My first fanfiction...I just thought of it one day...

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or its characters.

I shuddered and bolted upright in bed. The massive flood of tears came before I had any chance of halting them. Images from the horrid nightmare crowded my mind; a dark cloak, a childish smile. A loud crack! and the smell of something burning.

Edward.

I tried desperately to conjure his glorious face in my mind but, somehow, the image would not come. I remembered the day very clearly, as if it were yesterday instead of over a year ago. It was after the fight. And the Volturi had left. After Edward and I had told Charlie about our engagement. After Jacob had run away.

Caius had not been pleased to hear that I was still human. Edward had not kept his promise. Caius was willing to send a few of the Guard to ensure both of our deaths, but Jane had volunteered. Of course, Alice had forseen the visit and we had been prepared. Jane and her hooded cronies had met us at the meadow. Edward, adamant as he was, had pleaded with me to let Alice and Esme take me out of the state, or possibly out of the country, but I stubbornly put my foot down. If he died, so would I.

I remembered both Alice and Edward squeezing my hand as the hooded figures approached. Jane, stunning in her child-like way, led the group with no visible signs of hesitation. Edward and Carlisle stepped forward to meet her. They spoke in hushed tones for several long moments. I guessed they were talking about me, judging by the way the gestured in my general direction every few seconds. Suddenly, Emmett took hold of each of my arms. Alice, Jasper, Esme, and Rosalie formed a protective circle around. I panicked as Edward was sthen blocked from my view. I could barely see Jane's sadistic girlish grin. I heard Edward start to yell something and scream.

Carlisle yelled, "No!"

Which mirrored my thoughts almost perfectly.

I tried to pull out of Emmett's iron grasp, but failed. His hands were like tourniquets on my arms, pinning them to my sides. I heard the crack and smelled the burning seconds later. And then Carlisle was beside us. I looked up to see Esme with her face pressed into his shoulder. Emmett had released me and was beside Rosalie. Alice sat with her face in her hands, shaking , with Jasper at her side.

And I felt guilty.

Because out of the seven of us, I was the only one who could cry. And then everything went black.

That's what I remembered most about the day the world ended. Later, I learned that Edward had seen the vision of his death in Alice's head. They had planned it out. No one was allowed to let me near Jane or Edward. Damn Edward and his morals.

Actually, it was more than that. Whatever happened to the whole "You die, I die" thing? I had made it clear that if he was to somehow perish, I wanted to go too. I refused to be kept safe 500 miles away when my true love was in imminent danger. God, DAMN him. I punched the pillow out of pure frustration. A light tapping at the window brought me out of my momentary hysteria. I sighed. Alice. She'd been visiting me almost every night since- I forced myself to think the words- Edward's death. I slipped out from under the covers and shuffled to the window. I shoved it open and stepped back as Alice dropped soundlessly from the sill. Once in, she hugged me and I slumped against her stone shoulder.

"Kill me," I whispered, only half-joking.

She pulled away.

"That's starting to get on my nerves. You know full well I would never even think of that."

I rolled my eyes. She had her own morals. Must be a vampire thing. I straightened.

"I have a theory," I informed her.

She looked wary. "Which is?"

"I figure if you change me now, I'll be so distracted that I won't have a whole lot of time to-"

"Don't finish that sentence," she cut me off, "You know it isn't that simple. You think that just because you can't cry that you'll feel less sad?" Her voice began to rise.

I sighed and sat down on the bed. "You're right," I told her, "I just want this to go away. You guys must hate me."

Alice stared at me and then sat down beside me.

"Of course not. Bella, no one blames you for this. I mean, really, we can't exactly hate you for something you can't control. Or rather-," She shook her head and I took her hand.

"Thanks, Alice."

She smiled and stood up.

"Come by tomorrow. Esme really wants to see you. She's worried."

I promised t visit and she left. I flopped down on the bed, knowing the chances of getting back to sleep were slim to none.

Jacob, where are you? I need you.

It was the hundredth time I'd thought those words that week. It was true though. I really did need him. He was my sun, my remedy when I needed it most. And now, when "need" didn't even begin to cover it, her was gone. The thought of his warm, russett skin brought tears to my eyes and I lay there, slowly crying myself back to sleep.

I'm sitting at my computer, trying desperately to finish up a chapter when I look up.

"You killed my Edward," Stephenie says matter-of-factly. She eyes the candy bar cluthed in my fist and snatches it away. She sniffs it an takes a bite. I'm in shock and seem to be unable to move. She disappears. With my candy bar.

"She took my chocolate," I say to myself, still shocked, and resume typing.

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