Flashback to Bella's death. Edward's POV
I walk through the open front door, a cold block of fear in my stomach. I smell blood, and I can't hear a heart beat, but I force myself not to jump to conclusions. I walk up to her room, afraid of what I might find. The door is open here too, and I walk in slowly, and my world stops. She is lying still on the bed, a bloody knife beside her. I know she's dead but I pull her into my arms anyway, and try desperately to bring her back. I look around desperately, hoping selfishly that she was murdered, so I don't have to face the cold reality. But all I find is note, which I know will prove that this was her own decision, and she made it because I wasn't there for her. I pull her even closer and kiss her forehead.
I keep thinking back to that night. I wonder what went through her mind when she decided to take her own life. When she wrote that note. I wonder how much pain she hid from us, and I wonder what the final straw was. She must have been in an awful lot of pain, to choose to pick up a knife and slit her throat instead of continuing to live.
Emmett's POV
It's an endless cycle. First grief, then disbelief, and finally anger. When the anger hits, I hate her, and I hate whoever drove her over the edge, to the point of no return. I hate her for not being strong enough to live, for not living for us. Then I feel guilty for hating her, because I know it wasn't her fault.
I don't know what we'll do without her. I really don't. I just know I need my sister back.
A.N.
So sorry about not updating! I've been so busy though. I just moved in with my dad, started volunteering at a shelter, New school, etc, etc. Anyway, review!
