Bella's Story

By BlackAngel5501

"Bella I need to tell you something." Edward's face was clearly upeset, he never showed his emotions.

"Edward? What happened? Whats wrong?" I was frantic now, sick with worry.

"Bella, I love you so much." He took a deep breath and looked into my eyes " The war has started against the Volturi and I have been told to fight."

My mind couldn't process this. I felt tears run down my cheeks and the pain of the worry increase.

He was going to war.

Edward pulled me into a hug and tried to calm me down. He just stood there, in the middle of the kitchen, with me in his arms rubbing soothing circles on my back and telling me it was going to be alright.

How I wish he could of been right.

Chapter one

It has been:

2 months

3 weeks

6 days

11 hours

13 minutes and

49 seconds

Since Edward left for thing the scares me the most is that he may never come home, I don't think i could deal with my life if he died. But I would have to.

Just then a knock at the door pulled me out of my thoughts.

I got up and slowly walked to the door and pulled it open. The man standing before me in uniform confirmed my worst nightmare.

"Mrs Masen?"

"yes?"

"Maybe we should go inside, I have some news for you" He said with a sad smile.

We walked inside and sat down on the couch. I knew what was coming, Edward was dead. My life had ended.

"I'm afraid that Edward was killed in action recently, I'm so sorry ma'am"

That was all I needed to hear to end my world.

I closed my eyes and let the tears fall.

I didn't care that the man was still sitting on my couch.

I didn't care that i had sunk to my knees and was in hysterics.

I didn't care that my hair was a mess or that my make-up was running.

I only cared for the man I love and I always will.

The man that cared for me,

For better and For worst, In sickness and in Heath and as long as we both shall live....

The next few days i walked the earth like a zombie. Oblivious to everyone and everything else around me. It was just me and my thoughts.

It was 7:45pm and it was dark outside but i decided to take a walk in the forest on my own just the same.

Walking helped me relax. I could breathe the fresh air and not have to think about my dead husband or my wrecked life I could just breathe and be me for a while.

I walked for hours, not knowing where I was going. I was just walking.

During that time I had come to a clearing. It was peaceful and calming.

There was a small stream running over the rocks on the far side and the grass was filled with wild flowers. It was a beautiful sight in the moonlight.

Until I felt as though I was being watched. I was foolish to go wondering off in to woods so late at night and with no one around, there isn't anyone to hear me scream, if it even came to that.

Then I heard it. A small twig snap under a foot.

I span round to see if anyone was there.

Nothing.

No one.

I felt it, something against the back of my head.

My world went black.