The monster that is life - is it worth it? || Twilight ||

Chapter 1

Bella is sick, she's barely eating, and can't even keep the little food she eats down. She's slowly losing her ability to live. She can't stand up by herself. Can't shower, can't even go to the toilet without help. Edward wants to help. What is Edward supposed to do, and how can he save her?

He thinks that too often during these times. It's been a few days of her looking like a skeleton. And he can barely look at her. He can barely understand why she would go through with this, just to have some miracle baby. At least that's what she thinks it is, Edward isn't sure it's a miracle, it seems more like it's a killer—the first one to kill one of their family members.

"Edward..." Bella whispers as Edward runs towards her, ready to help her with anything she needs. He is there for her, forever. He would do anything, except let her kill herself for this... Baby. Why is it that she decides this, why doesn't he have a say in her life, he loves her as much as she loves him. He hopes she will turn her head around and get Carlisle to cut out the baby. Edward is scared, he isn't sure how it's going to end. What will happen if she dies? What will he do? He can't even be alone without her, he needs her.

"What is it Bells?" Edward says as he sits down gently beside her. Running his hand over her hair. It just makes his stomach churn, her hair is thin and barely there. It's falling out. It is one of the many signs that tell him she is really not doing well. And she needs to get help now. Like right now. He would do anything to make her feel better, make her seem more alive, be more alive. He needs to do something for her. He can't just sit here and pretend like it is all okay, pretend like she isn't killing herself just to give birth to a blood-sucking demon. Or well a baby as she says. He doesn't understand why she is so set on this baby. They can adopt, and they can have a child if they want it enough. There is fostering and adoption. Of course, that means that the kid will die before them. But they will do anything. He will do anything. He just needs Bella to stay alive.

"Water?" She mumbles, her voice dry and raspy, she can barely get the words out she is that exhausted. He can tell, he can tell that she used too much energy just asking that. He can tell that she isn't going to make it. He can't help but feel the anger rise in him as he stands up to get her a glass of water.

"Sure, bells, be right at it, just stay here and rest," Edward says, wishing he didn't have to hide the anger filling him up, wishing she could just get better. He doesn't know what to do with himself.

He gets up, looking at Bella who is clearly in pain, which makes the guilt rise in him, displacing the anger. He is the reason for this, he didn't know of course, but it is still his fault. It was he who thought it was safe to have sex while she was still a human. And in all aspects, it really wasn't a good idea. He swallows the guilt and turns on the tap, getting some water for the girl.
He can see Bella fighting to be awake, she must be tired from sitting up all day, it requires a lot of energy for her just to use her body to sit, and even standing is too much for her alone, she needs help doing that, she also needs help sitting up.

She is so close to her last few days pregnant, and Carlisle said to Edward that she could give birth any of the upcoming days, which meant that Carlisle, Esme and Emmet went out on a hunt to feed. Carlisle needs the strength so he can do the surgery on Bella.

So right now he isn't here. Right now he is out somewhere eating an animal and getting some blood in his system.

"Here you go, Bells," Edward says coming back with a glass of water and a cup of some of her blood. She needs to get some food into her system, and if this is one of the only ways the baby will let Bella get nutrients, then be it.

"Thanks," She mumbles, slumping a bit more down her seat, it is time for her to go lay down, at least according to Edward. She has been up too much today.

"Come here, let's get you to bed. You need the rest for your body," Edward says snaking his arms around her frail body.

Alice comes in and is silent when she grabs the cup of blood and holds Bella's other hand, while they both slowly raise her from the couch.

None of them noticed that it was happening, only noticing after it happened. They both heard the snap of her vertebrae, her back bending inwards, the silent scream coursing through her lifeless body as she fell forward, her knees hitting the ground so hard they fractured.

Edward had no words, he had no emotions, and he was frozen, he saw Bella lying on the ground, her back broken and her body bent in a way it shouldn't be bending.

Alice gasped, quickly, as quick as a vampire can, she hoisted Bella's body up and ran towards the makeshift hospital room they had made. She was not dying today. Alice was determined, she could not lose this sister. She could not lose someone that was so dear to her brother.

"Edward, quick, get in here and find your venom!" She screamed, but she wasn't good with her blood, unsure if she could stay for this while he tried to get the baby out.

Edward stood frozen, he couldn't handle that he just saw his wife's vertebrae breaking and folding on itself, he saw the pain in her eyes. The pain that was so spread out as that silent scream came out with the last breath of her. He just knew she wouldn't survive this. How could she?

Rosalie quickly gets the machines on her and finds the tools she needs to cut Bella open to save her. She needs to save her. She rushes around, calling orders at Edward, who is still standing frozen, he feels like his life is crashing down around him, like he can't move. Like he can't even think. Only one thought going through his head; Bella is dying.
Bella is dying.