Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters; they are all Stephenie Meyer's.
Chapter 1
Bella's Point Of View
They say that before you die your whole life flashes before your eyes. For me that would have been a waste. The only thing worth seeing from my seventeen years of living was Edward. Every memory, good and bad, of him played in front of my eyelids in the few seconds that I knew the inevitable was going to happen – funny that. It was such a short space of time and yet I saw the months of memories flood into my mind.
A car horn sounded, my heart stopped, and not in a good way like when I was around Edward, when I knew that it would judder and restart. This time I wasn't so sure. Brakes began to screech. People began to gasp, but I couldn't get out of the way fast enough. The vehicle swerved to the left in an effort to avoid me. But it was too late. The solid surface pushed me with such speed and force, I felt myself lifted off my feet. I screamed and uncontrollably the tears gushed out of me. I sobbed for me, there was so much more I wanted from life that I hadn't realised until now. I sobbed for Charlie and Renee, their only daughter. I sobbed for my friends, they had all been so kind to me when I started school and had no-one. I sobbed for the Cullens, every day they put up with my warm blood and the smell of it lingering around their house and it nearly caused them all, except for Carlisle to do something that they did not want to. But most of all I sobbed for Edward. He said he could not and would not live without me and I knew he meant every single word. I killed him. I was going to be the cause for this perfect man's existence ending. My death would result in his family of nearly a century losing him forever, and they wouldn't even be able to cry at his funeral. I felt some relief wash over me when I cried – like all the hurt and pain would leak out of me, but it only brought on more sadness.
How would they be able to even mourn him? Break things? Emmett would. Distract themselves? Rosalie would try. Block out the truth? Esme most certainly would choose not to believe reality. But for all of them things would never be them same and they'd have to live with that for eternity. Not just a lifetime – forever. And what would become of Edward? A mere memory.
Gasps and squeals of shock could still be heard, admittedly they were getting quieter. I finally opened my eyes to see what kind of state I was in – bloody and messy, I would have thought. I was probably too numb to feel anything, or maybe I was dead already. Then I understood why I felt so cold. Not because the icy hand of death was reaching out to take me, but because the arctic guardian angel's were wrapped around me. Edward had saved me. He had protected me and kept me alive. We were out of view ducked behind a large tree at the edge of the forest, which seemed to cover every square inch of this town. His cold fingers touched my lips while he spoke.
"Bella, sssshhh, you have to stop screaming love." Abruptly I stopped. My heart shuddered and returned to its natural rhythm – just about.
"I'm…sorry" I blubbed into his shoulder.
"Sssshhh Bella, we haven't got much time"
"…What? Why?" I blinked at him utterly bewildered. Then I understood. The gasps weren't for me.
"You saved me?" I gawped at him "But, the sunlight…"
Author's Note
Short chapter of a new story, but I'll post another one soon, hopefully tonight!!
Going in a different direction again with this one, but what do you think so far? Please review!!!!!
Thanks for reading (coolbeaniostwilightrules7)
