Disclamier: Own nothing...yad yad ya...

Love.

That's all anybody talks about.

Love.

The pain-ridden virus that only brings pain and tears.

Love.

Oh, how sickening it is.

I managed to catch that horrible bug, and it got so bad, that it brought me to this.

The side of the road with Charlie's pocket knife.

Of coarse I have to be punished. I let that stupid bug poses me, and control my every act, thought and feeling. And do you know what I called this love bug?

Edward Madison Cullen.

The most vile bug ever.

Yet the most beautiful one.

Charming.

Handsome.

Evil.

And now as the blood draws itself for my wound, happy to be free, I wonder what could have been. I probably should have stayed at Renee's. The bug wouldn't have been able to reach me.

And my life could have been spared.

"You see what you did to me Edward!" I screamed. I felt moisture on my cheeks and raised my hand.

Tears.

Great.

"Fuck it." I said, and raised the knife to my throat.

"Good bye." I whispered, as I smiled.

And I hit the vain with one fatal slice.

"Bella, I hope you can forgive me." said Edward, as he drove to her house. He had just got back, and the first thing he was going to do was apoligise to Bella. That's when he saw her Truck.

'Thats odd,' he thought. He got out, and walk towards her. And then the smell of blood hit him like bricks.

"BELLA!" he screamed, as he saw her slice her throat.

He cradled her, "Bella, Bella, oh god!"

She raised her arm to his face. "I'm glad you were here to watch me die." was the last thing she ever said.