Flashlights

When you die, your life would appear before your eyes before everything would go black. Well, I had experienced that once. Wait, no, I had experienced that twice. This would be the third time, and I couldn't believe that my own husband had lost control of his thirst. This was to be expected after all, especially when Jacob and Renesmee weren't around. The pack was around, but because Edward was my husband I bet they all thought that we were only playing around. Didn't they know that Edward hadn't fed ever since the birth of Renesmee? Not to mention that I was bleeding while giving birth to her, and I was still human after Alice had told everyone about the Volturi vision. I guess the pack all thought that I would allow him to bite me. Of course, I would allow him to bite me if he wouldn't kill me in the process. Right now, the look of hunger in his eyes had spoken so much. He was going to kill me, I was sure of it.

Like I had expected, he didn't go with the others to hunt. I didn't hope that he would go, because knowing him, he was too stubborn to even listen to his own logical senses. Hunting was like a game to him. Hunting was like a game to any hunters – whether they were human or not – out there. I was a prey, and this prey knew that her life was going to end. It was a little ironic that my own husband would kill me. My own vampire husband. I guess this was my fate, and if Alice didn't see this before she left, I think there was something wrong with her ability right there. Why was I breathing heavily, waiting for Edward to finish me off while thinking about Alice? Shouldn't I really be thinking about Edward, instead of Alice at this moment? Now, who was the one that have my still beatable heart? Edward or Alice? Right now, it belonged to Alice because Edward was about to kill me. When I thought about it more, however, my heart belonged to no one at this moment. Alice had left me in the hands of Edward, and there was no one to save me.

I wasn't going to die in a place of someone else. I wasn't going to die in a place for another human being. I was going to die, simply because my husband couldn't control his thirst. I was going to die, because my stubborn of a husband wouldn't listen to me. Now my heart was pounding against its ribcage, not because it was soaring out from the sky of Edward's presence, and the love that I felt for him. It was pounding because it was trying to get the very last beats of itself, before it would completely stop. Who was going to save me right now? Absolutely no one that I could think of. Not when Edward was so near in killing me at the moment.

His hard marble hand was around my neck. He wasn't squeezing the life out of me. He was actually being gentle, just like I was the most fragile being that he had ever touched. He had killed so many fragile beings anyway, I wasn't an exception, not even as his wife. Should I really be praying that someone would just come to my rescue? Probably not. No one wouldn't even come if I was to scream now. Well, I could scream, but I was completely and utterly speechless because of him. My own husband. Did you really think that he would love me that much to not kill me?

"Edward…please…control….yourself…" I spoke in between breath, the tears couldn't stop from escaping my eyes. He looked almost pained, but then his chest rumble into a dangerous growl, and his piercing pitch black eyes were looking at me with hunger and desire. Oh great, I know that he was hungry, but I didn't know that he was desiring my blood at this moment. Wait, somewhere deep inside my heart, I know that he desired my blood more than he said he loved me more than anything. This wasn't love. It was just simply a game to him. Perhaps if he could really read my mind, I bet he would view me as any other human being out there. If he did, perhaps all of this wouldn't happen. Perhaps I would still be alive, and not knowing about the whole vampirism thing.

He didn't say a word as he leant in. He didn't say a word as his thumb ran lightly along the pulse point of my neck. Most of all, he didn't even utter any word as he pressed his icy cold lips against my pulse point. He hummed contently, despite the fact that my body was quivering with fear. He continued to kiss my neck, but only at that one spot that I know would soon to be ripped apart. How long was he going to let me wait for my death? If he wasn't going to do this now, who else would do it for him? No one was here to witness this. No one was here to save me. I should just give up on living, and let death consume me.

I closed my eyes, and waited for the sharp, sensation of pain to take me away. I felt his lips stiffen against my pulse point, and somehow I know that it was time for me to say my silent goodbyes. I felt his lips parted, and I shuddered as his icy cold breath hit against my hot skin. My shudder didn't make a difference to my already quivering body. And that didn't wake him up from the animal that was controlling him at this moment. It was such a shame that I couldn't say my goodbyes to everyone. It was such a shame that I didn't get to see Charlie one last time. Most of all, it was a darn shame that I didn't get to see Alice and her beautiful, smiling pixie face the last time. Life wasn't going to be fair, I've learned this from the moment that Charlie and Renee separated. Right now, this death was going to pay for my sin; the sin of marrying a bloodsucking vampire.

I could feel the tip of his teeth hovering above my neck. Just a little bit more, and he would successfully sink his teeth deep inside of me. However, it was strange that he was taking this long to end my life. I could still feel his hand on my neck, and the other hand pinning my body against the wall. His teeth were still hovering above my neck, yet he didn't make any move. I heard a low growl, soon it was erupted with a loud snarl. That wasn't Edward. It definitely wasn't Edward. I snapped my eyes open, and there she was. Her eyes were coal black with rage. And she was on Edward's back, holding his head into place so that he wouldn't bite down into my neck. Her hair didn't look as perfect as she wanted it to be, but it was still perfect in my eyes. She wasn't looking at me. She was looking at her brother – though not blood related – with rage and hatred in her eyes that seemed to intensify more.

"Let. Her. Go. Edward." She spoke with such venom in her voice that each word had become a sentence. Slowly, and reluctantly as I felt his hand removing away from my body, he let go off of me and slowly took a few steps backward. His eyes were burning deeply into my soul, and for once I didn't know if I had fallen in love with the right person or not. My question had been answered, when he tried to lunge himself at me with Alice still on his back.

I did fall in love with the wrong person.

"Edward!" Alice let out a fierce snarl, and he stopped dead on his track, just one foot away from me. I was too shocked to do anything. Alice's return shocked me. However, what shocked me the most was the she returned to rescue me. She returned to save my pathetic little human life. I didn't know why, but it was like my heart was reaching out to grasp her unbeatable and icy cold one.

In an instant, Alice swiftly jumped down from Edward's back and blurred to stand right in front of me. Her hand reached back, and pushed me gently behind her in a protective way. Her jet black eyes were still glaring at Edward, and I could still hear their growls. Because of the noises that didn't quite sound like everything was fine, the wolf pack immediately busted in. Granted, the door was still safe since it was left wide open. Jacob and Renesmee were the first to widen their eyes. Then Jacob hardened his eyes on Edward, and his body began to shake in fury. Renesmee immediately ran towards me, and thrown herself into my arms as I opened them to embrace her. Jacob was still shaking, yet he hadn't phase like the rest of his pack. Esme's living room had now become the shelter of four large male wolves. Leah and Seth were probably still in the woods.

"Take this outside." Alice spoke in such a demanding tone that none of the wolves would want to disobey her. Edward, on the other hand, didn't even move.

While the wolves growled and snarled at Edward to move, he didn't. It was like he had glued his feet down against the floor, and his eyes were staring pass Alice and at me in a way that still got my body to quiver. Alice, whom was the second closet to me to even feel what Edward's intense stare was doing to me, felt my body quivering and let out a growl. I didn't have to guess that she was growling at Edward, because she was. She turned her head to look over at the wolves, then up and over at Jacob whom was still trying to control himself from phasing. I know that he didn't want to hurt Edward, because hurting Edward would be hurting Renesmee. But Edward had hurt me, his best friend and once true love. I know what sort of emotions that he was going through.

In an instant blur, one of the wolves lunged forward, and engulfed Edward's forearm into its big jaw. Another wolf followed, only to be engulfing Edward's other forearm; Quil and Embry. A howl rippled out throughout the living room, and Quil and Embry sprang forward with Edward's struggle form in their jaws. Sam and Paul followed Quil and Embry closely behind, while the other two young wolves took Edward into the forest. I shuddered at the thought of Edward getting killed by these four werewolves. I didn't want him to be killed. I just wanted him to wake up from his thirst, and to see that he was making the biggest mistake of his existence. I could imagine me living without him, but I couldn't imagine Renesmee or the whole family living without him.

All of this fear, all of this anticipation of someone coming to rescue me, all of this loud noises, they were doing my head in. Renesmee was whispering softly into my ears, yet I couldn't quite make out the words. My eyes were closed once again, and I felt darkness engulfed me. I welcomed the darkness this time, because it was warming me up in a way that I didn't know it could. Before I fell into the darkness, however, I felt a pair of strong arms caught me as I stumbled to the ground – most likely. Was it so wrong to even dream of Alice catching me? Right now, I could only let my dream to carry me into a world that Edward would actually love me for who I was. A world that I could possibly return his love after what he had done to me. Until I would give Edward's my forgiveness in my dream, I refused to wake up and be met with the eyes full of pain from him.

A/N

Edward is getting the beating of his life. The worse kind of beating before what Felix had given him in New Moon the Movie haha.

I didn't mention Jasper here, and you all probably know that he didn't return. The next chapter might tell you why, or the next one after the next.

Thank you for reading and reviewing. =]