Race Against Time
Summery: Edward Cullen has to watch as his Boyfriend is slowly dying. He has to make a decision quick. Turn the Machine off and allow Harry to die, or turn him? Which one will he choose?
Genre: Angst
Author: SeeYouBleedingLove
Disclaimer: Do Not Own!
One shot: Based off the word Clock
Edward sat there in the tiny room in the hospital; he had been sat there for the past 2 weeks, only leaving when he heard the nurses approaching.
Harry had been in an accident, which had put him into a coma, and in the past 2 weeks, Harry had not awoken from the coma they had found him in.
Tubes were attached everywhere and the constant beeping of his lovers heart was the only thing keeping him from breaking down.
Carlisle had came in earlier to tell his oldest son that if Harry did not begin to breathe on his own, they would have no choice but to let him die.
Edward sat there, unmoving, watching as Harry's chest rose and fell.
Today was the day where he had to make the biggest decision of his life.
To turn Harry or to let him go.
1P.m came around quickly, and Carlisle entered the small hospital room.
Carlisle looked at his eldest son and hated seeing so upset, so he spoke quietly, knowing his son would be able to hear him due to Vampire hearing, "Son, you have to make the final decision, are you going to turn off the machine which is keeping Harry alive, or are you going to turn him?"
Edward looked so stricken looking that Carlisle had to look away.
"Dad, I don't want to leave him…" Edward whispered as he leant his head upon Harry's hand.
Carlisle walked over towards Edward and placed his hard cold hand upon his sons head in comfort, "If you would rather myself turn him, I do not mind son. Harry is already part of our family…"
Edwards head snapped up so quickly that it was a surprise he didn't get whiplash.
"No…I will do it…" Edward said as he climbed up onto the bed.
Carlisle crossed the room to lock the door, and he shut down the blinds so no one could look in and see what they were doing.
Edwards's body now covered Harry's, both of his hands rested beside Harry's head. Edward's mouth leaned down and kissed his small pink rosebud lips.
Looking down upon the face of his lover, he could not deny the feeling of longing to see those eyes open, to see that body writhe beneath him.
He missed it, and he would be damned if he let that go.
Moving the hospital gown out of the way of Harry's neck, he leant down and placed his lips upon the smooth fragile skin there.
Closing his eyes, he licked the spot a few times, to savour the taste, before he bit down hard; the feel of Harry's skin breaking beneath his teeth was amazing.
Then there was blood, lots and lots of blood, and all of it was going down his throat.
It was like pure heaven. Amazing. Wondrously tasty; like heaven.
He felt Carlisle pulling at his shoulder. That was when he knew he had to stop now before he killed his love, his Harry.
Blood marred his features when he looked up to see Carlisle checking Harry over.
It was done.
Harry would live forever.
Edward did not know whether he should feel ecstatic or sad, that he had just stolen Harry's life away from him…
Authors End Note:
This was a One Shot. I have 250 words to base one shot's off. So far, I have done three... Lol.
Requests: Please make requests for One shots, or even Multi-chapter fanfictions. I honestly do not mind.
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