His liquid topaz eyes widened as he saw what I was about to do. I could see him begging with me without speaking a word to put the sharp-edged rock down, but I couldn't. I had to save him. I had lived for Edward, and now I was to die for him. I slowly pressed the jagged edge against the pale skin on my hand. I felt a sharp pain as a single drop of blood fell from my veins. Victoria couldn't help herself. She flew towards me and when she began to drink my blood, a soft murmur of pleasure escaped her lips.
As I started to become faint, I saw Edward watching in horror trying to get up. Finally he got up a burst of strength and came up on Victoria from behind. He tore her apart with a passion, and threw her pieces into the fire they had set up in their camp.
Edward struggled over to my bleeding figure. He saw my loss of blood and realized that if he attempted to suck out Victoria's venom, he may extract enough blood to kill me.
I looked into Edward's eyes and tried to mutter I love you, but suddenly a burning pain was shooting through my hand and slowly creeping through my whole body. I screamed and yelled and shrieked, but the pain would not stop. I could feel my sanity leaving me as my eyes rolled into the back of my head, but my body refused to shut down.
I had only had the wish to die once before, when Edward had left, but now I wanted it more than anything, the pain was unbearable. Tears constantly flowed out of my eyes, but in between the waves of pain I could see Edwards worried face twisted with hate for him self and sadness for me. I felt bad that I had to put him through my screaming, but just as that thought came into my mind, I felt a new stronger wave of pain shoot through me and let out a blood-curdling scream. Forgetting that Edward was even there.