Il était looong, ce 24ème chapitre !
Chapitre 24 :
My eyes opened to a bright, white light. I was in an unfamiliar room, a white room.
Clichééé
There was an annoying beeping sound somewhere close by. I hoped that meant I was still alive.
Vraiiiiiiment lente à la détente.
Eddie est beau
Phrase la plus représentative de leur relation EVER.
They gave you a few transfusions. I didn't like it — it made you smell all wrong for a while.
Eddie est pas content car la médecine moderne sauve la vie de sa meuf mais ça la rend moins séduisante. Sérieux, c’est comme s’il disait « beurk, t’as un plâtre sur la jambe, c’est pas sexy »
"How did you do it?" I asked quietly. He knew what I meant at once.
En même temps est-ce qu’il est nécessaire d’être un génie pour piger ?
"It was impossible... to stop," he whispered. "Impossible. But I did."
Eddie s’envoie des fleurs.
"Don't I taste as good as I smell?"
"And Alice, and Carlisle..." I said in wonder.
"They love you, too, you know."
Euh OK Eddie.
"She was always in the dark, that's why she didn't remember."
He chuckled, and a speculative look came into his eye. "Hmm, I wonder..."
He leaned in slowly; the beeping noise accelerated wildly before his lips even touched me. But when they did, though with the most gentle of pressure, the beeping stopped altogether.
Eddie le manipulateur fait des expériences sur sa meuf qui vient de frôler la mort.
[Un des rares moments où la réaction de Bella est pas trop mal fichue, elle est contente de voir sa mère, elle pleure.]
"and Charlie needs me. He's just all alone up there, and he can't cook at all."
Oui enfin encore une fois il a bien fait sans pendant longtemps ! Lui = adulte. Toi = sa fille. Toi pas obligée de lui faire la popote comme une épouse des années 50.
"You want to stay in Forks?" she asked, bewildered.
Tu veux rester à Fourchettes-les-Couilles ? demanda-t-elle, étonnée de voir l'incohérence du personnage qui lui servait de fille.
"I think that boy is in love with you," she accused, keeping her voice low.
#mèrequisemêledecequilaregardepas
There — that sounded like something a teenager with her first boyfriend might say.
Mais c’est ce que tu es Bella, faut pas te prendre pour autre chose hein.
"Well, he seems very nice, and, my goodness, he's incredibly good-looking, but you're so young, Bella..."
[…]
"I know that, Mom. Don't worry about it. It's just a crush," I soothed her.
Je comprends pas en quoi c’est rassurant mais bon, je ne suis pas mère.
Then she sighed and glanced guiltily over her shoulder at the big, round clock on the wall.
"Do you need to go?"
She bit her lip.
#mèreencarton
"I would stay in Forks, Bella. Or somewhere like it," he explained. "Someplace where I couldn't hurt you anymore."
[...]
"Don't leave me," I begged in a broken voice.
"I won't," he promised.
#Jean-Michel Contradiction
The smell of his breath was soothing.
"No, the very worst was feeling... knowing that I couldn't stop. Believing that I was going to kill you myself."
"But you didn't."
"I could have. So easily."
Oui ben c’est différent Eddie, arrête de faire ton drama king
"I'll be the first to admit that I have no experience with relationships," I said. "But it just seems logical... a man and woman have to be somewhat equal... as in, one of them can't always be swooping in and saving the other one. They have to save each other equally."
Bella, même en vampire tu trébucherais sur l’estrade qu’il y a dans le salon des Cullen donc j’y crois moyen
"I can't always be Lois Lane," I insisted. "I want to be Superman, too."
Mais l’auteure t’en empêchera à jamais, à coup de tropes sexistes. Déso Bella !
[Le dialogue chiant continue]
[Les deux tourtereaux se posent la question qu’ils ne se sont bizarrement jamais posée avant, à savoir : l’une va vieillir et mourir, l’autre rester éternellement jeune]
It was quiet except for the whirring of the machines, the beeping, the dripping, the ticking of the big clock on the wall.
…Donc c’était pas
quiet, quoi.
His voice was beautiful, like a lullaby.
Eddie est beau / a une belle voix (rayer la mention inutile).
His lips touched mine gently.
"Thanks," I sighed.
"Anytime."
[Spéculations sur les visions d’Alice, dont les chapitres précédents ont montré qu’elles n’étaient pas fiables et que donc autant s’en foutre]
[Fin du chapitre, qui n'a rien comporté d'intéressant. 100% dialogue plat. Seul enjeu : la mortalité de Bella VS. l'immortalité d'Eddie. Mouais. Ça arrive un peu comme un cheveu sur la soupe, ça aurait pu être amené bien plus intelligemment.]
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