A/N: First of all, let me just say that I wrote this before Breaking Dawn. This was just dribbles based on what I thought would happen. Don't blame me if it's not wonderful. It's not supposed to be. It's supposed to be little snapshots of what could have been.
And I really don't own Twilight. I'm definitely not Stephenie Meyer. And +44 is only one of my favorite bands, not a buddy of mine.
When Your Heart Stops Beating
Turn it up I never want to go home
I only want to be part of your breakdown
"Edward—"
"No!" I snarl. "I won't—"
"You promised." Her voice is quiet, pleading. She wanted to be a monster, just like me. I don't see how she could when she's seen exactly what we can do. But she wants it. Because of me.
"Your soul!" was my only argument.
She snorts. "I'm having a sense of déjà vu. Haven't we been through this before? You promised."
I suddenly wish I wasn't as selfishly unresisting.
She got caught by the four on the floor
I picked her up
And she'll never get let down
The room is beautiful. The bridal suite is my bedroom, of course. Only the best for my beautiful, human wife. And of course, no human can hear her scream.
She smiles at me, looking slightly drunk though I know she hasn't had any alcohol. She's so susceptible to caffeine, how would she be with wine?
I lay her gently on the bed, careful to cradle her head like I would a baby. This is the last time I will ever have to do this. This though makes me desperate.
"Are you sure?"
Her smile is beatific. "We have something else to do first."
This lightens my heart. An hour or so more of humanity. Prolonging the inevitable, maybe, but she still has time to stop me.
Half of me wants that.
The other half is anxious for her end.
And now I can't stop thinking about it All you people at the top
I'm distracted and she can sense it.
"What's wrong?" she asks, her voice catching. "What?"
"Nothing," I say, shaking off my thoughts and staring into her eyes below me with an expression I know she can't resist.
Sure enough, her expression is dazed. "I love you," she says finally.
"I love you too," I say, kissing her temple.
W So just leave us to our own devices And we'll leave you alone
My lips are against her neck, listening to her blood flow. "Are you sure you're ready? No more goodbyes to be said? No more experiences you want to have?"
She bites her lip. "Don't let me go back to Forks, okay?"
"Of course," I say, puzzled by her request.
She sees that. "I'm just…not sure what exactly I'll want. I just can't do that to Charlie and Jake…the pack will kill you if they see you." Her voice gets smaller. "And me."
"I won't let you," I promise.
"Bite me," she says, smiling a little at her choice of words.
"I'd do anything you ask," I say, kissing her neck and biting gently into the softest skin imaginable.
At first, she smiles at me. Then her screams fill the room.
I'll be there when your heart stops beating
I'll be there when your last breath's taken away
In the dark when there's no one listening
In the times when we both get carried away
When we both get carried away
First, her heart slows to one beat a minute. She's barely alive. As my venom flows through her bloodstream, the skin lightens from its already translucent shade and hardens underneath my hands. It seems to take months rather than days. My head is always on her chest, listening to her rare heartbeat.
And then I realize that her heart hasn't beat for a while.
It's over.
She says it all without a thought in her head
She says it all as she's pressed up against me
"Edward Cullen." My name has never sounded so beautiful.
"Bella!" My hurried voice is in high relief against her leisurely one. "Are you all right?"
"It's funny," she continues, as if she didn't hear me, "I never imagined what it would feel like to be stone. I don't really feel as if I could stop cars. Or crush bones."
I flinch in my inspection of her body.
"I never noticed that a heartbeat actually felt like something. I guess it's one of those don't notice it until it's gone kind of things. And my blood! I never contemplated what it would feel like without it rushing through my veins. Maybe that's why you could always act like a stone at will: because you feel like one inside."
Her monologue seems to be directed at me but I leave her talking. I'm still making sure she made it through the change completely.
Then I realize I could have been able to read her thoughts. Her mind is completely blank. A closed book, as always. This makes me happy. She was always grateful that I couldn't read her thoughts.
A little something just to take off the edge
A little more and I'll fall off the planet entirely
"See that deer?" I ask quietly.
"Of course," she says.
"Hunt it."
And off she goes, my little angel of death that I created.
When she comes back, her mouth is slightly smeared with blood. It makes me shudder. What have I done?
I'll be there when your heart stops beatinghen we both get carried away
I'll be there when your last breath's taken away
In the dark when there's no one listening
In the times when we both get carried away
W
Our first night as a vampire couple. Out of habit, we go to my room and lay on the grand bed residing there. Unnecessary now, as she had accused before.
"Are you happy that you changed me, Edward?" she asks.
I wait a minute before I answer. "I want to keep you forever and a day. And I'd promised that I'd be the one to do it. Of course, I would have been there when your heart stopped beating, when your last breath was taken away no matter what. And if I made you happy that I did it? Then I'm glad."