A/N: Hey, this is my first fanfic. I have been suffering from extreme writer's block, but here it is, finally. Hope you like it!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Stephenie Meyer does.
I had had it with him. I couldn't believe we were having the same argument for the 900th time. Why won't he just do it already? Why can't he understand? I thought angrily.
"Bella, we've been through this." he said, trying to be patient, but failing miserably." I love you. I don't want you to suffer like we do."
"I'm suffering now! Can't you see that?" I yelled.
"I don't know how to make you understand."
I was desperate now. I had to make him see. I wasn't going to lose again. "I guess I'll never understand. If you love me so much, why won't you do this for me? We could be together forever. How could that possibly be bad?"
"Bella, I'm not going to do it. End of conversation." He sounded so definite. I knew I had lost again. Today was not the day. Yet I decided to try one more thing.
"Fine." I said. I knew even as I headed downstairs to the kitchen that I was being stupid. I couldn't believe what I was about to do. Yet I had to. As I reached the kitchen, I wondered if he would follow me. He had to for my plan to work. Sure enough, he appeared in the kitchen a moment later.
"What are you doing Bella?" he asked, sounding tired, resigned.
"Changing your mind." I opened a drawer and searched through it for what I wanted. I withdrew the object and turned to face Edward, careful to keep it hidden.
I held it behind my back, contemplating my next move. I knew I had to be quick or I would chicken out.
"What are you doing Bella?" he asked again, more worried this time.
I simply revealed the object in my hand, a small, but sharp knife. Common sense made one last attempt to change my mind. It'll never work. But I had to try. I was desperate now.
I held out my hand, palm up. I placed the knife blade on my wrist, careful not to cut. Yet.
"Bella, don't."
I ignored him. "If I cut here, you'll have to do it. That or let me bleed to death."
"Bella, please."
I saw the tortured look in his eyes and realized that this wasn't the way to get him to change me. Sure, I might end up a vampire, but I didn't want to risk losing Edward. I knew, once again, I was being irrational, but still, I couldn't help thinking that if I made him do it he wouldn't love me anymore.
I turned away. I couldn't bear to look at him anymore. I put the knife on the counter and sighed. Finally I turned back to face him.
"Why don't you want to be with me forever?"
"Bella, I do. I love you. You know that."
"Do I? Do I really?" I paused. He just stared at me. "Goodbye, Edward Cullen." I said finally, turning to leave. I went straight for my truck. I had to get out of there. I didn't know where I was going. I just drove.
A/N: So there it is, hope you liked it. Oh, by the way, unless you all review, this is a oneshot.