Chapter 1: Lose Control

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"Bella run!" Edward looked up at Bella with pleading eyes, his breath coming out in harsh heaving. "I can't hold on much longer." Bella stared longingly into Edward's pitch black eyes.

"I can't leave you," her voice just as pleading as Edwards eyes.

"You can and you will! How do you think I will feel when I'm done- Argh!" A scream erupted from his lips. "Please," the words barely above a whisper. Instead Bella ran towards him with intention of holding Edward in her arms to try and comfort him. As her fingers reached his face though, Edward blanked out.

Edward came back to attention slowly. At first when he heard crying, he guessed that it was Alice or Esme mourning the fact that he had failed and now Bella was dead. He opened his eyes and looked around. He saw Bella huddled up against a tree holding her arm to her chest, crying and screaming in pain.

"Dear god! I've bitten you." He ran over to her not knowing what to do. A thick wave filled of the stench of blood hit Edward hard. He staggered back, away from Bella, too much afraid of losing control to go near her. A war raged on in his mind.

'I kill her if I go near her. I kill her if I don't. Either way she dies. Either way her soul is gone and it's all my fault. How could I have lost control like that?! I've put Bella in danger and now it's killing her.' In the outer edges of his mind, Edward could here his cell phone ringing. He quickly grabbed it and answered hoping for Carlisle. Maybe he would have the answer to all of this.

"Hello, Carlisle?"

"Hello Edward. We think that there has been a vampire attack and Bella may or may not have been involved. I think that you should prepare for the worst and find Bella. And remember Edward, don't do anything rash." Carlisle was calm and collected and sounded busy, but did not sound at all that he suspected Edward for the attack. Oh no he thought it was just some wandering vampire that came through town and like Bella's scent.

"Okay Edward. I have to go. I have to call Rosalie and Em—"

"Wait Carlisle! I uh," Edward stumbled through his thoughts trying to think of how to explain all of this to Carlisle. He took a deep breath and tried to talk again. "I'm the one who attacked Bella. I lost control of myself and now she turning and I'm too afraid to lose control again to try and suck the poison out. There's just so much blood." Edward spoke so quickly that it was amazing that Carlisle understood it even with his vampire powers.

There was a pause on Carlisle's end of the line.

"Hello, Carlisle?"

"Edward this could be a problem. You need to get Bella and yourself far away as soon as possible. The werewolves could come and kill you at any time," another pause. "I assume the werewolves will be especially after you since one of them as a particular liking towards Bella. You've gotten yourself in trouble this time Edward. Try not to cause anymore." Then Carlisle hung up.

Edward stuffed his phone back into his pocket and turned his attention back towards Bella. She was unconscious now. The bleeding has stopped which was good. The scent of it wasn't so strong now.

Edward held his breath and picked Bella up. Then before anyone could blink, he was off running at top speed.

Questions arouse in his mind. Where to go now that the werewolves were after him and Bella was dying in his arms. The forest he went to for hunting came to mind. There were plenty of caves in the area where they could hide for the time being.

"Off to Canada!" he muttered.

Bella stirred a little in his arms but remained unconscious.

"Please survive Bella," pleaded Edward's thoughts. "And when you do, could you ever forgive me?"