A/N: I'm going through a dark moment and was wondering who would miss me if I died. Thus, this fic was born. But I HAD TO GET IT OUT!
Summary: Edward realizing Bella is dead. Drabble
Regret
I can't believe it. She's dead.
It seems like only days ago that she was smiling up happily at me. I still can feel the warmth on her face, the gentle red color coming over her pale completion as she blushed at my touch.
I absentmindedly raised my hand to look at it. I could see it stroking back her hair only days before.
I would never have her beautifully small hand to encase in mine, her warm body to hold close, I would never feel that warmth.
Never again.
I will never love anyone else like I love her.
She died so quickly it seemed like. It must have seemed like an eternity for her, the pain she went through.
But I couldn't save her.
It was the one thing that I couldn't do, after what I had done before. Her death was going to come; it was too late when I tried to undo it.
Alice has never left my side since then, except when I wanted to be alone. I was never completely alone; Bella was always there with me. I could feel her.
Is it wrong that I don't regret what I have done? It was for the best, I keep trying to tell myself that.
But I killed her.
I will never again be able to see her blush, hold her warm body, she is just so cold.
Yet, I couldn't help but smile. I know she's happy. So am I.
"Edward…" my angel said to me.
I looked down at her perfect figure, her blood re eyes, her paler face. She was gorgeous.
Yes, I'm happy.
I regret nothing.
A/N: o ya, it sucked. I just read it over, and I don't like how it turned out o much, but I'm going to put it up here for a few of my fans.