The Ballet Studio

okay, so this song has always made me think of twilight, so here's a songfic!!!

this is a songfic about edward and bella at the end of twilight: when bella was lying on the floor, bleeding and such and edward was trying to help her. k?

also- almost none of this is mine-k?

Edward's pov

I entered the balet studio, holding on to the small shread of hope that bella was alive, and alright. But, like i said- it was small. when i opened the door the scent of bella's blood hit me like a ton of bricks. I almost ran away, not wanting to test my strength anymore. but then i remember that that was bella's blood: meaning she was bleeding- alot. I ran inside at my top speed, trying not to dwell on bella's weak form on the floor, running james through the wall. i was so mad- but then i heard emmett and jasper behind me, and left it to them. i ran back to bella's motionless body, carlisle standing over her- alice standing next to him. no doubt we were all holding our breath.

Sister, I'm not much a poet, but a criminal
And you never had a chance
Love it, or leave it, you can't understand
A pretty face, but you do so carry on,
and on,
and on

just looking at bella was heart-breaking: blood pooling around her for so many wounds. i lt out a dry sob. i would've been crying a long time ago if i was able to. when bella finally woke, she was complaining anout her hand hurting- we thought it was just another ordinary wound; but then carlisle took a look at it and confirmed that he had bitten her. i was so enraged- but then carlisle told me that i either had to let the process go through, and have her become a vampire, or suck the venom out. i did, with such difficulty- i didn't kinow if i would be able to stop, but i did. she was happy the 'fire' was gone and she wanted me to stay; i told her that i wouldn't leave, no matter what.

I wouldn't front the scene if you paid me
I'm just the way that the doctor made me, on,
and on,
and on,
and on
Love is the red of the rose on your coffin door
What's life like, bleeding on the floor,
the floor,
the floor

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe

bella's pov

THE PAIN FROM JAMES'S BITE WAS SO BAD, it felt like my hand was on fire. it was unbearable: then my personal angel (edward) saved me from my hell. he sucked the venom out. (yay for edward!) i guess it really wouldn't have mattered fi the process of vampirism had finished, but that is a thought after it's all done and over with. but, truthfully, i would do anything for edward.

So give me all your poison
And give me all your pills
And give me all your hopeless hearts
And make me ill
You're running after something
That you'll never kill
If this is what you want
Then fire at will

edward's pov

how could i have let that happen?! i was so stupid! i should have never left her alone! the image of her lying on the ballet studio floor will be in my head for ETERNITY. NO NO WILL EVER BE ABLE TO GET THAT IMAGE OUT OF MY HEAD. and what about bella? she will literally be scared for life- haing that bite wound forever haunting her.

Preach all you want but who's gonna save me?
I keep a gun on the book you gave me, hallelujah, lock and load
Black is the kiss, the touch of the serpent son
It ain't the mark or the scar that makes you one,
and one,
and one,
and one

i will never leave her alone EVER again.

You'll never make me leave
I wear this on my sleeve
Give me a reason to believe

how was it? it's my first, so don't be too harsh. review plz. i hope you guy's liked it