Suffering
Edward had died right in front of my eyes.
My Edward is dead, and she killed him. Victoria killed him.
Victoria looked at me curiously, studying the emotion on my face. There was no emotion to feel, I had just lost everything that had meaning in my life. I had lost the reason for the blood running threw my veins, the reason for this very heart to beat. I fell to my knees and waited for her to kill me. That is what she wanted right? To avenge James death, well here I am, an eye for an eye. Or in her case, a head for a head.
I closed my eyes but all I could see was Victoria digging her long, sharp nails into Edwards beautiful green eyes, blinding him, making it easy too. . .
I shot my eyes open and saw that Victoria was standing right in front of me, looking down at me. Behind her a fire burned with purple smoke rising from it. She had a crooked smile on her face, I knew she was happy to finally avenge James' death. But then I knew why she was really smiling when I pulled my eyes away from hers and saw what she had in her hand.
It was Edwards head.
His beautiful face contorted in pain, blood still oozed from his eye sockets and dripped from the bottom of his neck. Of all the limbs she had to show me, it had to be to one part that I cherished most. I could almost see that crooked smile of his forming. I swallowed the rising bile, I didn't want to give her any satisfaction. "Kill me," I said, hoarsely, my voice was dry from all the screaming I did as she tore Edward piece by piece, making sure he never moved again. "That's what you want, isn't it? Just kill me."
Victoria laughed. "Don't you want to kiss your lover goodbye first?" She brought Edwards head eye-level to her. "Shame, he was a very handsome boy." She playfully smacked his cheek and tossed his head into the fire that burned on behind her, the fire rose and danced someone as the new addition was added.
I knew I should have got up and ran, but I couldn't move, I sank lower into the ground, I sobbed, I begged Victoria to kill me. But Victoria just laughed and laughed, her cackle sending chills down my spine.
"I'm not going to kill you, Bella. I'm going to let you live. Would you like to know why?"
I barely shook my head, I was far gone from here and the words she spoke were almost like a foreign language to me. I knew my clothes were soaked from the snow they were absorbing, my body shivered but yet, I found comfort in laying in the snow. The temperature of it reminding me of the nights I spent in Edwards arms.
Victoria yanked me off the ground and met with me face to face. She held me in mid-air so that I was parallel to her. "I want you the suffer being alone like I did when your precious lover killed James," she growled. "I want you to feel what its like to lose someone so close to you, I want you to feel the pain I went through. I want you to fucking suffer. While you suffer I want you to know that I'll be back for you, Bella. I want his death to constantly replay in your mind, I want you to suffer for as long as I did when James died." She pressed her face into my neckand inhaled. "And when I finally come back to kill you, I'll be sure to have a taste of your blood before you go." She threw me across the clearing, I smashed into a tree, hitting my head hard and slipping into unconciousness.
My last thought was of Edward, and the first time I laid eyes on him.