This is actually an old story from a few years ago. It was originally posted by my good friend madins and we were both working on it, but we decided to repost here. Enjoy!
I don't own Twilight.
I've always felt safe in Edward's arms, come what may. Should the world ever rise up against me, I would run to him and know that he would keep me safe until all danger had passed. Through hell-fire and blizzards, he will protect me. The way he tells me it's okay when we fight or get upset, and the way he kisses my forehead lightly to tell me that he loves me. He did this when he told me he was a vampire.
Edward had been sick for some time and soon it began to kill him. He demanded through shut doors and sealed letters that I not see him, but I was persistent and kept trying. I had watched him nearly die of Spanish Influenza for months, but suddenly he wouldn't tell me, and it hurt. But finally one day he let me in and that's when he told me.
At first I didn't believe him, but I could feel his cold skin and I couldn't hear his heartbeat anymore. "You really are." The words tumbled out of my mouth and I couldn't help the tears that tumbled from eyes with them. Edward just held me and reassured me that it was okay. Then he told me about his new family, Carlisle and Esme, and how he wanted to run away.
"Why would you want to run away from all that?" I asked. He sat there holding my hands and looking down. His apartment's red walls were brightened by the fire.
"I want you to run away with me. Can you do that?" he asked, looked deep into my eyes. His golden eyes, so different from his original green ones, pierced me to the core.
I didn't know what to say. My true love, the only man I ever wanted to be with for all of eternity was asking me to run away with him and to leave my family and all my friend behind.
"How can I?" I asked.
He looked me in the eyes. "I know you're scared and I know that you cannot choose. But please, come with me. How can I live without you? There would be no point to my very existence, Victoria."
I was tossed between two choices like waves on the ocean. I was forced to make a choice — go with Edward and leave my family behind, or stay with my family and leave my true love behind.
This was the hardest decision of my life. Either one would hurt me. But most importantly, both would hurt those whom I loved most.