I don't own the characters from Twilight nor do I own the poem Girl Forever Gone by Angie Flores

Her face is puffy and red, while painful tears stream down her sad face.
She cries out loudly, hoping someone will hear her silent screams.
So many voices going through her head,
telling her how better she would feel if she were dead.
She places her shaking hands over her ears, trying not to listen.
She yells out once again for help, yet no one comes to her rescue.
She then remains sitting there on her cold bathroom floor, while the clock ticks by.
Her body begins to shake uncontrollably, unable to stop it all.
Starting to realize that no one cares, feeling so alone and helpless.
She finally comes to the decision that there is only one thing left to do.

BPov

I don't want you.

Why? I'm sorry. I'll change.

I don't want you.

I'm sorry.

I don't want you.

Please.

I don't want you.

I can't do this anymore. I can't keep up my facade, I can't keep living. The pain of it is just to much. I tried.

Excuse. Try harder.

Why?

Try.

I can't. You were right about one thing. I am human. I can only survive so much before I snap and break completely.

You promised you'd stay safe.

You promised it would be as if you never existed.

What about Charlie, Renee, your friends?

Charlie isn't enough anymore. Renee has already moved on. What friends. This is pathetic. I'm arguing with the sound of his voice. He left. They all left. And they're never coming back. So here I am, in my bathroom with this knife. I always thought I would be to afraid to do something like this. I used to think if it ever came down to something like this I would chicken out. Now that I'm here, I see nothing else as an alternative. I hope the note I left will be sufficent enough for Charlie.

He goes nothing. This way it will be over. No more pain. No more nightmares. No more thoughts of HIM. No more.

You promised . . .

"I tried."

I can feel the sweet rejoice of physical pain, just a little deeper, little more. There we go, now the other one. Finally freedom from the memories, the nauseating pain of hurt. It's getting darker now, things are fuzzing out.

I try to move my head to see what the big bang was, but all I can see is some blonde in a white coat. His hands are so cold, why is grabbing my wrists, is he trying to stop the bleeding. Surely he can tell he's to late.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but I can't let you die."

Die? It's what I want. Why would this blonde god denie me my escape? I know it's to late.

Fire. It's burning.

Cpov

Listening to Alice talk about her horrific vision was horrendous. One of my children needing my help. It was decided I would be the one to go because of all the blood. I had to hurry. We should have never listened to Edward, we should have stayed behind.

I've finally reached her house, and already I can smell gracious amounts of the sweet perfume of Bella's blood.

"I tried."

You tried what Bella? I rush in through the door, straight up the stairs to bathroom throwing the door open into the wall.

Oh my God. I have to stop the bleeding. Applying pressure isn't working, she's lost to much. I can't let my little girl die. She's going to hate me, but I have no choice. I wont let her.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry, but I can't let you die."

I bend her head at an angle, and bite at her neck. Careful to not draw out any more of her blood, but still pump in my venom. She fallen unconscious. I slowly pick her up. Blood is all over the floor, I don't have time to worry about cleaning it up. I need to get her out of here, I need to get her back to our house in Alaska. Damn it, I should of brought my car. No choice, I'm going to have to run her there, or at least far enough away no one will hear her scream. On my way out of her house I spot a note for Charlie and grab it. If he had found the note and blood but no Bella, things would get bad. At least with the blood and no Bella I can work with it. I get to the forest when Bella releases a painful scream. It's begun, only about 1500 miles to go. We'll be there in about 2 hours. I hope Alice foresaw this and has a room set up for her. I hope that I've done the right thing. I hope she'll forgive me for all that I and my family have done.

Sorry if it's a little rushed, I just wanted to get the first one done and out of the way so I can move on to the actually story please enjoy and do review, just no flames. I do take helpful advice. Sorry if its also short, I will work on that in the future.