yellow hazel. The exposed skin I could see twinkled in the dark. His hair was a beautiful mixture of blonde and brown that complimented his glowing appearance, surely any model would kill for his body.

Then I blinked, and he was gone.

As reality came back to me I couldn’t believe that so soon after my world had fallen apart, that I could even manage such thoughts or play such a cruel trick. Edward was gone, and that was it.

“Bella.” I heard again. Only this time it was gruff, more human. It was much closer than before, and by the sound of the voice I was found. His name was Sam Uley, Charlie had sent him.

We were near more people, Sam carrying me the entire way in his arms. He was telling everyone I was safe, it must have brought them relief. It didn’t touch me. I could hear Charlie near us now, he sounded terrible.

The next few minutes passed like everyone else was in fast-forward and someone had placed a new recording of me in, I managed to say Charlie’s name in Sam’s arms. He wasn’t satisfied of course, took me in his arms to my silent discontent, and walked back home. The stream of lights and people behind us began to leave, I couldn’t imagine that that was everyone who was worried about me. Knowing Forks, the whole town was probably up; but at that time the thoughts never occurred to me.

We were home, Charlie opened the door and placed me down. I suppose he wanted to see me walk by myself now. Of course he didn’t know that my very meaning and world had fallen in on themselves.