Disclaimer: I have no rights to Twilight by Stephenie Meyer. The only thing I own is this plotline.

A Quick Note: This is my very first fanfic, so I'd like to ask people to read and give any kind of review (critical or complementary), and just tell me the truth. It will only help my writing. Thanks!

(This is what I was hoping would happen as I read the story. It picks up after paragraph 3 of chapter 23, The Angel, because that's where Bella is bitten and Edward comes in. For your convenience, the text that is in bold is the actual text from the book, not my own (I'm pretty sure that as long as I give credit, it's ok to do this. If it's not someone please tell me!).)


As I drifted, I dreamed.

Where I floated, under the dark water, I heard the happiest sound my mind could conjure up – as beautiful, as uplifting, as it was ghastly. It was another snarl; a deeper, wilder roar that rang with fury.

I was brought back, almost to the surface, by a sharp pain slashing my upraised hand, but I couldn't find my way back far enough to open my eyes.

Breathlessly, I heard a familiar voice, familiar but I didn't know whose, gasp, "No!"

I tried to open my eyes; I knew I was in danger. All I was able to see was a dark silhouette dropping down next to me, another coming towards me, and a faint light coming from far away.

"Bella!" screamed that same voice, "Please. No."

The other shape had reached me now, but the first grabbed me with ice-like arms and held me to an even colder chest.

"Careful," warned a new, though still recognizable voice. It came from the second figure who was attempting to determine how badly I was wounded.

I began moaning in pain. Pain from all over. My head, my leg, my chest. But worst of all was my hand, which was rapidly spreading up my arm. It was like being drenched in acid. My body was dissolving, being destroyed, from the inside out.

"It's all my fault!" sobbed the voice of the one holding me. Why couldn't I remember whose voice it was? "I swore to protect you! Bella! Please!"

"She's been bitten!" yelled the second form.

The figure cradling me went rigid. "Can't we do anything!"

At that same time my body started to spasm violently. The acid had traveled all through my arm up to my shoulder. Alice was wrong, I thought, the transformation doesn't take days, it doesn't even take hours. But she had been right about the pain.

Alice. Suddenly it all came rushing back. The ballet studio. James. Edward.

The voice I now remembered to be Carlisle's said, "The poison is traveling too fast; her pulse is extraordinarily high. You only have two choices: let the toxin take its effects, or end it all now."

With defeat edging into his voice, Edward sobbed, "No! There had to be another way! I promised! Bella," he said, calming down, for my sake, I'm sure, "I love you. I'm so sorry. You can not understand how sorry I am."

All my other injuries were becoming obsolete as the inferno that was now my blood continued to spread.

I tried to say that I loved Edward with all my heart. That he had no reason to be sorry; he had done everything he could to keep me away from James. But all I was able to get out was, "I lov-," before I began an agonizing scream.

Edward clutched me even tighter as he began to sob again mumbling over and over how much he loved me, how sorry he was, and could I ever forgive him?

Once my scream had subsided, Edward leaned over me all the while mumbling, so his frigid cheek was against mine. His ear was right next to my lips and I was able to whisper, "I love you. I'm sorry."

"No Bella," was all I heard before I was consumed my darkness.


Ok, not my best and I know it was really similar to the original Twilight chapter. But I promise the second chapter is very different I just thought they needed to be separate!