I sink deeper into my love's arms, trying to forget the vampire he just killed, the werewolf ex best friend that has been hurt, and the vampire that the Volturi… disposed of. His cold arms, usually causing me to freeze, are cool and refreshing, and it helps on a warm summer night.

But try as I might, I cannot get to sleep. I'm afraid of the nightmares that threaten to consume me.

Lying in my vampire's arms, I cower, afraid of the dark, hoping for the light to come forward. I only hope that my beautiful love can protect me.

By Inkhandedlady AN: My terrible attempt at Edwella.