Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
Takes place during New Moon, if you think I should continue, tell me.
When I forced air into her lungs, I knew the pressure wouldn't be enough. My lungs were dead, they weren't meant to hold enough oxygen for a human to breathe. Each compression on her chest I measured by the memory of her regular heart beat, I tried to contain my strength so I wouldn't crush her frail ribs. I could keep up CPR forever, but I didn't know how long she would be able to hold on.
"Bella, Bella! Can you hear me love?" I called to her between breaths. Again, she gave no response. I didn't want her life to end like this, I never intended for her to become a monster.
"Carlisle!" I pleaded again. Alice must have seen this coming, they should be close now. Finally I could hear Esmes worried thoughts, then Jaspers urgency, fallowed by Carlisle's reassurance in response to my call 'Keep trying Edward, she'll be alright!' The rest of my families thoughts started to blur into the background as I focused on the compressions, making sure not to injure her further.
As they arrived, Alice kneeled by Bella's head, letting her fingers dance over the girls forehead. Carlisle began to check over her vitals, reassuring me that my compressions were working. He took over my position over her, continuing CPR as he was more experienced.
I hunched beside Bella, wondering how I could have been so careless, I was never far from her, but I should have been paying more attention. I had only told her that she wouldn't have to see me again, I said nothing of staying away from her. I overlooked the obvious, thinking she was this way because I left. I am the epitome of selfishness.