Let’s Re-Read Breaking Dawn Together! Chapter 19
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We have reached the end of the first part in the final installment of the Twilight Saga. So for the last time…for now, dig out your copy of Breaking Dawn, let’s read the chapter together and discuss anything you may find of interest that you might have missed the first or twentieth time around.
Book 3: Bella
“The pain was bewildering. Exactly that-I was bewildered. I couldn’t understand, couldn’t make sense of what was happening. My body tried to reject thepain, and I was sucked again and again into a blackness that cut out the whole seconds or maybe even minutes of the agony, making it that much harder to keep up with reality.”
Well here we are. We’ve made it to the final chapter in our re-read. Bella is currently in transition. She got what she always wanted…to become a vampire. Never in a million years did she bargain for this, though. To me this is a sadness. But the show must go on…here goes.
Pg. 369-372 Reality was red, and it felt like I was being sawed in half, hit by a bus, punched by a prize fighter, trampled by bulls, and submerged in acid, all at the same time. The darkness had taken over, and then washed away to a wave of torture. I couldn’t breathe-I had drowned once before, and this was different; it was too hot in my throat. *The next couple of pages, Bella just replays her last few human moments of her life including the birth of her daughter, Renesmee.
Pg. 372-377 Renesmee did not cry, but she breathed in quick, startled pants. Her eyes were open, her expression so shocked it was almost funny. The little perfectly round head was covered in a thick layer of matted, bloody curls. Her irises were a familiar-but astonishing-chocolate brown. Under the blood, her skin looked pale, a creamy ivory. All besides herc heeks, which flamed with color. Her tiny face was so absolutely perfect that it stunned me. She was even more beautiful that her father. “Renesmee,” I whispered. “So…beautiful.” The impossible face suddenly smiled-a wide, deliberate smile. Behind the shell-pink lips was a full complement of snowy milk teeth. She leaned her head down, against my chest, burrowing against the warmth. Her skin was warm and silky,but it didn’t give the way mine did. Then there was pain again-just onewarm slash of it. I gasped. And she was gone. My angel-faced baby was nowhere.I couldn’t see or feel her. No! I wanted to shout. Give her back to me! But the weakness was too much. My arms felt like empty rubber hoses for a moment, and then they felt like nothing at all. I couldn’t feel them. I couldn’t feel me. If I did the easy thing now, let the black nothingness erase me, I would hurt them. Edward. Edward. My life and his were twisted into a single strand. Cut one, and you cut both. If he were gone, I would not be able to live through that. If I were gone, he wouldn’t live through it, either. And a world without Edward seemed completely pointless. Edward had to exist. Jacob-who’d said goodbye to me over and over but kept coming back when I needed him. Jacob, who I’d wounded so many times it was criminal. Would I hurt him again, the worse way yet? He’d stayed for me, despite everything. Now all he asked was that I stay for him. I felt myself slipping-there was nothing to hold on to. And then, though I still couldn’t see anything, suddenly I could feel something. Like phantom limbs, I imagined I could feel my arms again. And in them, something small and hard and very, very warm. My baby. My little nudger. The burning grew-rose and peaked and rose again until it surpassed anything I’d ever felt. James, snapping my leg under his foot. That was nothing. That was a soft place to rest on a feather bed. I’d take that now, a hundred times. The fire blazed hotter and I wanted to scream. To beg for someone to kill me now. before I lived one more second in this pain. The morphine. It seemed like a million deaths ago that we’d discussed it-Edward, Carlisle, and I. Edward and Carlisle had hoped that enough painkillers would help fight the pain of the venom. Carlisle had tried with Emmett, but the venom had burned ahead of the medicine, sealing his veins. There hadn’t been time for it to spread. *Sidebar-okay how did I miss that bit of info? I didn’t know that…hmmm interesting. I hadn’t guessed that the morphine would have this effect-that it would pin me down and gag me. Hold me paralyzed while I burned. Now it seemed like a hideous joke that I was getting my wish fulfilled. All I wanted was to die. To have never been born. The whole of my existence did not outweigh this pain. Let me die, let me die, let me die.
Pg. 378-380 Three things happened together, grew from each other so that I didn’t know which came first:time restarted, the morphine’ weight faded, and I got stronger. I could feel control of my body come back to me in increments, and those increments were my first markers of the time passing. I knew it when I was able to twitch my toes and twist my fingers into fists. I knew it, but I didn’t acto on it. I had just enough strength to lie there unmoving while I was charred alive. My hearing got clearer and clearer, and I could count the frantic, pounding beats of my heart to mark the time. There were light footsteps, the whisper of air stirred by an opening door. The footsteps got closer, and I felt pressure against the inside of my wrist. “Still no change?” “None.” “There’s no scent of the morphine left.” “I know.” “Bella? Can you hear me? Bella? Bella, love? Can you open your eyes? Can you squeeze my hand? Maybe…Carlisle, maybe I was too late.” “Listen to her heart, Edward. It’s stronger than even Emmett’s was. I’ve never heard anything so vital. She’ll be perfect.” “And her-her spine?” “Her injuries weren’t so much worse than Esme’s the venom will will heal her as it did Esme.” “But she’s so still. I must have done something wrong.” “Or something right, Edward. Son, you did everything I could have and more. I’m not sure I would have had the persistence, the faith it took to save her. Stop berating yourself. Bella is going to be fine.” A broken whisper. “She must be in agony.”
Pg. 381-386 This re-read concludes with the ending of all endings. Where was my baby? Why wasn’t she here? Why weren’t they talking about her? “How much longer?” Edward asked. “It won’t be long now,” Alice told him. “See how clear she’s becoming? I can see her so much better.” She sighed. “Still feeling a little bitter?” “Yes, thanks so much for bringing that up. You would be mortified, too, if you realized that you were handcuffed by your own nature. I see vampires best, because I am one; I see humans okay, because I was one. But I can’t see theses odd half-breeds at all because they’re nothing I’ve never experienced. Bah!” *ROFL! Alice is a riot! “Could you concentrate for me? On the clock-give me an estimate.” So impatient. fine. Give me a sec-” “Thank you, Alice.” His voice was brighter. How long? Couldn’t they at least say it aloud for me? Was that too much to ask? How many more seconds would I burn? “She’s going to be dazzling.” Edward growled quietly. “She always has been.” “You know what I mean. Look at her.” On the good-news side of things, it started to fade from my fingertips and toes. Fading slowly, but at least it was doing something new. This had to be it. The pain was on its way out. And then the bad news. The fire in my throat wasn’t the same as before. So thirsty. Burning fire, and burning thirst… Also bad news: the fire inside my heart got hotter. “Carlisle,” Edward called. Carlisle entered the room, Alice at his side. “Listen,” Edward told them. “Ah,” Carlisle said. “It’s almost over.” My relief at his words was overshadowed by the excruciating pain in my heart. “Soon,” Alice agreed eagerly. “I’ll get the others. Should I have Rosalie…?” “Yes-keep the baby away.” What? No. No! What did he mean, keep my baby away? What was he thinking? My heart took off, beating like helicopter blades, the sound almost a single sustained note; it felt like it would grind through my ribs. My heart stuttered twice, and then thudded quietly again just once more. There was no sound. No breathing. Not even mine. For a moment, the absence of pain was all I could comprehend.
And then I opened my eyes and gazed above me in wonder.
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