It was killing her.
Slowly she was being taken from me, light dimming from her blood-shot eyes.
I want to help her.
"'I'll put this back on when that thing you call a heart realizes how this hurts me.'"
Her words echo, her wedding ring like a weight in my pocket.
How could I do this to her?
"Edward!" Alice's voice pierces the silence I hear in my head. I peer into her mind, and I see Bella is dying. I know how to save her without making her a killer like me, but I don't want to risk it.
Hidden knowledge like this has been burning at my skull ever since Carlisle told me what he found out that day.. but it is so risky, and I could lose her forever..
'Fool! You are losing her right now as you ponder this stupid matter! Make a choice, it's up to you! Only you can save Bella, your wife, your love, your existence! Quit being a baby and make up your mind!' I cringed at my inner voice. I stopped hearing it after what happened in Italy, yet it's back now.
My thoughts were clear now, I wasn't prepared to give her an eternity of hell and damnation.
There was only one was out.
"Jacob!" I call, my voice cracking.
He was here in an instant. His heat was rolling off of his skin, making me feel unnaturally ill. It's been centuries since I have felt this sick.
"There is something I need you to do for me."
Jacob looks up at me and glares. "Why would I help you, you blood-sucker? It's because of YOU Bella is dying, because of you she is suffering in pain, because of you-"
I interupt him. "This isn't for me. It's for Bella. What I'm about to tell you has been passed from the most private, quiet, secret-keeping vampires, the ones who let no one, not even Aro, find out."
He looks down. "What is it?"
I gulp, swalling nothing but my own venom. "This is what I need you to do..."
JPOV
It was agony.
The steel pulsed through the veins in my arm, the crushing stregnth of Edward's grip refusing it to run to my heart. I cry out- why had I let him talk me into this? Who could be so important that they could make me sacrifice my limbs to save their life? Humans die everyday, why should this one be any different?
Edward bites my neck, not letting any venom come in contact with my skin (but it still hurt like hell).
"You're doing this for Bella. Remember her? The human who is in there struggling to fight for US, to keep US happy?" Edward's words clear my mind. "The process is done, you will not die."
He injects a needle into my shoulder and starts to eject the mix of my blood and his venom. The fire in my veins starts to fade, and soon I can't even feel my left arm. He pulls the needle out, and sets it on the table. Grabbing a sewing needle, he gets ready to sew me up. But..
"Bella," I whisper, knowing he could hear me, "is more important, go save her, I'll, I'll, I'll..." As my vision faded I could see him run out of the room before I even said her name.
BPOV
Edward looked down at my like I was already dead. I could hear everything Carlisle had said.
'''The baby didn't survive. She couldn't breathe and the time we took to get her out wasn't fast enough..." They droned on, but I couldn't hear the rest.
My heart lay like a rock in my chest. What have I done? I risked everything, everyone I loved, everyone nearest and dearest to my heart, my DAUGHTER, for some insane vision that may have not even come true.
As I slowly closed my eyes I saw Jacob limping down the stairs, and the last thing I remember before dying was Jacob yelling for Edward to hurry, and Edward plunging a cold sharp object directly into my heart.
