Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does :'-(
But Edward is mine….
Just kidding :-)
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The pain engulfed her for three long, never-ending days. Three days didn't seem so bad at first, but 72 hours or 4320 minutes did. When she was able to break free of the smothering pain, she begged Edward to kill her. She couldn't see the anguish on his face through her tear-stained eyes.
Why didn't he kill her? Didn't he love her enough to end her suffering? Maybe he never loved her. He knew how much pain she would be in, and yet he let her go through it anyway. It was all for him, and he never cared! Why didn't he leave her before it was too late?! Why did she ever meet him?!
The second day, her eyes stopped watering. She couldn't cry anymore. Inside, her body twisted and turned in impossible directions, and she felt her physical features warping into something new.
The third day, her breath became shallow and her heart slowly slowed down. A dull sparkle of hope rose in her. She was almost there.
A couple of hours later, she slowly became conscience. Her eyes slowly blinked open and focused above her. The man above her looked down on her with silent despair.
"Bella? Are you okay?"
Her throat felt dry and chapped. No matter how many times she swallowed, it never quenched her thirst. She wanted something to drink. No. She needed something to drink. She suddenly realized someone was yelling at her.
"Bella! Bella! Can you hear me?"
She looked up and her red eyes blazed into his golden ones.
"Who are you?"
I know… this is sort of a sad, depressing cliff hanger.
But I will update again!