A smile creeps onto my face, but it is not genuine
A terrified giggle escapes my lips
I bite my lip till it starts to bleed
My eyes widen as I look into his eyes
He grimaced as he tilted my chin
He planted a kiss so gentle and sweet
"I am sorry love, I never wanted this"
"It is going to hurt isn't it? I said.
He didn't answer, he simply frowned
I didn't have a chance to defend myself
What was the point, I would lose
He tilted my head backward firmly but gently
He bit my neck with precise accuracy
I screamed as the blood began to flow
"It is for your own good my love"
The last thing I saw were his eyes
Then he bit down hard
Dots began to swim in front of my eyes
Those eyes were my last memory
My last memory of Edward Cullen
The eyes of my savior and killer
