A/N: This story was sort of an extemporaneous thought in my mind :D. If it sucks, feel free to criticize, as long as you review!! Yayz…anyway, enjoy!
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Edward's POV
It was, by far, one of the more painful things that I've had to do in my existence, but I wasn't ready to lose her. Not yet. Not again.
It was a selfish act, even if we had agreed to it, and to my intense surprise, she hadn't screamed once, but it felt like I was stealing her life away in the palm of my hand. Would I have done it if we hadn't agreed to it? If I hadn't left and we hadn't faced the Volturi? Would I have done this to her? I wondered. We hadn't known that she would become pregnant, and it would have turned out the same way, even if she wasn't going to become one of us in the first place. I wonder if that would have affected her decision to give birth to it. Knowing she would die, thinking we would do nothing about it. But would I have bitten her if we weren't in concurrence about her becoming one of our own, and she was placed in the same situation? The answer, I realized, was yes; I wasn't strong enough to lose her again. I thought I was going to have at least seventy or eighty years with her, and to have her die after such a short amount of time with her would be unbearable. But then a thought occurred to me. The answer may have been…no. If I had not left and we had not faced the Volturi, I would not know what it was like to think I'd lost her. I wouldn't know the pain of living without her. So I might have thought I would be strong enough for it, to last until I got to Italy. I might have let her die, thinking I would be selfish if I didn't. I realized that it would have been selfish of me not to save her life. Not to do everything I could to keep her alive. Or would it?
I shuddered at the thought. I couldn't think about it any longer.
I watched in agony as she opened her mouth to scream and then closed it again, as if she was trying to hold it back. I could remember what it was like, the pain, and to have Bella go through what I did was insufferable. Three days. That was it. That was the only thought I took comfort in, knowing that she wouldn't be in pain for long. I heard the door open and Alice walked in holding a blue dress in her hand.