A/N: Hey everybody! This is just a oneshot I wanted to write. I know there are probably thousands of others like this, but, hey, whatever. I can write my own version. :~) What if Edward hadn't stopped drinking Bella's blood at the end of Twilight? Here is my answer! Please, no flaming, and constructive criticism only. Reviews are appreciated!
No Restraint
Written by Elphie
Bella moaned, her body tensed in pain. I could smell the venom running through her veins but wondered why I had to be the one to suck it out.
"Edward…" Carlisle warned me. I nodded stiffly and gently picked up Bella's limp hand. Slowly, testing my strength, I placed my venomous teeth onto her delicate skin and bit down. Bella screamed, but I was lost. Her blood filled me with a thousand delicious sensations, the taste exploding in my mouth. The venom hadn't spread far and I sucked it out easily, loving how clean her blood tasted without venom tainting it.
"Edward!" I heard Carlisle shout, mentally and verbally. I didn't stop, far too lost in a world of flavor and sensation.
"Edward…" Bella murmured. Her thin voice, usually so full of passion, made me hesitate, remembering our brief time together.
"I'm not afraid." She had once told me. She had had an unexplained trust in me… A trust for me to do the right thing and not kill her, even though I knew I didn't deserve it.
With a horrified sob I threw her hand away, retreating to the furthest corner of the room. Bella was all but drained of blood, her mahogany hair contrasting sharply with her pale skin.
"Edward… Don't… hate yourself." Bella whispered, her eyes searching weakly for me. With a sigh she closed her eyes, a peaceful expression settling over her beautiful features.
"That's a future I didn't see." Alice muttered, shocked. "But I guess there's a monster in everybody." She glared at me and walked out of the room, her back stiff and her mind blocked off.
"Why, Edward?" Carlisle asked.
"Her blood… It was too sweet… I couldn't stop." I explained, weakly, Carlisle thought.
"Kill me." I whispered brokenly.
"No. You will have to live with what you have done." Carlisle followed Alice out of the room, leaving me alone with Bella's lifeless body. And yet, Bella hadn't blamed me. Even after I had broken her trust in me, she still held onto love.
"I love you." I kissed Bella's forehead, promising her silently that I would join her soon. Just like Romeo and Juliet, I thought. Only, Juliet was really dead and hadn't taken a potion. Her Romeo had killed her.
A/N: Yeah… That sounded a lot better in my head. What did you think, and please no flaming!