(Bella's point of view)

It was getting harder and harder to keep my eyes open. My heavy eyelids kept falling down, forcing me into the darkness. I tried to scream, but I could not find my voice. I felt what I assumed to be blood trickling down my chin, but I did not have the strength to lift my arm up and brush it away. Instead, I laid there as the thick warm liquid made its way down my face and fell into the soggy ground underneath me. My whole body was in pain, and I knew that my time here on earth was almost done. I felt tears fill my eyes as I realized all the little things that I would never get to do again. Little things that I always took advantage of, always just expected, like seeing my parents, driving my truck, eating lunch with the Cullens, and Edward. The instant I actually realized that I would never see him again, my tears began to fall harder and harder. My breathing suddenly became choppier. It was getting harder and harder to fill my lungs. I knew that I was in my last moments of life here on Earth. I gathered up the rest of my strength.

"Edward…" I whispered to the darkness that surrounded me. "Edward, I will always love you…" and with that, my eyes shut and I slipped off into the night.

Disclaimer: the characters in this story belong to Stephenie Meyers…not me

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Edward's point of view

The smell of her blood is potent. I run faster, trying to pinpoint the exact place where she is. Where could she possibly be? Is she hurt? Oh, god, what if she's really hurt. I imagine all of the horrible things that could be happening to her, and I can't stop myself from moaning her name. I clench my fists and continued running through the thick forest. I can barely make out the trees surrounding me.

I can tell that I'm getting closer. The smell of her blood is so near. So fresh. I am so close to going insane with worry and anticipation. What will I find? The smell is so intoxicating. She's got to be right around here. I listen for her heartbeat. Is that it? Is that dull noise it? It's so uneven. So soft. I'm running out of time.

Suddenly, I see her. She's sprawled out on the ground. She seems to be faced down with her hair fanned across the grass. Is that dark liquidy stuff around her … blood? I fall down to my knees and gently press my hand to her face. When I pull it back, I find it covered in blood. I feel myself braking down, but I stop myself before I reach insanity. If I don't help Bella quickly… she's gonna… she may not… I shake that thought away and take out my cell to call Carlisle. There is no service. Oh god, what if I'm too late. Her pulse is getting weaker and weaker. However I can't pick her up. It's too dark to see if she broke any bones, and I can't afford to take that risk. It could hurt her even more if I were to move her the wrong way.

"Bella" I wail into the darkness. Should I bite her? Am I prepared? No, that won't work. For one thing, she's lost way to much blood. She can't afford to lose anymore. Also, nobody's around, and as much as I would like to think that I would never hurt her, I don't know how it will be once I taste her. If I were to lose her. . . My body shakes with the pain. What options do I have left though? I can't let her die. I know that. I quickly rip off my shirt and gently wipe her face off. There's so much blood. It's everywhere.

After her face is semi-clean, I inspect her body. I need to see exactly how bad the damage is. There are open cuts everywhere. Deep gashes cover her ivory skin. I scream into the darkness, cursing my sister. I sob as I attempt to clean her up. There is a huge wound in her stomach. It looks as though someone kicked her. Did Rosalie? No… Oh no.

"focus, Edward" I tell myself. I take a deep breath. "oh, Bella. my Bella" I sob. What else can I possibly do? Is it risk the worth to pick her up? She could become a quadriplegic. Is it worth that? Yet… I think that that might be the best option at the moment. There's nothing left to do here except watch her … watch her die. As gently as possible I lift her into my arms. Her face is so distorted. No! oh, no! please let her be ok! I inhale quickly and begin to run again, moving faster than I ever thought possible. Her breath is beginning to become even slower. I need to get her to the hospital right now.

Hey guys, sorry it's been SO long! And so short… I just wanted to get something out tonight… I have a crazy amount of home work and 4 essays to write (not even kidding ) I am really sorry that it is so horribly written also. . I promise to get the next chapter (which will be much longer) out within the next 48 hours… 24 if I get 5 reviews or more… I will also update my other stories really soon…

And once again, I'm so sorry it took that long

(if anyone has suggestions as to how I should go with this story, please tell me!" 3

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