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Rising Sun

This is a story that I wrote about what would have happened if Bella hadn't gotten to Edward in time in Italy.


1. Chapter 1

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I stared impassively at the clock, wishing the monotonus ticking would stop. This was a sure sign that I was staying the same, while she was getting older. But she was too young to get married. And to fragile...

I had a decision I needed to make. I thught through this over and over again. If I left her now, she would be free to live her life, and I would not have to worry about her anymore. I could just push her out of my thoughts for good. But I couldn't just forget about her. She was my life now. Everything that I did revolved around her. I had no plans for my future. I had no need to plan because I had literally an eternity to think things through. Bella didn't. She had merely seconds. She's just a fragile little human. And I'm just too weak to change her...

It was decided. I couldn't live with the fact that I couldn't change her; not when she had a lifetime of freedom. I was heading to her house. I ran as fast as I could. I knew that there was no need for my hurriedness. I knew that I should have taken my time. But I wanted this to be quick and easy. I made it to her house in no time at all. I walked a human's pace up her muddy drive. I was completely aware that Bella was standing at her bedroom window, watching me. I barely even knocked upon her door when she threw it open. She stood there expectantly, waiting for me to take her into my arms. But I couldn't do it. It was too painful. She stared into my eyes, a look of sadness filling her deep brown pools.

"Bella," I started. "I can't do this anymore. I can't keep putting you into danger every second we're together. I think it would be best if I left. We shouldn't be together. We can't be together.

"What are you talking about?" Bella choked out, tears welling up and spilling over. "We have to be together. You can't just abandon me. I need you."

She reached out a shaking hand, but I twisted away from her. I couldn't do this. I gave her one last kiss, and then walked away. I turned my back on everything like the coward that I was. I walked toward the woods bordering her house. I ducked under the low canopy of green foliage and kept moving, never turning around to look back. Bella followed me for a long time. Then I could only hear the sound of my even breath. I couldn't smell her anymore, either. She must have turned back - finally gave up the chase. Truth be told, I was glad that she didn't follow for long. A clean break was exactly what she needed, although I don't think that you can call what I just did a clean break.

Bella's POV

I curled up into a tight ball on the mossy floor of the woods. Thick ferns surrounded me on every side, making my vision slightly blurred. I didn't know what I was going to do. The rain was falling in a light drizzle, slowly chilling me to the bone. Only one thought crossed my mind: he was never, ever coming back.

I had no idea how long I laid there, contemplating everything that had happened so far. My bones ached from lying in the tight ball. I could hear people ambling through the woods, calling my name. I thought that I heard my father and Jacob along the masses, but there was no way to be sure. I didn't want to move. I closed my eyes tight, wishing I could just blend in with my surroundings. But it was just no good. Thick, warm, muscular arms enveloped me. I kept my eyes tight shut. I just knew that the only arms I wanted around me right now were Edwards cold, hard ones.

Months passed. No word had been whispered from or about him. I was in a trance. I wasn't myself. I was a robot, programmed to act like nothing was wrong. No one could make me feel better. Not even Jacob. But I was going cliff diving today. No one would be there to save me if I drowned. But I didn't care. Death had to be better than this, right?

Edward's POV

"What did you see Alice?!" I demanded, taking an angry step towards her.

"I saw her jump off a cliff," Alice whispered. "I tried to call Charlie, but someoen said that the was 'at the funeral'. She's gone Edward. I'm sorry."

"I'm going to Italy. I can't live without her."

The next day I was flying first class straight to Italy. There was only one way that I could be with Bella. And that was if I exposed myself to the Volturi.

I was running across the crowded courtyard. I was headed towards the clock tower. The sun was almost completely in the center of the sky. I was heavily cloaked. When the clock struck twelve, I would step out into the sun. Then hopefully, I would be with her again.

I took off the cloak. I slowly unbuttoned my shirt. Many passersby stared optimistically at me. They moved on quickly upon seeing the look on my face. It was five minutes till twelve. Five minutes until I was with my love again.

Three minutes. Come on...



I heard my name being called from the other side of the courtyard. I looked. I must be hallicunating. There's no way that Bella could be running toward me right now with Alice. Yes, it was just my imagination.

Ding. Ding. Ding.

I stepped into the blinding light.

I heard a blood curdling scream. I realized what I had done. I felt a hand close around my neck and pull me back into the shadows. Someone was dragging me down an alley. I heard the crackling of a fire. Razor sharp teeth closed upon my neck. I was dead before I knew it. Bella was right behind me.

We were together for eternity now. Neither of us had to worry about death now. Nor losing each other. We were together now. Forever.