Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer is brilliance.
Author's Note: Another shot at Twilight. Review!
I saw the car coming before any of the humans did. The fool - Tyler, his name was - skidded on the sleek ice as he tried to turn the van sharply. A horrible squealing sound erupted, and a cracking noise could be heard as the tires slammed against the ice.
I raised my eyebrows in a bemused fashion and a crooked smile spread across my face, the one that I know many of the female humans love.
Bracing myself to get out of the way, a gust of wind swept by. My nostrils flared as an amazing smell came to my nose. Her smell. The one that drove me crazy; the most wondrous scent I'd smelled in all of my years of being immortal.
My eyes widened in horror and I felt my jaw subconsciously fall open in shock. The sweet smelling one stood, braced up against her red truck, staring at me. She wasn't paying attention Tyler's van that was speeding towards her.
Startled, I noticed that she saw my horrified expression, and turned to see what was wrong as the horrible squealing of the car became louder.
Time seemed to slow for me, giving me time to think. Should I risk it? Save Bella? Risk everyone finding out - or assuming - that I wasn't... wasn't human.
Golden eyes flickered to the scene. People were beginning to notice the commotion, were coming out of the buildings and crowding around. I had to act fast if I was going to do anything.
Bella continued to stand rigid and my body grew tense. There was no way she would make it out alive - no way. Unless she had the help of a certain vampire: myself.
I chewed on my lower lip and slipped closer to her as the car came closer, too. Never in all of my years had I smelled something so good. And there was something about her, too. Something different from all of the other humans... Like, for example, the fact that I couldn't read her - couldn't know what she was thinking. How unnerving that was.
Just as the car was about to hit her, my instincts acted. I realized that I couldn't let something like her go. She was too... different. What if I never found another human like her again?
I growled as I sped towards her, my surroundings a blur. My arms latched around her waist, throwing her off track of Tyler's wild van. We hit the ground and her head knocked against the asphalt with a sickening crack. Guilt washed over me - I hadn't wanted her to get hurt in any way.
She struggled to get up, but I held her down, realizing that her legs were about to get run over. I used one hand to brace her against the ground and the other to swing her legs out of the way. She groaned and I used the same hand to stop the car as it came crashing towards us.
Bella's eyes bugged out as my hand smashed into the metal, sinking into it and leaving an imprint. I grunted as my fingers curled into it, lifting the van up so that it wouldn't crush us.
She pressed herself up against me and panted, her sweet breath blowing in my face. I groaned, turning my head away and making space between us.
"Oh my God!"
People came crowding around us, pushing the car out of the way. Their faces were worried, shocked, amazed. I saw Tyler being strapped to a gurney and wheeled away.
Bella struggled to get up again, and this time I let her. A sheepish smile spread across my face.
She was safe.
A/N: Um. Yeah. It's not the greatest... I found writing from Edward's perspective a little challenging. But I hope you guys liked it: please review!