Hey so this is my first story. I don't think I'm a good writer, but that's why I'm here, to get better. Anyways I would love some deep and thorough criticism. Tell me anything that I can do to make the story better. I'm not to sure about how I started it, but tell me if I did a good job.
Disclaimer: If I were Stephenie Meyer do you think I'd be here?
After days of severe agony I finally got the day where I could sleep in peace. I was pregnant with Edward's baby. I had just woken up and I felt completely rested. When I open my eyes I see my new family. And what I see is completely out of the ordinary. They all look guilty and pained d. Was something wrong? What had happened? Was my baby out? How was EJ?
"Are you all right my love?" Edward asked. How could I be all right? I had no idea what happened, I had absolutely no idea where my baby was. How in the world would I be all right?
"Where's EJ?" I asked.
"Where's EJ?" I repeated. Why wouldn't he tell me?
"The child was aborted." Carlisle responded. What? No. No! NO!
"I'm sorry, love." No he wasn't sorry, because he had done this to me. He had done this to my baby. He had done this to us. "I don't believe you guys." I said. It couldn't be true, it just couldn't. But when I saw Edward's face I knew there was no reason to deny it.
"How could you do this?"
"I was protecting you."
"How ? By taking away a life? My life! I can't believe you did this!" The rest of the family except Edward, of course, was gone now.
"Bella you would have had died!"
"I feel like dying right now. "He had hurt me even more than the time he left me. This time I would surely die. I stared down at the bed sheets letting the tears fall freely. I try to compose myself but it was no use. I look up at him and see him tearlessly sobbing. I never felt this way toward him. I felt angered, disappointed, and shocked. He will never be able to heal this. No one will heal me again.
"Can you leave please? I need some time alone." I said. He leaves without another word.
So what do I live for now? If I try to kill myself Alice will surely see what I am going to do. But that doesn't matter. Nothing matters.
I get up and lock the door. Then I walk towards the bathroom door. My hands move toward all of the drawers searching for the one thing I need. I finally found it. A razor. I wonder if how much pain I will feel. I don't fear death. I fear the pain. Will I choke on my wn blood? But I concentrate on EJ. I concentrate on him because after I die I will see him. I will be with my unborn child.
"Here I come, EJ."
And as I raise this razor to my neck, I remember Edward. I will leave him with no goodbyes. I hope he does not think this his fault. I don't want to leave him with sorrow and regrets but I must. And the n I say good bye to this life because I have no more reason to be here any more. And despite, all of the damage he has done to me, I will always love Edward.
The End.
Tell me what you think and I was kind of debating on how to end it, but I think this was the best way to end it. Review!