Yeah. I wrote another story. This will be like, three chapters long. I have everything thought out. So this will be finished by Friday. It's not going to end well. I have to say that. I was in a sad kinda mood. Don't yell at me for doing this. :/

Anyway. I hope you guys like it. It's sad. You may cry.



DISCLAIMER: not stephenie.


What would I do if you leave?

I'd miss you, I believe.

That's what I'd do if you leave.

Emotions are kept under my sleeve.

So my prayers to you I'd give.

"I still don't think this is a good idea."

What was he thinking? We could have stayed inside the restaurant and called someone to pick us up. Port Angeles wasn't safe at night.

I would know.

Edward and I stood hand-in-hand under the small restaurant's green awning. He wanted to walk to the bus station a few blocks away. I usually wouldn't mind walking in the rain. Usually we had dinner at a restaurant in the middle of town. But this night we'd gone to a place on the outskirts. I didn't want to walk for we'd have to venture through the cold, dark, damp alleyways.

"Bella, I'll be right next to you. I won't let anything happen to you," then he turned to me and pushed his forehead on mine. I looked deeply into his green eyes, so bright in the dark night. "I promise."

It's so hard to say no when he's like this. I want so badly to believe him. I knew he'd keep me safe. But what about him? I couldn't protect him. I'd hurt myself in the attempt. I just could not stand the thought of him getting hurt in place of me.

"Edward," I mumbled. "I don't think it's a good idea. Alice or Emmett or somebody could come get us."

"Bella. I will keep you safe. It's a few blocks. Not even in the worse part of town. Believe me. I'd never make you do something I didn't think was completely safe for you. Please believe me," he said, holding my face, softly, close to his. I sighed.

"I do believe you. I really do," I whispered.

"Then what's wrong, love? Something must be upsetting you."

He was right. But would I tell him? He'd then give me some long speech about how he'd keep himself safe. Always saying his scarier than a lot of things in these woods.

"Just..nothing. Nothing. Can we go now? I'm extremely tired," I yawned. He laughed and kissed my lips. So soft. So warm. They made me forget all my fears. It made me forget what I was just whining about. What I was just doing. What I was just thinking. All I could think about was right here. Right now. In his arms.

Then he pulls away. He laughed quietly and ran his fingers softly down my face. "Sorry, love, but we need to get going. It's getting late."

I sighed, mad to be back to the normal world. When I was with him, it felt as if we were in our own world. Nothing or no one could hurt or bother us. I held my body to his and wrapped my weak arms tight to his body. I stared out into the street. The rain had picked up and you could clearly hear thunder off into the distance, getting closer and closer to us. I looked up to him, surprised to see him looking down at me.

"Ready?" he asked. I smiled and nodded. This wouldn't be too bad.

We walked out into the rain and it surprisingly let up. He kept a tight grip on my hand and I stayed as close as I could to him. We had walked two blocks and everything had been fine.

"See? There's the bus station right there. We'll make it just in time for the next bus up to Forks, and then we'll go home," he smiled, pointing ahead. I sighed in relief. I should really stop worrying over things.

As we neared the station, a cry was hear from a nearby alleyway. Edward looked at me and then put his hand up.

"Stay right here. If something happens to you, scream," he told me. I nodded. Suddenly, I was terrified. Not for me. But for him. Like I was about to loose him. He started walking towards the alley.

"Edward!" I ran to him and jumped on him, pushing my lips onto his. He kissed back for a moment, then pulled away, setting me down.

"What was that for, love? Are you okay?" he asked, worried. I searched frantically for a lie.

"I just…just wanted to kiss you. Be careful," I whispered. He smiled and turned towards the alleyway.

Like I would stay where he told me.

I walked quietly to the edge of the wall and peeked around to see what was happening. A young girl, probably 17, was pushed up against the cold brick wall. A man was pushing her up against the wall and touching her in a way that would make any girl's skin crawl. I was instantly scared.

And Edward was going towards him.

"Hey," Edward called out. "Leave her alone."

The man looked over at Edward and then back at the girl. "This your girl?"

"No. Let her go," he said again, getting meaner, but still keeping his cool. The man laughed.

"What the hell are you going to do about it?" he scuffed. I didn't look to see what he was doing to make her scream out. I was keeping my eyes on my husband.

"Look. Let her go. I can write you a large check. Just let her go," Edward pleaded. The man laughed.

"Look, kind sir, I don't need money. I have money. I want this girl," he said. Edward stalked closer.

"Dude. You seriously better get away," he said, pushing the girl behind his back.

Oh no, my mind yelled. This isn't going to be good.

"Let. Her. Go."

That was it. I wasn't going to let him hurt himself. I'd go down with him.

"Edward!" I said, coming around the corner. The man looked at me and raised his eyebrow.

"Bella, love, go to the bus station. I'll be there soon," he called back to me, his eyes pleading. I shook my head and went up to his side.

"Sir. Please. Just let her go," I begged. He laughed.

"So you think that since I won't listen to you big 'ol boyfriend, I'll listen to your weak ass?" he laughed. I sunk closer to Edward's side.

"Don't talk about her like that," Edward said, extremely angry now. The man let go of the girl and stalked towards Edward. The girl ran off screaming. At least she was safe.

Now I had to make sure my husband was.

"How much money do you want?" Edward asked, getting out his checkbook. The man hit the checkbook out of his hand. He then pushed Edward up against the bricks, his head smashing against it.

"Let him go!" I screamed, grabbing the man's arm and trying to pry it off. The proceeded to push his elbow back, knocking me to the ground. I got back up immediately. Edward and the man were exchanging punches. I looked at the man's other hand, which was snaking towards his pocket.

Oh no.

"Edward! Watch out!" I screamed, but was too late.

It all happened so fast. The man's arm grabbed the item in his pocket and put it at stomach level. Edward screamed he loved me, threw a punch at the man's face, and then a shot rang out. Edward dropped to the ground and the man ran.

The first thing I did was call 911. They said they were on their way, and that all I had to do was keep him breathing.

I ran to Edward, trying to comfort him. I didn't know what to do. All I could do was cry and tell him everything was going to be okay. He leaned against me, holding his stomach and taking quick breaths.

"B-B-B-e-ll-a," he stuttered, then groaned in pain. I cried even harder.

"Edward. You need to not talk and keep breathing. Keep breathing," then I pulled him tight against my body. "Keep breathing. Keep breathing. I love you. I love you. Don't leave me."

I continued to cry to him when the ambulance arrived. The paramedics pulled me out of the way and tried to save him. As they got him on the stretcher, I fell back against the wall and cried. I took out my cell phone and dialed Alice's cell.


I didn't try to hide my tears. "Alice. Alice. Please. Come to the hospital in Port Angeles."

Why? Bella, what's going on? Are you okay? Is Edward okay?

This is where I lost it.

"Edward's been shot! He tried to save someone and then someone shot him! Hurry, Alice!" I sobbed.

Alice was quiet. Finally, I could hear her start to sob.

W-We'll b-be there s-soon.

And the line went dead.

I covered my eyes and tried to block out the sounds of the paramedics yelling and the ambulance sirens. I thought of good things. How soft his hands were on me. How the way I felt when he had his arms around me. The way he could make me smile just by looking at me.

And then I realized he may never do those things again.

I then passed out.


I awoke on an uncomfortable couch. I could hear quiet sobbing around me. I opened my eyes and sat up quickly, making my head spin. Everyone was here, and they were staring at me with red, puffy eyes. My heart dropped. I felt Alice sit down next to me and wrap her arms around me.

"You okay, Bella?" she asked. I nodded.

"Not at all," I said truthfully, my eyes starting to water.

"Nobody is, Bella. But we gotta be strong. Edward is a strong guy. I want you to understand that," she whispered to me. I felt more pairs of arms come around me. I looked around. Alice, Esme, Carlisle, Jasper, Emmett and Rosalie where all in a circle around me.

A real family.

A real family about to loose a member.

Then I broke into tears and leaned against the nearest shoulder. Everyone was sobbing quietly. I was the loudest one. That was to be expected.

Everyone finally broke off to their own spaces to think. I walked over to the farther corner in the room and sat down. I pulled my knees up and hid my face behind them, trying to hid my tears.

I sat there for hours. I cried until I couldn't anymore. I thought. Endless thoughts. Dark thoughts. Things I've never thought about before. And it didn't scare me. I welcomed it.

I could hear footsteps coming towards me. I looked up to see a person in a white coat coming over to me. The rest of my family was staring at him from across the room. He kneeled down in front of me.

"You're Isabella, correct?" he asked. I simply nodded. I didn't want to talk to anyone.

"Would you like to come see Edward?" he asked.

I stood up as fast as I could and nodded. I followed behind him quietly down the hallways to the Intensive Care Unit. He stopped me outside the door.

"Bella. Be advised that he is barely conscious. He keeps slipping in and out. And Bella," he stopped, waiting for me to look at him. I did so. He took a deep breath. "I haven't told the rest of the family yet. He keeps saying 'Bella', so I came to get you. Bella, he probably will not make it."

My heart dropped. I couldn't speak. I almost couldn't breath.

"A-Are you sure?" I stuttered, barely in a whisper. He nodded. He walked out of the doorway and motioned for me to go in.

It all felt slow motion for me. I walked in and my heart broke as I saw him. He lay in his bed, facing away from me. His chest would rise and fall occasionally. He looked so weak and broken. I couldn't stand it. But if these were his last moments, and I couldn't stand to think it, I would spend it with him.

I sat down next to him, being careful not to hurt him anymore than the pain he was in now. I lightly took his hand in mine. He was so much colder than his usual warm temperature. He begun to stir, and slowly turned his head towards me. His face was still beautiful, but he was exhausted. I raised my other hand to touch his face.

"Bella," he barely said. My eyes started to water. He frowned.

"Don't…cry…love," he choked out.

"I can't help it, Edward. I'm loosing you. I can't stand to loose you," I was close to loosing it. His other hand slowly raised to my face and his hand cupped the side of my face. His index finger wiped away my tears. "I need you."

He was silent, just staring into my eyes. I could tell he was going to give up soon. I had to keep him alive as long as possible.

"Say..something…please," he whispered. I took a deep breath.

"Edward Anthony Masen Cullen. I want you to know that I fell in love with you the moment I saw you that first day at school. I had never felt the way I did. You made my life worth living. You made me feel that, with you by my side, I, no, we, could do anything and everything this world had to offer. I just…I just don't know what to say. No. I love you, Edward. I always have. I always will. I just don't want to loose you. Not now. Not early. You can't go now. You haven't experienced life like you should," I was crying hard now.

"Bella," he said, then took a deep, long breath. "I've lived life. You made my life. I would not trade it for anything in the world. You made me feel alive. You brought me out of my darkest days. I love you, Isabella Swan. I always have. I always will. I'm sorry I have to leave you, but you need to not be sad. Don't cry over me."

"I c-can't help it," I sobbed. He smiled, despite the tears running down his face.

"Come close, Bella," he said. I put my face close to his.

"Kiss me. Once more. Please," he asked.

I pushed my lips lightly onto his, and tears streamed down my face as I realized that this would be the last time I'd kiss him. The last time he'd smile. The last time I'd hear his beautiful voice. The last time I'd see his eyes.

I was about to lose the love of my life.

I pulled away and lightly trailed my finger's on his face.

He stared straight into my eyes. This was it.

"Tell my family I love them, Bella. Tell them I'm sorry I had to do this. And Bella," he paused, closed his eyes, groaned in pain, then opened them back up.

"I love you. Everyday of forever. Just like I promised."

His eye started closing. The monitor's beeping started to slow down rapidly.

"Edward?" I shook his hand. The beeping slowed even more. "Edward? Edward! Please!"

I continued to call his name. I kissed his face; his neck; his hair. I cried. So much.

"I love you," I murmured, burring my face in his neck.

And then the beeping stopped, and his chest stopped moving.

Edward was dead.

The love of my life, my soul, my real purpose, was dead.

Sorry for the cliff.

*hands over tissues*

Next chapter will be up soon. (: