How Twilight should've been
Bella: I know what you are.
Edward: Say it. Out loud.
Bella: Vampire.
Edward: Are you afraid?
Bella: No.
Edward: Liar! You are afraid! You liar!
Bella: What! I'm not afraid!
Edward: Yes you are. You know too much. I have to kill you…
Plus… Girl. Your blood smells delicious!
Bella: Um… Thank you? Anyways… Do you have to kill me?
Edward: Yes.
Bella: Alright, whatever. I would've died eventually.
Edward: Okay. Here's my gun. Shoot yourself.
Bella: What! You said you're killing me!
Edward: Oh right. I forgot. Okay ready?
Bella: Yes.
Edward: (Gun shot noise) PPPUUUOOHH!
Emmett: DUDE! What have you done?
Edward: I killed Bella.
Alice: Oh… Why would you do that Edward! She was going to be my best friend! You were going to marry her. You were even going to knock her up with some vampire hybrid!
Edward: WHAT!
Emmett: Oh well. Better luck next time Eddie boy.
Edward had no idea that he killed his singer/soul mate so… he got hella depressed and tore himself apart and threw himself into a fire. What he didn't know was that suicidal vampires don't die, they just stay alive… dead… the way they were before. So… they found out that the only way for a vampire to die is to either get ripped by another vampire, because that vampire really hates you. Or be forced to rip yourself apart. Since no one in Edward's family wanted to help kill him or force him to rip himself apart, he just ended sulking for the rest of eternity, thinking about the life he could've had, if he hadn't killed Bella.
The End