The Perfect Ending to the Twilight Saga

Mike Newton blocked the front door of Bella's house, preventing her escape from him. Adrenaline clearly coursed through his veins as he pointed the gun at her head. He had found out the truth about the werewolves and the vampires in Forks.

"Why would you want Jacob or Edward?" he growled at her. "I'm the NORMAL one. I'm not a FREAK like they are!"

Bella shook her head, holding back her fearful tears. How could Edward not be here to save her? Where was he when she needed him now? "Normal?" she whispered. Suddenly she felt braver. "Jacob may be werewolf and Edward may be a vampire, but they aren't the crazy holding a girl at gunpoint because she is in love with her soul mate instead of them."

"Shut up! Where is your so called 'soul mate' when you're in real trouble?" Mike shouted at her, bringing up the question she had just been asking herself. "Well say goodbye Isabella Swan." With a crack, the gun went off, killing Bella instantly.

Suddenly Edward and Jacob exploded through the window. "NO!" they both yelled at the same time, sadness gripping them both tightly to the point of suffocation.

Another crack sounded as Mike shot himself, collapsing on top of the dead body of Bella. Edward and Jacob stared at each other, connected by their sorrow. Jacob let out a howl of rage and fell to his knees by the two bodies. Edward stood silently behind him. After a moment, he placed a comforting hand on Jacob's shoulder, trying to distract himself from his own sorrow. That is how they remained for what seemed like a lifetime but was in fact only half an hour. Edward offered Jacob his hands at the end of that half hour and helped him to stand up. While their hands were still touching, their eyes locked and the strangest mutual feeling passed between them. Whether the emotions resulting from Bella's death or something deeper caused the feeling, Edward and Jacob realized they did not truly hate each other. In fact, in that instant, they knew that Bella was not the soul mate for either one of them; Jacob and Edward were soul mates.
"Did you feel" – Jacob started before Edward placed a single finger on Jacob's lips to silence him.

"Don't say another word," Edward breathed, taking Jacob's hands in his again.

Slowly they moved towards each other, and their lips finally touched. One kiss brought them into a state of pure bliss. The dead (THANK GOD) Bella Swan was long forgotten.