Sorrow
Charlie's POV
I just wanted to rush in there and grab her and demand her to be happy. Its three o'clock in the morning, why is she still awake? I hate to see Bella like this. She has been crying almost every night this week. I stood up rubbing my eyes trying to listen closer to my daughter's quiet sobs. I feel helpless and frustrated. I heard a howl in the night. I wasn't sure if it was Bella or the wind outside my open window. I don't understand why she feels so strongly about Edward leaving her. I know she will snap out of it but it doesn't seem like her pain is fading in any way over the past few months. I pictured Bella crying in her room, sending a sharp pain in my chest. I felt a brush of cold air on my face waking me up from this daze. I would give anything to see her bright smile again. In its place I heard her quiet sobbing, Edward's name in her sleep talking, or just silence.
Edward's POV
I have been traveling for weeks now. Thinking about her drove me to survive. She would forget about me. As much as I tried to not think of her name the more I did. The more I thought of her name the more I thought of her face. Her incredible brown eyes burned into my brain and pierced into my heart. I have been walking all day and night. I was thirsty and hadn't hunted for the past two days. As much as I wanted to hunt I was too focused on her face. It ached to picture her adorable pink blush on her cheeks when I got closer to her face. I kept walking yearning to hear her voice and heart beating rapidly when my lips pressed against hers. I wanted smell her floral scent from her hair, feel her silky fingers brushing against my hand softly, and to see the smile and chocolaty brown eyes and hair. Bella. Then I gave in to my desire and ran heading to Forks. I wasn't too far anyway. I was driven by the thought of seeing her for just a second. The next night I got to Forks. I felt weak and dreadful. I stopped right when I got into town. I tried to listen in to see if anybody was with her because I wouldn't be able to bear confronting her. I then realized it was too late for her to be out. As soon as I lost hope, I heard Charlie. He was upset and pained. He was thinking about...Bella. What was happening with her? She was sobbing. She has been crying every night since I left. I was doing this to her, she is my entire life and love and I was making her cry every night wanting me to be there to hold her. Would she forget and try to make a life for herself? Charlie was wondering the same thing. I know me being there would make her happy but what kept me away was the thought of her getting hurt because of it. Charlie's thinking about giving me a piece of his mind. He wants to punch me in the face. Don't go to her Edward. You have to stay strong for her to stay out of harm's way. But I need her. I ran to the side of their house. I saw Bella in her bathroom. My heart felt like it had screamed in horror and in pain of what I saw, "NO! DON'T DO IT, BELLA!"
Bella's POV
I awoke feeling like I had lost all the blood in my body. I dreamed the worst dream I have ever dreamed. It was a wonderful dream, just it was horrible because I awoke and it wasn't real. I was reaching out in my dream for something. Something wonderful that I have been waiting for. Then something reached out for me. His porcelain beautiful hand came out for me. Then I saw his face smiling at me with such wonder and then suddenly stiff and blank. He was gone. My ribs ached and burned. He had took my heart with him and I didn't know why I was still able to live. I wanted it to end. I didn't want to breath anymore wishing that the air was his scent, realizing that I was breathing air that stabbed me in the heart. I got up out of bed and got out a pen and paper. I wrote a letter to Charlie trying to hold in my tears. I wrote this:
Dear Dad,
The last thing I want to do is hurt you. But I can't live like this anymore. Please don't be sad that I'm gone. I want you to live life. Edward took my heart with him and I am not able to live like I want you to be able to without worrying about me. I am sorry, Daddy. You are an incredible father and I thank you forever for everything you've done for me. You've made me such a better person. Forever I love you. Thank you.
I'm sorry,
Bella
I hated doing this to him. But I had to end the pain I felt without...Edward. I sat for a moment crying. I tried to think of ways I was going to do this. I could overdose, no that might take a long time and I may survive. I can shoot myself with Charlie's gun. That would wake him up. I can cut my wrist. I painfully agreed to that. I went downstairs and quietly grabbed one of our sharp knives. I went up into my bathroom, looked at myself and said my the most important words of my entire life, "I love you, Edward." As the sharp blade ripped into my wrist, I closed my eyes and pictured his face. Then I felt an electric cold shock through my body. The best feeling in the world. Something touched my arm. It can't be. I could feel my heart stop. This scared him. I heard my name being said in pain. I felt like I was floating. No, I was off the ground being carried. Was this Charlie? But why did I feel like this? He can't be him. I saw a shocked face. It was Edward. I felt an amazing amount of pressure on my arm. Then I heard a velvety musical voice, "Stay with me, my love." And then saw nothing.
Edward's POV
I saw blood coming from her arm and leaped through the window. I tried to hold back so I wouldn't hurt her. I was thirsty but I wanted to hold her tight. I heard my Bella's heart stop. Please no, Bella! I heard heart beat again. She tried to kill herself, I guess she didn't forget about me. I can't believe I was doing this to her. To get her to the point of killing herself. The thought of kill made me want to scream in horror but I lifted her up refusing to let her die. I wrapped an old t-shirt around the wound. She was smiling at me. Don't leave me, honey I'm sorry. She laid back and closed her eyes.
Bella's POV
I woke up the next day feeling surprised. The sun burned in my eyes and I could hear Charlie's car going out the drive way. He was off to go fishing with Billy. I thought about what had happened last night. I thought of how I tried to kill myself. That must have been real. If that was real, then I must be dead right now. This didn't feel like death. But there was something more. What about Edward saving me? That must have been a dream. Everything must have been a dream. I got up and put on a shirt. As I lifted the shirt over my head I saw a red stained cloth wrapped around my wrist. It wasn't a dream, Edward was here. Did the blood from my wound make him thirsty. Was he not able to control himself? Was I a vampire now? Tears pounded down my cheeks. I screamed his name all around the house, "EDWARD! EDWARD, PLEASE BE HERE, EDWARD!" I cried and screamed and laughed harder than ever before. He had left me, came back, and left again. He took my heart, gave it back, and stomped on it taking the remains with him again.