Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, but the awesome Stephenie Meyer does.
Author's Note: This is what I think Edward was thinking and feeling as he wrote Bella's Lullaby. It's better if you listen to Bella's Lullaby while you read this. One Shot, I know it is short but please give it a try and review, review, review. Thanks for reading.
Bella's Lullaby
Edward POV
As I sat down at the grand piano, all of my emotions about Bella came rushing into my head. I felt afraid, worried, and passionate. Most of all I felt an incredibly strong, deep, profound sense of love for my Bella, who was my sun and angel in my darkness. But there was also the bittersweet. The knowledge that I was a monster and Bella was an angel. The fact that this wasn't her world, she was too fragile for this, to gentle for my world. The knowledge that she was in danger haunted me. To be able to spend eternity with me, she would be doomed to this life. But no, I couldn't let that happen, I loved her too much. I wouldn't wish this life upon anyone, especially her. Worst of all why would Bella ever love a monster like me, she was bound to wake up one morning and run away screaming.
I placed my hand gently on the ivory keys of the grand piano. I loved music because it gave me a way to express myself. It let me pour out all my emotions into beautiful song. As I began to pour everything out the song started with a sense of mystery, worry, and newness. It then gently flowed to express my love and passion. As it floated lightly up and down, it seemed to fly and dip, completely expressing everything perfectly, in lovely, rich notes.
It once again flowed into the sense of wonder, mystery, and newness of everything that was taking place in my life, well existence. All of these feelings and emotions were new and wonderful. My hands were moving and creating all of my feelings with deep passion, another reason why I loved music; I could express everything without words. The music flowed beautifully from me.
Then there was a feeling of hope and joy. I was in love, and someone could love me back. I happier than I had ever been, although I had always thought no one would ever, could ever love me, especially an angel like my Bella. All of this wove its way into my music and it was beautiful and expressive.
As my hands flew, they expressed my deep, never ending love for Bella perfectly, in beautiful rythms and notes. It fit perfectly in sequence with my song. I loved Bella more than I ever imagined my cold, dead heart could ever love. But Bella was my warmth and my heart was warming. If it could, my heart would be beating again.
But finally the bittersweet came out. The music flowed; it communicated all my emotions of this love that was perfect, but out of place. This wasn't her world, she wasn't a monster. She was gentle, perfect, and beautiful in every way, an angle. She had a tender loving soul and heart. I couldn't let her become a vampire, that couldn't, wouldn't happen.
The music started coming to a close and the deep love and bittersweet gently twined together in perfect harmony. As I struck the last note beautifully, it still had a little bit of everything I felt wove into it. My song was beautiful and perfect, and it was exactly like Bella.
It was Bella's lullaby.