I knew that had to plan this carefully. I didn't want anyone to prematurely find out, and I didn't want it to be too painful for anyone else. So I researched ways that I could painlessly end my life. I didn't want there to be a big mess, so slitting my wrists was out of the question. I also knew that if I went that route I wouldn't be able to follow through with it, the blood would be an issue too. I needed something that once it was done, that was it. The the answer came: pills.

I could end my pain and I would just fall off to sleep. Clean and painless. For me and everyone else. This was my answer.

I knew that we didn't have anything that would do the job in the house, so I prepared myself for a trip to the store. I didn't know how I would make it, but I knew that it had to be done.

I dressed slowly and made my way downstairs. I managed to keep the pain from flaring to unbearable levels and slowly climbed into my truck. Luckily Charlie had decided to go fishing early this morning. I could tell that he didn't want to leave me alone, but I insisted that he got. If he didn't I wouldn't be able to accomplish my goal.

As I pulled in front of the general store, I noticed that there were very few people around. Good. There less people here, the less suspicious they would be. I made my way to the medicines and began to grab the ones I thought would work best. I paid for my selections and went home.

I took all the medicines up to my room and laid them out on my desk. I opened all of the bottles and arranged them in the order that I would need the. Next I grabbed the glass from my bedside table and filled it in the bathroom sink. Just as I was about to take the pills from the first bottle I realized that I hadn't written a note. I should at least make sure Charlie and Renee knew that this wasn't their fault.

Once I had located a pen and paper I wrote them a quick note telling them how much I loved them and that they shouldn't blame themselves. I told them that it was inevitable and no matter how hard they tried, it would have happened. I finished with telling them that I was sorry for all the pain I had caused and said once again how much I loved them.

I put the note where it would be easily found and went back to my task. I decided to take the sleeping pills first. I just wanted to fall asleep and not wake up. After taking a handful of them I sat and waited for them to start taking effect. It didn't take long to begin feeling sleepy, so I got up and started on the other pills. In no time I had swallowed them all and a feeling of calm started to wash over me. This was it. These breaths would be my last.

I looked around the room and spotted the window. I walked to it and pushed it open. I knew he wouldn't be climbing through it, now or ever again. The pain that came with that realization was staggering and forced me to cling to the windowsill. I would miss him. I knew that even as I began to fade, my last words would be his name.

"I love you Edward," I whispered.

Those whispered words were enough to rip open the hole in my chest. It seemed as if the pain I had already experienced was only a tenth of what was assaulting my body now. I began to scream and knew that these couldn't be silenced. My body was releasing the remainder of my energy through these tormented cries; letting the world know the pain I was experiencing and that my life was slowly ending.

The weariness was beginning to take more firm of a hold and I sank to my knees. But still, the screams continued and still my pain pulsed. I tried to grasp the sleep that I knew was dancing on the edge of my pain, but it wouldn't come. I didn't know if the pills would take me before this tormenting pain did. It didn't seem as if my body could handle much more.

Then the sleep came. The pain began to decrease to a dull throb. For this I was the most grateful. I had wondered if I would have a respite from the pain before I slipped away. I began to feel as if I was floating and let out a sigh of contentment. This was it. I was finally free I thought as my eyes slipped closed.

Then, on the edge of my consciousness, I heard someone calling my name. Charlie? No, it wasn't a man's voice. It almost sounded like...no, it couldn't be. Why was she here? Then it hit me, she was here to save me. I didn't have time to worry about what would happen if she did, because I was being pulled deeper into unconsciousness.

"Alice," I managed to whisper before falling off completely.

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