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BPOV

The surprisingly hot hands that forced me out of Emmett's arms made me gasp.

I hadn't finished my breath before I was slammed into what felt like a bendable piece of concrete.

I felt something sharp shove through the skin of my back, my head rebounded from the impact and my chin ricocheted off of my chest. I was choking on the air in my throat, searching for any bit of oxygen to soothe my burning lungs. My ribs felt like they had collapsed.

I couldn't help but wonder where Edward was. Did he leave me here? Did he finally realize how imperfect I really was? A shudder ran down my body.

Suddenly my eyes began to blur and my thoughts swam through a disgusted fog. My arm was hot…and bleeding, bad. The smell of salty iron and rust made me feel sick. I cringed internally as I glanced down at the crimson streaks running into the ground. I could feel blood underneath me from my back and head too.

Maybe this would be the end. Perhaps fate had finally caught up with me. Because James hadn't finished the job (thanks to Edward) Victoria would.

It tore me up inside as I thought of Edward's absence. But I should be thankful that he loved me at all. I would spend my last moments enjoying the moments he gave me, and the love he filled my heart with instead of wrestling with reality.

I smiled as the smell of Edward's skin and the sound of his velvety voice sang through my mind.

"BELLA!"

This voice was the one I expected to hear in my final moments…but not this way…it wrought with pain. I wondered why. Maybe I could help? Why was I hearing these words? Why couldn't I remember how he said he loved me…

I just let my thoughts slip away into the warm wind. Maybe when I got to heaven my angel would be there. Maybe.

EPOV

A heave in my chest throttled me face down into the sand.

The sloppy air fell hard into the deep parts of my lungs. I gulped the air but it still felt like I was being suffocated. My hands shook and my neck stung as small pieces of sand shifted into it.

What was I doing? Bella was in trouble. And I was here! I was here crying in the sand. I was useless. What more could I do to put her in danger? I hated myself. I cursed the heavens for having brought me into Bella Swan's life. I was an executioner to the only person that could make my dead heart beat. She hung from a noose of bloodthirsty monsters waiting to suck her dry.

A wicked knot in my heart tightened cripplingly. A sickly hate for myself began to drain from it. My hand flew to my chest and kept the bleeding organ between my ribs from falling into the sand.

I raised myself out of the sand and bolted towards the hideous scream that had shattered my insides. I yelled into the unsettled night air. I just screamed her name. I wasn't sure if she could hear me…but maybe she would hold on longer if she did. Please Bella. Oh please don't leave me now. I can't live without you. I won't live without you. I made myself a promise. If Bella died I would die. I would follow her into the afterlife. If God felt merciful perhaps he would let me be with my angel.

So I ran as if I had wings.

A scent filled my nostrils that made my throat ache with thirst and my stomach twist sickeningly in the same moment. Was she hurt worse than I had seen?

The sand flew in front of me as I stopped dead in my tracks. I could see them. They were still relatively far away but my enhanced vision had its advantages. Carlisle was charging at Victoria as she tried to lunge at Bella again. Emmett leaned over Bella and was trying to wake her up.

In less than a few seconds I was there.

"FILTHY BASTARD! YOU'LL PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID TO JAMES! YOU'LL PAY IF IT'S THE LAST THING I EVER DO! THAT LITTLE GIRL IS GOING TO DIE AND YOU'RE GOING TO WATCH! I CAN'T…."

Victoria's vehement screeches were interrupted as I plowed into her chest forcing her over the cliff. We fell for less than a second before I threw my claws into Victoria's stony skin.

I could feel Carlisle's thoughts as he stood next to Bella and Emmett but I pushed them away. I had to focus.

We struggled intensely for a few moments but I didn't feel her blistering grip on my arms and torso or the bite of her sharp nails. I fought for Bella. The love I had for her fueled me past any strength or power Victoria could ever have.

Finally I shoved Victoria's neck against a boulder at the edge of the river. She smiled menacingly at me and then spat in my face.

"No one will ever remember you dear. You can't honestly believe that that pathetic human cares for you the way you seem to care about her. How could she? You're a beast. You're the type of monster she had nightmares of when she was little. Don't you see?"

Victoria's words filled me with an unquestionable angst but I heard the faint ring of truth within the statement. My ribs softened and my heart came to weigh a thousand pounds. I could barely hold up my chest.

I growled fiercely and then snapped the neck between my hands, threw the skull against the opposite cliff wall, and roared in fury. Its pieces flew into the floor of the ravine only to be swallowed up by the sand. I tore the other body parts into pieces and threw them into the river.

Emmett's POV

God what had I done. Oh no. What would Edward think? Would he ever forgive me? Carlisle said it was the only way. But he had to go find Alice and Jasper. Oh no…I dreaded seeing Edward's face when he found out. Shit. This was going to be bad.

And what about poor Bella? I couldn't lose the only little sister I had ever known! I just couldn't. Was that selfish of me?

I heard the sound of splintering stone. I ran to the edge of the cliff and saw him tearing up what was left of the stupid bitch. I wished I could have been the one to do that. She deserved the deepest circle of Hell. And then I saw Edward turn and meet my gaze. I couldn't help my mind.

EPOV

I'm so sorry.

Emmett's thoughts froze in my mind. I felt like my limbs were going to scamper away from me as I shook furiously. What the fuck was he sorry about?

Did Bella die? Was she gone? I quickly dismissed those thoughts…I couldn't even bear the idea.

"What the fuck happened Emmett!" My voice trembled.

I saw his mind run through the past five minutes.

Carlisle dashed to Bella's side where Emmett was holding her hand.

"Carlisle! Carlisle what's wrong? Is she going to be okay?! What do we do?"

"No Emmett. She's not okay…these wounds are fatal."

"Fatal? Like deadly? NO! No, they can't be. She suffered the same or worse because of James."

"Exactly, she has not healed completely from the wounds James gave her. Actually she's barely healed at all. The impact between her and the ground not only forced her severed shoulder blade through the skin on her back, it caused severe head trauma. Plus she's suffering from intense internal bleeding because all of the internal wounds James inflicted were held together by a weak stitching. And all of those lacerations were ripped open by the strength of the fall."

"So she's dead? There's no way to save her? She'll die in this hellish sand pit?" Emmett's voice was hysterical with panic.

"There's only one way to save her now, and that's to change her."

"So do it!" Emmett's command caused Carlisle to turn a fatherly gaze upon him.

"Emmett I'm not sure if that's the best thing to do. One Edward might kill us, and two maybe this was God's plan. Maybe we aren't supposed to interfere with deaths that seem so fated."

"Carlisle that is the most hypocritical statement ever! You changed Edward when you knew he was going to die from that fever! You saved Esme when she jumped off of that cliff! You changed me because of the bear! You can't just leave her here to die! You can't."

"All right Emmett. Well I have to go find Jasper and Alice. I'll bring them here and we can all discuss the best decision."

"But…but what if it's too late?" Carlisle rose and dashed away to find my brother and sister.

Emmett stared into Bella's face; his expression and thoughts twisted with indecision and worry. He wasn't sure if he'd be able to do it without killing her. He hadn't had human blood in so long. Just the thought brought a fresh pool of venom into his mouth.

He gently grabbed her sides and flipped her over. What the hell was he doing?

He gently ripped Bella's shirt down past where Carlisle had pushed her shoulder blade back into her body. The deep longitudinal hole was bleeding profusely and grains of sand were stuck to the edges, the way salt hugs the rim of a margarita. The sand was for texture and Bella's blood was the tempting beverage. He lowered his face until he was directly above the wound and I could feel him fighting off the thirst.

He let his mouth open and waited. What was he doing? And then I saw a sudden stream of venom fall from his mouth into her wound. He was just going to let gravity pull the venom into her? I kept with the thought until I saw that his mouth had gone dry and all of the venom that had previously been there was circulating through Bella.

I felt the breath leave my chest and the night sky began to spin. Bella was going to be changed? Now?!

I felt the electricity of the moment as I climbed the cliff wall and crawled to her side. I couldn't identify the emotion that was wrangling in my chest…anger? Excitement? Relief? Fury? I didn't care. All I cared about was Bella, about getting to her side as quick as possible.

I tenderly grabbed her shoulder and flipped her back over as I heard Carlisle, Jasper and Alice approaching. Alice already knew. I lifted Bella into my lap as softly as I could.

I leaned down to touch her lips to mine as her face scrunched together and she cried out in pain. My heart sliced in two and disintegrated into ashes. Its remains skittered out of my mouth and became added grains of sand.

All I could do was cry. I cried for Bella's pain, for her human life that ended here, and I cried in responsibility for her torture. This was my entire fault.

The star of my twilight was dying. But because of Emmett…she wouldn't leave…she'd be here forever. But would she ever forgive me for all that I had caused? I had done nothing but curse the angel in my lap. I certainly hadn't done anything to deserve her and the past week was just testimony to why I did not.

Would Bella's light go out? Sure the flame that lit her blood would be extinguished…

But the fire that burned in her soul wouldn't… the fire that burned there was like the pilot light to my heart. It was the continuous beam that led me through my darkest hours.

I could only await the answers as the night began to slide way and the stars fell asleep behind the clouds.

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