A/N: Sorry for not updating in a while. Since my 7th grade year is coming to a close (FINALLY) I have to study hard for exams. Ugh! Well, here is chapter 10 and I can assure you all that this is not the end of Bella, Edward and the twins. I pwomise :) Update as soon as I can! Thanks to my best friend, Shauna :) and my other reviewers, love you guys much. AND OHHHHH! Check out my new story, "Please Don't Take My Sunshine Away" I love that story :) Anyway, here you go, Chapter Ten, In the End.
Chapter Ten:
In The End
EPOV
I felt some tears slide onto my arms that were wrapped around Bella's petite frame. The beeping of Bella's heart rate suddenly slowed, the other thumping almost stopping altogether, her soft breathing becoming labored.
I jumped carefully out of her hospital bed. "CARLISLE!" I yelled. As I faced the love of my life, her eyes opened slowly. "Bella, stay with me, please," I cried, my tears rolling onto her face.
"Edward," she whispered weakly. I could hear so much love and longing in her voice. "It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay," she said softly, comforting me.
"NO, BELLA! Keep your eyes open. Keep your heart pumping for me!" I begged desperately. She gazed at me with so much love in her eyes that the moment felt so serene.
"It's going to be okay," she promised. "I love you," she said wiping my tears away, neglecting her own. "I…I…I love you." Her eyes fell closed and her hand fell from my face. Peaceful silence filled the room, but it felt twisted and wrong.
"No, Bella. Don't go. Please don't leave me. You're all I have," I cried out.
Now, Carlisle had arrived and was trying to revive Bella, but I knew it was useless. She's gone. My beautiful angel is dead. I cried at that thought. But at least Bella was going to be safe wherever she was. I couldn't hurt her anymore.
And so I ran away from everything—away from my family, my life, and my love—toward Volterra.
BPOV
As Edward hugged me securely to his chest, my breathing became labored and heavy. As seconds passed it became harder and harder to breathe in the necessary oxygen. Then all of a sudden, my life flashed before my closed eyelids. It began with my big move to Forks from Phoenix. The first time I saw Edward in Biology class, where he wanted my blood so bad, that he left. He didn't want to hurt me then. Then to the sweet memories. Our first date. The meadow. When I first heard his voice when he saved me from that tracker, James. It continued to painful avenues, when he left me in the forest, him saying goodbye, that he didn't want me anymore. When I first awoke to find him trying to revive me, then to one of my last memories—Edward rejoicing over the fact that we where having twins. The love he felt for our babies, I could feel that it was irrevocable, everlasting. It was unconditional, just like my love for him. It all blanked out and I felt the urgent need to open my eyes. I knew I was slipping away, but I say goodbye. My breathing got heavier and tears poured out of my eyes as I struggled out of the last of the dark waters.
"CARLISLE!" I heard Edward call. In the background, I heard the thumps of my babies' hearts almost stop completely, my heartbeat slowed, too. I could feel it. I finally got my eyes open.
"Bella, stay with me, please!" Edward begged crying.
"Edward," I whispered. "It's going to be okay, it's going to be okay." I tried to comfort him.
"NO, Bella," he yelled out of pain. "Keep your eyes open! For me!" he begged. As I looked into his golden eyes, I could see the desperation radiating out of his irises. I'm going to miss him.
"It's going to be okay," I told him. "I love you." I knew it was near the end and I knew I was going to miss him dearly. I'm going to miss him and our babies will never have the chance to be born. I wiped his tears away, neglecting my own. "I…I…love you." I used my last breath to declare my love for Edward. I wanted him to know how much I love him with all my heart and soul. He is the love of my life and the father of our unborn children and I couldn't help but add to the many times that I had spoken those three words. Moments after those words were said; I gazed into Edward's eyes for the last time. They saw right through my soul—saw my reluctance to let go. Those topaz eyes I'd miss so much were full of tears and that's the last I saw of my angel. My hand fell from his face, as my eyelids fluttered closed. Goodbye, I love you, were the last words I thought.
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When I finally opened my eyes, I was in a new place. It wasn't the uncomfortable hospital bed where I had spent my final hours, it was somewhere quiet and peaceful. I looked around in awe as I took in the beautiful landscape. The soft pitter-patter of footsteps made me turn around.
I turned to face my beautiful angel and in his arms, two bundles. I realized that my stomach felt unfamiliarly flat and it was.
"Bella," he whispered with longing in his voice.
"Edward!" I cried out of joy and bliss. I ran and gently threw my arms around him. I buried my face in his chest, as tears of joy ran down my face in rivers. "I missed you," I managed to speak.
"I missed you, too," he told me. Instead of looking at me, he looked at the bundles nestled in his strong arms. "Bella, meet your baby boys."
"Oh, Edward," I cried as I took in the sleeping forms of our baby boys. One was wrapped snugly in a soft blue fleece blanket. His eyes closed, his hair a soft blonde, his pink lips forming an O. And the other baby, wrapped in a yellow receiving blanket, had my deep chestnut colored hair, almost a soft bronze.
One of the babies stirred and I looked at Edward worriedly. Edward's topaz eyes grew soft as he took in the baby's mewling. He shifted the other baby (brown haired one) so that he was set in my arms and rocked the mewling baby softly. "Don't worry," he whispered. "Your mommy and daddy are here." Edward kissed the baby's blonde hair. I smiled and bent to kiss the nose of the baby in my arms. I smiled gently as I took in my child's sleeping form in my arms. Edward wrapped his arm around my waist and I tilted my face up for a kiss. He kissed me as soft as a whisper: sweet and gentle.
"So, what are we going to name our angels?" he asked curiously.
"How about I name one, and you name one,"
"Okay," he agreed. He looked at the sleeping blonde baby in his arms. "How about we name him… hmm…Matthew?"
"Mmm… and we name him," I looked down at the sleeping baby in my arms. "Mason."
"I like that," Edward confided kissing my forehead. "Mason Zachary," he murmured reaching over to stroke Mason's cheek.
"And Matthew Elliott Cullen," I sighed leaning over Edward's arms to kiss Mattie's open palm.
"Thank you for them," Edward said. "Mason Zachary and Matthew Elliott Cullen."
"Yes and Edward Anthony Masen Cullen and Isabella Marie Cullen. Finally a happy family." At last, I thought.
A/N: did you see that coming?! Do you love the names?! Hate it, love it?! I don't care, just review. Click the box around the corner and review for me. I will not update until I get a reasonable amount of reviews. Please. I don't want to stop, I have it all written up for you guys. Ask Shauna, she read it all :P