This isn't my best work, but it's the first chapter, so give me feedback on it and I'll give you a shout out in chapter two :)
(It will get a lot more exciting... I promise!)
Edwards POV
I took a deep breath as I stepped outside the giant white modern mansion I called my home. I didn't need it. No clinically dead person I knew did, I thought whilst sharing a dark laugh with myself. Still, the air in my lungs was always nice to feel.
I soon began to start my usual run to Bella's house. I took my time, knowing at this time she'd be in the shower, expecting me on her bed when she had finished. It became our daily routine. I wore a light blue shirt, dark jeans, and my usual black shoes, as it was always a pleasure to see Bella look my body up and down when I got to her, almost like a greeting.
I ran past the fresh green grass as the drooping trees dangled and skimmed my head, straight through the dense forest, until the sun started piercing the tree leaves above me. From the cover of the trees I was now able to view the house I had visited every day since me and Bella had returned from Italy. I ran up to her window, hopping onto her bed and resting my head against the wall. A few seconds past when I realised something was wrong.
My nose tingled, my eyes watered, and my throat tightened. I could feel every particle in the air change, until my whole body began to recognise sweet, metallic smell that I knew too well. I could smell blood.
My whole body froze as I began to realise the only thing I had ever smelt to the same perfection, was when I was sucking the venom out of Bella's wrist. As it dawned on me that she was bleeding, and most probably hurt, I shot out of the room and down the hallway. My senses took me to the bathroom, to which I knocked down the door with a push from my cold hand and tried to take in what the white room had within it.
There was a pool of scarlet blood on the floor, stretching across the wide room. Lying in the centre was Bella. She looked perfect. Her lips were pink, her skin pale and even, and her clothes clung to her body with the mixture of blood and water. I could hear her heavy heartbeat getting lighter by the second, and there wasn't any time to lose.
Knowing Jasper was at the house, I would have to treat her here. He still couldn't deal with blood. I rushed her to her bed, and frantically looked for the fresh wound. Not letting my mind wonder onto the topic of how she got it.
I ran my hands along her body, searching for any skin tear I could find. Horror struck when I heard nothing. I felt nothing either. He heart had stopped, and the wounds were impossibly hard to find. She couldn't be dead. She just couldn't. My face turned to stone as I realised what had happened.
"Please not you Bella!" I yelled.
"Please… You were meant to be pure!" I wasn't prepared for this.
"SAY SOMETHING! GET UP!" I roared, hearing the echo bounce of the walls in her tiny room. There was no response. I sunk into the old wooden chair across the room, not wanting to ever get out of it. Just at that moment, as if timed perfectly, she began screaming. No heartbeat. No breath. Just screams.
The next time she woke, her eyes matched the colour of her satin-stained cloths. She was gone.
Also, yes this is my first multi chapter, since I deleted my others.
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Thank you for reading!
-Shannon! xoxo