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I'm going to say now I do have a lot going on with exams and school work so I'm sorry if it takes me a while to update.

This is my first ever story so I hope you like it feedback would be much appreciated even if you hate it, don't worry I'm thick skinned.

This story wouldn't be here without my amazing beta Galasiriel Elensar.

Could this be it?

Could this possibly be the end – after everything we've been through? My perfect life, my ethereal happiness; could it end tonight?

People say life is like a rollercoaster – it has its ups and down, and twists and turns. But I'm not alive, so does that still count? I've had my times – as many bad as good, but tonight – this night – my second and final death is the end of our proverbial rollercoaster ride.

Rain seeps through my icy, immortal flesh, chilling me to the marrow. I shiver the way I used to when Edward touch me. I know I can't shiver or be bothered by the water soaking my clothes. It shouldn't even bother me as I run. I'm too slow. I should be able to run faster than this, but my legs are like lead. The ground was solid but a few moments ago. However, it seemed to slip from under my feet. It thwarted me like an enemy; foiling my every move. My heart screamed to go faster, but I was still too slow. I was just too slow.

The sounds of begging ring into my sensitive eardrums. Screams of panic and pain swarm my frazzled senses. I couldn't tell who or what it was, but I couldn't focus on them. My own, personal pain was too much to bare.

I fell and skidded to a stop as I reached him. We were both covered in mud, now, but even smeared with dirt and rain, he was still the most beautiful creature I've ever beheld. His beaytiful face was contorted with pain I had never seen before, his black eyes haunted and flat. He attempted a smile, but it was swallowed by pain which caused my chest to tighten.

This shouldn't be happening. How could it happen? My numbed mind, can't manage to wrap itself around what has happened. The blade shouldn't have cut him. It shouldn't have pierced his diamond skin like butter. It was impossible. He shouldn't be lying here with blood soaking the wet ground. I knew he would ask me to run, to leave him behind and save myself, but no. He begs me, the fear apparent in his eyes. It pierces my heart. I have never seen him so scared. His arm is weak as he pushes me away, but how could I possibly leave him? My world is slipping away, along with the life from his flawless body. If I were to leave him, I would die.

I lean down and kiss his perfect lips, however, this kiss is different and it terrifies me. This isn't the kiss we share when we're finally alone at night, away from the world and our families. No. This reminds me of when he left me, when he broke my heart for my own good.. The meeting of lips is rushed, full of pain and the taste burns my tongue. However, we still savor every brush of it, knowing that this will be our last.

He begs me to leave again, but I can't. I just looked into his dying eyes, eyes that captivated me so many times. I tell him that I love him.

If my world is to end, if we are to die tonight, I will gladly die in his arms without regret or worry. I have loved deeper than anyone else in the world. And I had Edward. The tears pour down my cheeks like waterfalls now. I shouldn't be able to cry. My sorrow was crushing my chest.

Abruptly, I realize that the cries and screams of pain I heard surrounding me before were my own. They were my desperate pleading and screams of disbelief, screaming that this wasn't real, this it wasn't true. My heart broke. He would be okay, my Edward, the love of my existence, would make it through this.