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