I don't own twilight.
Crimson
Bella's P.O.V.
All I remember is the blinding lights.
My baby was downstairs somewhere. I listened for breathing and found none. I leaned over the table and threw up a pool of red. Blood.
"Carlisle, she threw up again. You said she would stop. You said she'd be okay." My husbands voice was so close. Why couldn't I see him.
" I want my child! Where is she?" I yelled at them.
Something warm touched my palm. Then something warm crawled into my arms. She smiled a bright smile of pearly white teeth. I coughed again and threw up over the side of the bed again.
My daughter took my hand and whispered into my ear. "It's all okay momma. I'll tell your story. You fought it for a month before you finally gave in." She said in her voice of a thousand angels singing in harmony.
I looked around and saw we were alone. She pulled out a syringe with a dark colored liquid and thrust it into my neck. I saw her smile once more before she injected it into my body.
First I felt nothing. Then I started to scream. My body shivered and Renesmee crawled off of my body. She hid the syringe and watched as everyone joined us.
"Bella. NO!" Edward yelled out as he picked me up and carried me off to the forest.
"Renesmee put something in me." I told him. He didn't hear. I hadn't even heard it.
He sat me on his lap in the middle of our meadow and my vision blurred. I couldn't keep my eyes open and I gave in to the darkness. His cool lips brushed on mine and I remembered the last smile I had seen. My baby did this to me.
I heard a soft song playing nearby and noticed it was Clair De Lune. My body quaked one last time before I let my last tear fall.
"I love you Edward." I said to him as he laid on the ground with me next to him.
"I know love. That's why you had to go." And with that, he disappeared and I died slowly and alone. My heart stopped as the last note played. I died for no good reason. I died for love.
