So I was about to take a nap when the song Pictures of You by The Last Goodnight came on sparking this idea. So of course instead of taking a nap like I wanted to I am here writing this down. This is a one shot, so let's go!

EPOV

Pictures Of You

When I had left her, I knew she would die. But that was the point, wasn't it? I had wanted her to live a normal life. I had urged her to do so, but now I regretted it. Because she was dying. The love of my life was dying, and it was all my fault. I could have granted her immortality, but I hadn't. Instead I had left her, and now she was dying. Alice had gotten a vision. I recalled the way her golden eyes flashed black as she choked out, "She's dying." There was only one person she could have been. I hadn't just robbed myself of a soul mate when I left. I had taken a best friend from Alice, a sister from Emmett, and a daughter from Esme and Carlisle.

I ran, practically flying, through the familiar streets of Forks. The town hadn't changed much. There was Newton's sporting goods store just with different Newtons working there. The air seemed thick and the wind trashed violently. Almost as if the town was saying I remember who and what you are. The sun didn't shine, Forks' constant gray overcast was in place, I think it was because it knew she would be gone soon.

Finally, I cam to the small house. I could remember afternoons spent there with Bella. Sitting in the kitchen as she cooked. Laying in her bed with her, and even before that watching her as she slept. I had watched her, because of the simple innocence of it. Her chest would fall and rise lazily and it was just so human. I climbed the all too familar branches of the tree that led to her bedroom. I could have knocked, she would have answered the door and accepted me with open arms. And maybe that's what hurt the most. The fact that she wasn't angry she still loved me. Just like I loved her.

I opened the window and she was there on her bed. Her chest rose up and down lazily with each, slightly ragged, breath. On the walls there was pictures so many pictures. Even the ones I had hidden in the floorboards stood proudly displayed on the walls. The pictures reminded me of what we could have been, what we were.

"Edward."

Just like that all the will I had was knocked out of me and I ran to her side. Because this was Bella.

"Love."

"This is the last time you'll visit me."

So she knew, I had seen her many times over the year. I had never spoken to her, and that's what had made it so easy to leave over and over again.

"I love you, Bella."

She smiled, "I know, Edward." I smiled, because even as she lay dying she was as stubborn as ever. I could see her chest falling and rising less often. That's when it became all too real. I kneeled at her bedside laying my head on her chest. If I could have cried I would have. She stroked my hair,"I love you, Edward." I looked up slightly and saw her smiling. A vibrant smile I hadn't seen since back when she was very young. In all those times I had visited I had never seen her smile that smile. I had made a mistake and now it was too late.

"I forgive you, Edward."

With that her chest rose and fell violently one last time, and she was at peace. My Bella was gone. I kissed her cheek, and stood up. I knew that if it was true and vampires did have souls I would be seeing my Bella very soon.

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