Death Isn't So Sweet

by Pinkster Lily

I could have never known that Edward Cullen would kill me that day in biology. It was like getting hit by a car or an airplane crashing: unexpected, unstoppable. I could forgive him for that slip, that lapse in control, but I didn't expect to still be around after my death.

1. Dead

This idea has been bugging me for a long time. I only now got around to writing it. Please tell me what you think.

Summery: I could have never known that Edward Cullen would kill me that day. It was like getting hit by a car or an airplane crashing. But what I didn't expect was to still be around after my death, and with Edward ignoring me no less.

Death Isn't So Sweet

By: Vixen Hood

Chapter One:

Dead

There was absolutely no way I could have known that Edward Cullen would kill me that day in Biology. No way that I could have known that each time I moved, each time I ran my hand through my hair in frustration, that I tempted him with my blood. I just couldn't have known. I felt bad for Mike and Angela, who had to die along with me that fateful day, all because of me. Edward Cullen had single-handedly slaughtered the whole class except me at exactly 1:37 pm, five minutes after I entered the class. Three minutes after it started. And then as I looked into his eyes, pitch black as they were, I did not feel scared for some illogical reason because I knew then that he could not have helped it.

I felt a flicker of remorse that I would never get to know Charlie, that I would be leaving him alone forever, and that Renee would never get to see her daughter again. But it was not Edward that killed me that day. Sure, it was technically him, but it was not he that was controlling his actions, but a monster inside of him.

So Edward Cullen killing me that day was as unpredictable as a plane crashing mid-flight or a drunk driver blindsiding you. And it was all because of the paper cut that I got when I sliced my finger open with my page of notes from Mr. Banner's lecture.