*Just a little taste tell me what you guys think cause I'm not sure how to take this story. Should I finish from right here or a different way?*
Edward's POV
After I snapped Isabella's neck I felt a little remorseful. But only for her eyes.
I picked up her lifeless body and brought her down to the basement where Emmett and Jasper were.
Their mates were naked, hanging upside down with their blood dripping from there necks into a bucket.
Carlisle was standing behind making sure the blood didn't tempt us. I did the same to Isabella. Stripping her clothes off, hanging her up by her feet, and cutting her throat just enough for the blood to drip. I pulled a bucket out just in time for it to catch the blood.
After we had finished everything we went back upstairs for some red wine. Mother was upstairs waiting for up with wine.
"How did everything go?" She asked pouring the thick liquid into glasses.
"It was fine, just the usual. Now all we have to do it wait. They'll wake up soon enough."
Mother shuddered, "I remember waking up. So weird everything was so much brighter and just strange."
Dad smiled at her and patted his leg. She sat. "Oh well when they wake up it'll be difficult but they'll break. The younger ones always do."