Unspeakable

Summary: Paul finds Bella in the woods behind her home and what transpires is and always will be...utterly unspeakable.

Characters: Paul/Bella

Pairing: None

Rating: T

Warning: Character Death

*italics are flashbacks*

The grey snout sniffed at the pale girl who laid shaking silently. Her brown eyes were staring at the sky, frozen. In pain.

Her mouth was open, but no sound. Except a single word. A word that had Paul doing as commanded. "Phase." That he did, naked as the day he was born. They made eye contact and Paul understood her unspoken request. She was cupping her neck, where the trickle of blood was sliding down her hand. It's warmth fading fast.

"I told you." He cooed, his own eyes watering. Bella nodded smiling. "I know." She rasped, her eyes slightly glazing over remembering their first meeting.

There Bella sat. On the bench waiting for Edward to show up with tickets. "Stupid prom." She muttered kicking a rock. "Got That right pale face." Paul muttered sitting next to her. Bella looked over at the strange boy. "Where'd you come from?" She asked looking him over. Paul glanced at her in boredom. "Doesn't matter. They'll hurt you. Kill you. He doesn't love you. He wants to posses you, your blood. You don't know me Bella, but I know you. Keep this in mind: Humanity is a show, and you're the animal on display." He looked her in the eyes and in one blink he was gone.

"Yeah.." He whispered shakily, his tears finally taking over, as they slipped down his tan cheeks. She took in a shuddering breath before letting out a painful cry. "It's spreading...I know. I don't want to do this." He whispered to the sky. Bella's pale hands covered his own and she looked up at him, her vision becoming blurrier. "You promised." Brown eyes met gray as Paul's face crumpled, his eyes squinting from the rain. His mouth was turned in a frown.

"You can't just dump this on me and expect me to be okay Paul!" Bella yelled, her eyes watering. Paul's face was static yet angry as he looked down at her. "I thought you'd be okay with it!" He snapped. Bella rolled her eyes. "I am! It's just why now? Why not tell me sooner?!"

"I know that too. God, I promised you a lot of things Bella."

"Well what do you want to do?" Paul asked, as he ran his fingers down Bella's bare back. She snuggled into his arm with a deep sigh. "I can't keep washing after I leave here. Edward already thinks I'm spending time with Billy, Dad, and Jacob. Nobody knows we're together, not even Sam. Give me till after my birthday." He looked down at her again, his eyes conveying the emotion he felt behind her request. "Paul...we both know this won't end well. Promise me something?" She asked, peeking from under her lashes. "Anything." He answered. "If I should turn..kill me."

Bella's eyes closed as she tried swallowing, only to cough up blood.

"I don't understand. Why don't you leave? I'm here, don't you see that?" Paul asked, his eyes showing Bella just how conflicting this situation was. "They glamour and dazzle. I always work up the courage and...poof...it's all gone. I'll come clean. Remember your promise." Bella whispered as Paul held her tight.

Paul lifted his hands to her neck and his lips to her bloody ones. "I always keep my promise." Her bones snapped that would haunt his ears for these last few moments. With the last few beeps of her heart, Paul could feel his starting to slow in rhythm. He curled himself around her, silently crying as his heart started to give its last beat. "I love you."

When Sam found their bodies, curled around each other in a loving embrace, he couldn't help but grimace. Saying a native prayer, he kissed his hands.

End.