Hehe, welcome to my first Twilight story. ^_^
If you don't like mature themes (Cutting, Suicide..) please don't read. You've been warned.
This is a songfic to Evanescence's 'Tourniquet'. Please R&R! ^_^
Also, I didn't use the second verse of the song. Don't hurt me!!! .
'I tried to kill the pain, but only brought more (so much more)'
Bella Swan was depressed. She had nobody left in this life and she felt she no longer had any reason to live. The only person that she thought cared about her had left, leaving behind an empty void in her heart. Edward was her one true love...her only love, and he had left because it was 'better that way'. He no longer loved her. That was painstakingly obvious from the way he had left her alone in the woods. But he truly believed it was better he left....
And now here she was, laying on her bedroom floor bleeding heavily from the cuts she had given herself on her wrists and arms.
"If only he'd see me now," Bella thought. "He'd change his mind and love me again..."
This thought triggered fresh sobs to erupt from her throat, and for a minute she just layed there on her floor and cried. As her crying eased, Bella knew what she must do.
'I lay dying, and I'm pouring crimson regret and betrayal.'
Now that she had started the deed, she knew she had to finish it. She knew nobody would care, and this thought coupled with Edward not loving her, brought even more cuts upon her bleeding wrists.
'I'm dying, praying, bleeding and screaming. Am I too lost to be saved? Am I too lost?'
Deep down Bella wished for Edward to bust in right now and save her. To tell her he was there, that everything would be alright...and that he loved her. But she knew he wouldn't save her, nor would he ever love her again. She was stupid to think there might still be a chance...
'My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation. My God, my tourniquet, return to me salvation.'
After giving herself a few more cuts, Bella began to feel dizzy. If she wouldn't have already been on the floor, she would've ended up there anyway. Ignoring that, she plunged the knife deeper into her wrist, letting out a loud painful scream. She didn't care who heard her now. She was almost done...
"Oh my God, Bella!" A voice screamed out of nowhere, startling Bella.
She looked up groggily, near unconsciousness, to see her pixie like friend, Alice, standing there looking horrified.
"W-what...How could you do this Bella?" Alice yelled at her, but her mood quickly changed as she realized Bella was near death in front of her very eyes.
"..Edward...doesn't love me...anymore" Bella managed to whisper, a few tears sliding down her cheek.
"Bella, of course he does. Now, we have to get you some help!" Alice pulled out her cellphone, and frantically dialed 911.
"No..I..want to die!!" Bella screamed, scaring Alice just by the force of her words.
And at that moment Alice knew her friend really,truly, did not want to continue living because of Edward...
"Bella...Please.." Alice said, "Stay with me,help is coming..."
Bella could feel herself losing consciousness, and she knew it was the end.
'My wounds cry for the grave. My soul cries for deliverance. Will I be denied? Christ? Tourniquet, my suicide.'
Everything went black.