Summary:What if Bella and Alice were too late? When Bella finds out that Volturi have captured and killed Edward, she tries to leave the world forever. But in the aftermath of her attempt, when Bella discovers the truth, will she escape her demons?
A/N: Hey guys! So this is my first Twilight fan fiction. I've written a couple Harry Potter fanfics on another site, but I've moved on to Twilight runs into welcoming arms I hope you enjoy this short little introduction to what I promise to be a long and wonderfully exciting story. So without further ado I give you In the Dark of Night! Review if you have ANY comments...pretty please?
An Attempt
The dark liquid ran down her arms, trickling over her fingers and staining the purity of the white tiles below her. She watched as her blood burrowed into the crevices in the tiles on the bathroom floor. The initial pain she had felt when her veins had been sliced open was gone now, and was replaced by the long lost feeling of serenity. She felt a small smile flicker onto her skeletal face; she would be joining him soon. The dimly lit bathroom was becoming darker, and the girl felt herself begin to slip into the unconscious as the hole in her chest began to stitch itself closed with each quivering breath her lungs released. When the blood had almost entirely drenched her clothing, a piercing sound rang through the girl's frail body. Someone was shouting, and then everything was black.
Isabella Swan opened her eyes groggily and peered at the room around her. It was mostly white. A clunky machine was emitting a small, but steady, beeping. Harsh florescent lights burned her eyes. She was tucked tightly under snowy linens, and suddenly she felt a wave of heat and panic rush over her. As she tried to push herself up into a seated position, an overwhelming pain greeted her, shooting up through her veins. Bella's gaze flew to her wrists as she collapsed back onto the mattress, and with a sharp intake of breath, her eyes traveled over the thick white bandages that were wrapped securely around her forearms. It all came flooding back into her mind…
She and Alice had finally arrived in Volterra, but Edward was already gone. The Volturi had caught him before she could tell him that she was alive. She had sobbed during the entire plane ride back to Forks in Alice's cold arms. Then she was in the bathroom, digging through the drawers. The razor blade had never looked so enticing. She had gasped in pain as the cool metal cut deep into her, but the satisfaction soon followed. She had felt her life slipping away, but then that voice was with her again...
Bella tore her eyes from the bandages on her mangled wrists to the hands that were clasped in her own. She immediately recognized the spiky hair of the girl sitting in the hard chair beside her.
"Bella?" Alice whispered tentatively, worry etched across her perfect features.
She couldn't respond. Attempting to choke back the tears that were threatening to fall, Bella averted her eyes from her friend's beautiful face. "Is he really…" she trailed off, unable to continue.
But nothing could stop her tears once Alice spoke again.
"Oh, Bella. I am so sorry," Alice said, pain etched across her granite features.
Bella felt her entire being erupt in agonizing sobs. Hearing Alice confirm her worst nightmare was more than she could stand. Waves of grief washed over her with each teardrop that escaped her eyes.
"Bella," Alice pleaded, trying to calm her down, "look at me. Please, Bella. Look at me."
Bella slowly turned her face towards Alice, but her tears continued to course down her cheeks.
Alice took a deep breath. "Bella, I am so terribly sorry. We were all so worried about you. But how could you do this, Bella? Please, help me understand."
When Bella finally spoke, her voice was so alarmingly empty, so void of any emotions, that Alice found herself dizzy and short of breath. "How could I not? How could I live in a world without him?" she responded quietly.
"But you already were without him, and you had been for months and months—"
"I know, Alice," Bella said suddenly, cutting her friend off. "But the only thing that kept me going, the only thing that kept me…alive, was knowing that somehow, somewhere, he still existed."
Alice's face fell with deep sadness as Bella's words sunk in. Bella continued, "Don't you see Alice? Once I knew that he…didn't…there was no other option. I was a shell of a human when he left, and I became nothing when he d-died—" She couldn't speak anymore after she choked out the last word, for a new wave of hysterical sobs was now wracking her body.
Alice slowly raised herself out of her chair and crawled into the bed next to Bella. She held her friend close to her, encasing her in cold stone. She stroked her back, trying to soothe her cries and block images of Bella's mangled wrists and cracked heart.
She knew, deep down, that it would never be enough for Bella. She could never truly make her whole again. But she sure as hell was going to try.
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