Disclaimer: I don't own anything Twilight. Sadly.
A/N: Okay, I'm branching out a bit. I'm used to just writing Harry Potter fluff, so this is new for me. I'll try my best.
Preface
I can feel his cold breath against my wildly beating pulse.
I can feel his stone-like grasp pinning me down, preventing me from running, escaping.
I can feel my hot tears cooling in the breeze as they lingered on my cheeks.
I can feel the wind shift and I can hear the leaves rustle.
I can feel the humidity in the air.
I can feel his breathing becoming uneven.
I can feel his body tense.
I can feel his mouth turn into a snarl.
I can feel his desire to kill me.
But I can't feel the one person I absolutely needed.
I can't feel Edward.
No matter how hard I try, he is lost to me.
This way will be easier. He won't have to suffer.
I keep telling myself this, hoping that by the time my life is over, I'll fully believe it.
I can feel his breath become shallow. It's time.
That's when the world began to spin and spots began to form.
And I can't feel anything at all.
A/N: As you can see, Bella is in trouble. Again. How will she get out of it? You'll just have to review.