If I Kill Myself
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Edward and Bella were lying down in their meadow, staring at the pale blue sky.
"Please, Edward, please change me. Please. You won't love me anymore when I'm old and wrinkly. And when I'm dead, I'll be gone out of your life, forever," Bella begged.
"No. I can't Bella; I'm not going to take away your mortality," Edward said.
"Why not? I want to be with you forever. I love you, Edward, more than life itself. I need you…" Bella said, her body trembling. Edward wrapped his cool arms around Bella.
"I love you, Bella. That's not ever going to change," Edward said. Bella tightened her grip on Edward's cold body and buried her head under Edward's chin. She literally needed to be close to him.
There is this attraction between them – this animalistic need that drives them, plummets down far into the depths of their souls, and in this endless abyss they are souring. Their souls are bloody, captured, bruised – bound together, for an eternity, if the world could allow it. There is this immaterial chemistry that has nothing to do with atoms and molecules. There is this passion that drives them to all four corners of the universe, and if they are not touching, they will die. Lying on the grass, staring up at the pale blue sky, thinking about the ocean. It's simple, really. It has nothing to do with their bodies. Her hair doesn't matter. His muscles – her muscles, for that matter – don't matter. It's the eyes. There is this portal that opened up for them and only them, and it's as if the entire universe has stopped for them. There's some reason – or many reasons – they shouldn't be together…the forces of nature should be driven to work against them, but for some unexplainable reason, it doesn't. Their relationship is forbidden, or unnatural, or forbidden. They don't care, because they need each other. The only thing in the world they care about is to protect each other and love each other. They defy all odds.
Bella lifted her chin and placed her luke-warm lips on Edward's freezing, pale pink lips. Slowly, she kissed Edward, and passion rose in their veins. Almost as soon as the kiss started, Edward broke away.
"Please change me," Bella whispered. "Please. Do it now."
"No," Edward said.
Suddenly Bella got an idea. "If I was dying, you would change me, right?"
Edward had a pained look on his face that told Bella that he would. Slowly, Edward nodded.
"But you're not dying," Edward said.
Bella grinned deviously. "Oh, but I will be." She stood up, a plan formulating in her mind. All she had to do was attempt suicide.
Bella leaned into Edward's face as if she was about to kiss him, but instead, she whispers, "If you love me, tell Alice to watch my future very carefully."
To Be Continued…