(I hope this story will turn out better then my other story I attempted.)

Summary- Bella dies when her baby rips out of her and Edward was too late to save her. How will Edward get back on his feet and move on?

Edward watched as Bella's cries turned to gargles. Her face was covered in sweat and her dark brown hair was mattered and knotty, plastered to her forehead. Her chest heaved upward and her glassy blind eyes wiggled in Edwards direction. They no longer held the beautiful chocolate brown that he fell in love with.

"Bella?" Edward kneeled beside her. "Don't leave me." He whispered. "I love you." His voice broke.

Bella's chest slapped down on the metal bench she was lying on. Her stomach was ripped open and was like a bowl holding a pool of blood. As she moved the blood spilled over and dripped onto the floor. Her heart was beating fast. The constant throbbing echoed through the whole house.

Edward whipped at Bella's forehead. Her mouth open in a big intake of breath her back arched again. Her body seemed to pause. Her heart stuttered. Then she sighed her back slowly settled on the bench. Her head flopped Edwards way and her half closed eyes looked at Edward, then closed.

"Bella?" Edward sobbed quietly. "Bella?!" He croaked leaning down to press his forehead on her cheek. "NO!" He sobbed. Edward wished he could cry. So he could let the soothing salt tears trickle down her overheated body.

"Bella. NOOO!!!