Hi! This is the last chapter eva! Don't be mad about what you're about to read, but I mean, it had to happen. Oh! Um…you guys don't have to if you don't want to, but it would make me super duper happy if you reviewed. Cuz I only have two. But I worked really hard on this, and I think this is some of my best writing (sad I know) so please review if you're one of those nice peoples.
Disclaimer: I don't own anything. I'm not even sure if I own Anastasia considering that she is basically Bella….I'll have to look into that later.
"Edward! Edward my hand's on fire, Edward!" No. Not again. I won't let this happen again.
"It's fine better. I'm gonna make the hurt go away. I promise."
"Edward! Make it stop! Make it stop, please! Put the fire out!"
"I promise Ana. Everything's going to be fine, love." I took a deep breath. Tears that were unable to fall welled in my eyes. I glanced at Carlisle.
"It's the only way, Edward. I believe in you, son." I leaned over her body and sunk my teeth into the impression James left in her wrist. Her blood was unbelievable. It flowed down my throat like silk, and I savored every moment of it.
"Edward, I-I I can't. You have to understand. I'm sorry."
"NO!" I shouted. "Don't you dare talk like that! We're getting married, and we're going to grow old together, we're going to live LONG, HAPPY lives!" She laughed at me.
"Edward, as much as I would love that, I'm on my death bed. It won't be much longer now. No more suffering. For both of us." She stroked my face gently. The Spanish influenza had made my poor Angel so weak. She could hardly keep her eyes open, and she was coughing up blood. She was right. It won't be much longer. She reached over and wiped the tears from my eyes. I leaned over and pressed my lips to her forehead, taking her hands in mine.
"Ana, love, we're going to be together. You just have to believe me. Please." I squeezed her hand tightly.
"Shhhhh. Darlin' I don't got much time left hon. Now, you've never had trouble making promised before, so I've gotta ask you for another one."
"Anything! I'll do anything for you, love. What is it?" She slid the engagement ring off of her finger and placed it in my palm, closed my fingers on it. I looked up at her shocked. "NO!"
"Yes." She said sternly. "Edward, listen to me." She took my face in her hands, her thumb at the corner of my mouth. I kissed her finger pad. "You know in your heart as well as I do that I ain't gonna make it outta here. My papa died, and my momma died already, and frankly I just don't think I can stand this dang hospital no more!" She laughed, trying to lighten the mood, but ended up getting herself into a horrible coughing fit. She gasped for air, and I yelled for a doctor, but none came. As she writhed in her bed all I could do was watch and offer words of comfort.
"Edward!" she said with a raspy voice, "Darling, promise me……promise me that….that you will take this ring….and save it for another girl." She coughed violently, and blood poured out of her mouth as she leaned over the side of the bed.
"Ana! No! No one can ever take your place! You're worth too much to me! Ana. Ana please. Please." I pleaded with her, but she was having none of it.
"Edward, listen to me! Ya'll know I love you, but you deserve better than me. Go find yourself another girl Edward. I just want you to be happy. And even when I'm dead, I promise. I'll find my way back to you." I couldn't breathe.
"What are you saying? What do you mean you'll find your way back to me?" she was smiling, but her I were closed. I shook her. "Ana! Ana! Ana! Wake up! Wake up!" she let out a laugh just as I gave up. Her eyes were open for a split second as she spoke her final words.
"God has a strange way of doing thangs, Edward. We'll meet again. I promise. I love you." She collapsed in my arms. As her body went limp her words rang in my ears.
"I love you too, Ana. I always will."
NO! not again. I can stop it this time. I can stop myself.
"I believe in you, son. You must stop. She's losing too much blood." My jaws were locked on her wrist. Bella's eyes rolled into the back of her head. She looked just like Ana did when she died. I couldn't let this happen. It took all I had to release her. As soon as I opened my mouth I flew backwards, practically throwing myself into the back wall. I couldn't stand to be that close to her. It was too tempting.
You did good, son.
Carlisle's words didn't sooth me. But Ana's did.