This is Edwards point of view Chapter 1. This story is about what happens when the venom doesn't work on Bella...Enjoy! :)

Edward's P.O.V

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I put my lips onto her still ones and blew a breath of air into her lungs.

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Again, I put my lips onto hers and blew more air.

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My pale white hands pumped away at my wife's chest. I blew more air into her lungs. I swiftly bixxt into her neck, closing the wound with my tongue.

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I don't know how long I did this routine. I couldn't concentrate. Not even enough to hear Carlisle come in. His hand touched my shoulder. But I couldn't even concentrate enough to hear his thoughts. My thoughts were fully focused on bringing her back.

"Edward." he said, his voice strained. But he was far away. Or more like, I was far away. It was just me and her in this world.

"Edward! She's gone. Did you hear me? She's gone!"

No. I refused to believe it.

"I can do this. She is not dead." I growled while pumping away at her chest.

"Edward, it's been 6 hours, for Christ's sake! She is gone!" I felt strong arms pulling me away.

"NO!" I screeched. I fought away from Carlisle's arms. I put Bella's limp body against my chest. "BELLA!" I screamed, my head tilted back as I screamed her name at the ceiling. "No!" I sobbed.

I stared down at my Bella's face. She is so beautiful. I sobbed again. I kissed her still lips, trying to make them kiss back.

But I knew they never would.

The pain was so great. Like someone had stabbed me. No, like someone had crushed my whole body with a thousand pound truck while I was on fire, and than forced me to crawl across a bed of nails and broken glass, while being shot at. But multiply that by 100,000. That was as close as you could get to how I felt.

But, of course, I had caused this. If I hadn't been so stupid. If I hadn't agreed to... No. If I had just left her alone after I had saved her from the van. If I hadn't been so curious! Than, maybe she would still be alive. She would be happy, probably going to some cheap college. Probably still be laughing with her friends and driving that crappy truck of hers. Probably with Jacob. Probably still alive.

I looked at her face. Memorizing every single part of it. To her brown curls, to her beautiful chocolate eyes. I closed my eyes and remembered every single facial expression. Every single moment I ever had with her, and stored it.

I kissed her forehead, her eyelids, her cheeks, her nose, her neck, her chin, her shoulders. I stared at her lips, memorizing them as well, and than I kissed her for the last time. I memorized the taste. I pulled her close to me and breathed in her scent. She smelled like the most wonderful flower you could ever imagine.

I took a clean scalpel and cut off a small chunk of her hair, as well as a piece of her blouse. I tied it together with a spare string on my shirt and tucked it safely into my pocket.

I pulled her in, one last time, and held her close. I closed my eyes and lay her body gently on the hospital bed, covering her face with the stained white blanket. I turned around and opened my eyes. Carlisle had left the room.

I walked down the stairs slowly. Trying to keep my face as blank as possible. When I got downstairs I tried to concentrate enough to read everyone's thoughts.

Poor, poor boy..Carlisle thought, looking at me with a strained expression.

Oh my god. Bella. Oh my poor Edward Esme thought, looking as if she would be sobbing if she could.

Jasper was looking at me with the most pained, and most...confused expression. He was confused because he couldn't change my emotions. He couldn't even slightly modify them because they were so strong.

Oh how this feeling pained me! I hated everyone for a moment. I hated Carlisle and Esme for pitying me. I hated Jasper for not being able to control my emotions, I hated Alice and Emmett for not even being here. And I hated Renesmee, for killing my love, my Bella. Oh my Bella! My careful blank expression was tore down as I thought about her, and everyone stared, horrified. Jasper was even surprised.

And then, I was on my knees, sobbing my tearless sobs once more.