This is a story I started, it takes place after Bella's birthday in New Moon, I'm kinda sure of the direction I want to go in but feedback is always appreciated. This is my first fan fiction ever.
Neither one of us talked on the drive home. I kept my eyes focused on the trees as we sped down the highway. I glanced down at my throbbing hand noticing the red blood staining through the bandage. I reached into my bag and grabbed more of the gauze that Carlisle packed for me. I felt my whole body still trembling as I wrapped more gauze around, anything to not be able to see the blood soaking through.
Of all the stupid things I could have done, getting a paper cut was not something I would have imagined could end my life so quickly. I glanced over at Edward, feeling so many mixed emotions. I didn't know how to sort through them and figure out which one best suited how I should feel in this situation. Anger? Fear? Surprise? Calm? No, I definitely didn't feel calm. Edward glanced over, noticing I was staring, but to tell the truth, I wasn't staring at him, just the space between us.