A/N: I've only just thought of this but I just had to write it down. Just pretend that the characters are like the way I perceive them. I hope you enjoy it. All human. One-shot.
Her Dying Words
"When you've finished cleaning, can you come in here a minute?" Renee called from the sparkling clean living room which I had finished cleaning a matter of minutes ago.
I rubbed the bathroom floor once more and placed the dirty cloth into a bucket of soapy water that was next to me. I got up off my knees and brushed myself down.
"Coming," I whispered to myself.
I pushed open the door and headed to the living room. Phil and Renee were sat on the sofa, cuddling each other. I shuffled my feet nervously and waited for their judgement of my cleaning.
"It's alright, but you could do better," Renee thought out loud. I grimaced, I'd have to do it all over again. She turned to Phil and spoke again. "I'm just going to fetch us a bottle of bubbly." She bent down and pressed her lips to Phil's cheek. "To celebrate," she added with a wink.
"Celebrating? What are you celebrating?" I asked quietly.
"None of your business, Isabella," she snapped viciously. She exited the room and the door slammed behind her. Now that she had gone the tension in the air multiplied.
"Now, Isabella," Phil said. He smiled menacingly. "Let's inspect the bathroom, shall we? See if it's up to scratch."
"I... I haven't finished, yet," I stuttered as I followed him. I stumbled and accidentally grabbed hold of him to stable myself.
"Get your dirty hands off of me, girl!" He grabbed hold of my hand and pushed it off his body. His own hands clenched into fists and I knew what was about to come next. I readied myself for the pain. There was a loud crack as his knuckles hit my face and I could taste the blood in my mouth. The blood poured out of my mouth and dribbled down my chin and splashed on the floor.
"Oh, look," Phil said with mock surprise. "More cleaning for you."
He placed his hand on my shoulder and forcefully pushed me down onto the floor.
"Hurry up now, Isabella. Your mother won't be very happy if it's not done."
He smiled falsely one more time and turned on his heel and exited the room.
I sighed openly now he was gone and hooked the cloth out of the bucket and started scrubbing again. This would take me ages because my mouth kept producing fresh blood on the floor. I scrubbed endlessly and soon the bathroom floor reflected the light and shined. I heard the back door open and my mother shuffling her feet.
"Isabella!" she barked.
"Yes, mother?"
"Have you finished cleaning?"
"Yeah, I suppose."
"Then cook us dinner! My darling Phil and I need to relax."
I got up off the floor again and grabbed the bucket handle and lifted it. It took all of my strength because I was so weak. I hadn't got any sleep last night because Phil wanted me to wash all the dishes and glasses out of the cupboard. I had slaved to make sure they were good enough for him. I shuffled out of the room and walked into the kitchen. I placed the bucket near the sink and emptied the contents down the plughole. I watched as all the muddy brown water flowed and created a noise which resembled a waterfall. After I had finished I put the bucket away and searched the freezer, the fridge and all the cupboards that contained food for anything Renee and Phil would enjoy. I soon found something; some vegetables and some kind of curry. I decided to make them a Chinese. I then tried to find something quick I could make for myself. They both hated if I ate with them at the table so I always ate in my room. I found a packet of Monster Munch and a placed it on the side for later.
I turned on the oven and placed the chicken into it. While the chicken was cooking I prepared the fresh vegetables and put the curry into a frying pan and watched it sizzle away. Soon, the chicken was ready and I took it out. I arranged the food onto two separate plates and set the table romantically. There was a candle in the middle which flickered soothingly and a large vase as a the centre piece.
"It's ready," I said with a small smile. I was happy because now I could go upstairs and sneakily text my boyfriend, Edward. He tried to help me, he really did. But there was so much help one person could get.
I carefully walked upstairs after collecting my crisps off the side. I walked into my room. It was dark so I turned on my old lamp which flashed annoyingly. I pulled out my phone that Edward had brought me secretly. He paid for the top-up every month just so I could text him daily. I searched for his phone number and started writing a text.
Edward, I can't take it any more.
Phil punched me tonight, just because I fell.
Help me, Edward.
I love you.
Xxx
I realised tears had started falling and I used my worn out jumper's sleeve to wipe them away. I wasn't expecting a reply so quickly and I jumped.
Bella, you know I love you too.
Just... Don't think about it.
Soon, we'll get a place together and you won't need to worry any more.
But, please, don't do anything reckless.
Xxx
I texted back immediately.
I won't do anything reckless, why would you think I would?
Xxx
My phone beeped minutes later and I opened the message.
Okay, I'm coming over. If you like it or not, Bella.
I love you.
Xxx
And that was when I knew what I had to do. I sat down at my desk and pulled a piece of plain lined paper towards me and wrote down my feelings.
Dear Everyone,
There are few people in this world that truly care about me and I thank you few. But some people in my life have caused me to write this letter.
This is a letter of death, and it comes from the bottom of my heart.
I know that some of you didn't mean to cause me pain, but you did, and it hurt me more than words can explain. But then some of you just caused me total happiness that tried to balance out the hurt but the hurt and the pain were too strong and overpowered the love.
This is why I have to write this... To do this.
I need you to know that I cannot live any longer, it's unbearable. And so I must bid you all goodbye, just one more time.
Edward – You need to know I love you... I've always loved you. Ever since I first saw you. And you need to promise to me that you will keep yourself alive and spread joy to other people's lives, like you did to mine because that's all you did. You make me happy. I love you so much, Edward.
Alice – I know exactly what you say when I've done the deed. You'll call me stupid and joke about it for a while, and then you'll finally realise that I've gone. I'm so sorry, Alice, but this needs to be done. I need to go. It's my time.
Charlie – If you ever read this you need to understand that I'm sorry that I didn't spend as much time as possible with you. Hell, you'll probably think I was avoiding you because of your bad split with Renee. But Charlie, I love you. You were the best father anyone could ever ask for. I just didn't realise that before now. I love you Dad, always.
Renee – You hurt me, but my death is an apology to you if I ever did anything that made you turn against me, that made you resent me. After all we've been through, I still love you. Because you're my Mom. You were my rock, I depended on you. And know, I'm repaying you by death. I love you.
Phil – I just hope you know that you made me a stronger person, but it's still because of you that I die today. My death is inevitable, and you caused that. I hope you're happy now that you and Renee can spend life without me.
So, now I'm saying goodbye, for the last time. I hope you enjoy your life.
I love you,
Bella xxx
I finished the letter and placed it to the side. I got up off the chair and went to my bag. I rummaged in it and found what I was looking for, a bunch of roses. I walked downstairs, being careful not to step on the steps that creaked noisily. I reached the bottom and turned around, the roses still in my hand and their thorns stinging my hands and causing them to bleed slightly. I went back up the stairs slowly, peeling off rose petals, leaving a trail of them behind me. The rose trail led right into my bedroom, onto my bed. This is where I planned to die.
I checked in my pockets, looking for the weapon. I pulled out the sharp knife that I had hid in my pocket from when I was preparing dinner earlier. I placed it next to the letter and went over to the corner of my room, where my iPod was placed in my iPod dock. I chose some music and it played.
You won't cry for my absence, I know,
You forgot me long ago,
Am I that unimportant?
Am I so insignificant?
Isn't something missing?
Isn't someone missing me?
The song continued playing as I picked up the knife. I then sat down on my bed and I breathed in a deep breath. I heard a car beeping from outside and I jumped, startled. I got up off my bed and looked out of my window into the darkness. I saw the reflection of a silver Volvo. It was Edward. Damn!
I got onto my bed again and placed the blade next to my veins. I shivered, but I wasn't cold. I was just nervous. It was now or never. The knife was cold to my skin, but I couldn't hold back any more.
I drew back the knife and felt the hot blood pour out of my veins and onto my duvet. I didn't feel any pain, just happiness. It was going to end, this horrible life is ending.
I heard someone stomping up the stairs hastily. I kept drifting in and out of consciousness.
"Bella," he whispered nervously. "Bella, wake up. Don't die."
"My Angel," I mumbled. "I... Love... You."
"As do I, Bella," he replied. "I love you. Live, for me."
"I can't."
They were my last words and I died with him embracing me, my own perfect Angel.
A/N: So that's it then.. It didn't take me long to write.. It's not my best work but still.. please review :)
The song I used is Missing by Evanescence :)
I might make this a two-shot if anyone wants me to write about Edward's views on reading her letter. If you do, write it in a review. Thank you! :)