A/N: This is my first fanfiction, so forgive me for general mistakes. A big thanks to Emma (Makiie) for editing this and not saying anything while doing it. Other than that, please read and review.
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or any ideas that I've used from Stephenie Meyer's managerie of ideas.
Only five more minutes, Edward. Only, five more minutes. Then I would cease to exist in this wretched world. The people would see my true identity. See that I was a monster.
The Volturi would kill me, and all would be done. I wouldn't have to pretend to be something I wasn't. I wouldn't have to hide away in Mexico or some other godforsaken place day after day remembering Bella. I wouldn't have to live.
I didn't deserve to live. I was nothing but a cruel monster who had killed the only person, other than my family, who had loved me for who I was, not for who I pretended to be. I hadn't deserved Bella, especially not after leaving her. All I wanted to do that night was to run back and to hold her in my arms. I wanted to cry, cry for her, cry for me, cry for us and the life we should have lived together.
But I hadn't been good for her. Mike or even Jacob would have been better suited, better in the long run. Bella had needed a normal life, a safe life, and I couldn't give that to her. Even though I wanted to believe that I could make her safe, I knew it just wasn't possible. Now that she was gone, there was no point in living. I glanced up at the clock, only two more minutes.
What was my family thinking? They would all understand, except for Rosalie, of course. They would understand that life without Bella was pointless and almost impossible. Rosalie, on the other hand, would be livid that I was giving up my life because of some stupid human. She wouldn't understand that that stupid human had meant the world to me and more. She hadn't understand the love between us, the way Bella had looked at me with those chocolate brown eyes, the way she smiled when she saw me. She just didn't understand and probably never would. They would all grieve, of course, but life would go on as usual, just like it always had.
"Edward, Edward!" The voice sounded just like Bella's sweet, soothing tone. It felt amazing to hear her voice once more before I left the world. Yet, why did it sound distressed? Only 10 more seconds to endure.
Let the countdown begin.
"Edward, Edward!"
Five, four, three, two…. Bella. She was right there in front of me. I was in heaven. I was back with my love.