Disclaimer- Yah, yah, I know: I don't own Twilight…but oh, if I did…
This was an idea I got after reading the leaked-out Midnight Sun chapters. Edward's perspective is my absolute favorite, and so this is the entire middle portion of Breaking Dawn, originally written from Jacob's perspective, now in Edward's. The story will begin on the trip home from the honeymoon. Enjoy and review!
Preface: Fate's Murderer
(Edward's perspective)
Just when I thought my life was too good to be true; it was. Just when I thought Bella and I might truly be together forever; I thought wrong. Just when I finally opened my heart to the light; the shadows arrived.
She was my midnight sun no more. Bella, my sun, my joy, my happiness, was fading. Fading slowly but surely into inevitable darkness. Into the end. Into death.
Bella was killing herself.
Bella was killing me.
Whoever said vampires feel no pain was a horrid lier. The pain I felt was more excruciatingly devestating than anything any human could ever dream of, worse than torture, worse than death.
But this excruciating pain was different than that of which I had gone through last year when I had left her. Then, I had wanted to give her a life, so I had sacrificed my feelings. I had done what I could to help her, to save her from myself.
This time I could do nothing. This time, while I wanted to give her life, all I could do was watch her die before my eyes. I was helpless, useless. I, a "perfect" vampire in Bella's mind, could not save her.
And even though I had always tried to give her life, I was now instead giving her death. I was the reason she was slipping away, little by little. I was killing her, just as fate had marked me to do so less than two years ago in that biology classroom. I was, though I had tried so desperately to change, a monster.
I was a murderer.