this is a really short one but what i really wanted to do was to get you guys to really decide on a name for my fanfic.
right now its tied between
endless night and
eternal night
if you could pls just choose one.
here is the bit ive done...

I led Bella off the plane, still supporting her entirely. I had some idea of the reception awaiting us at Sea-Tac airport. Even though the majority of my concentration was focused on Bella’s weary face, I could still hear the thoughts and feelings of my family.
Relief was the predominant thought of Esme and Carlisle, and I expected nothing less. Jasper and Alice were gazing into each other’s eyes, love rolling off them in waves. Once I might have been jealous of their love, but not now that I had Bella.
Esme and Carlisle waited patiently for us to get to them as we were moving slowly, Bella shuffling sleepily forward.
As soon as we were within reach, Esme reached out and grabbed Bella fiercely. I refused to let go, so the hug was awkward but still filled with love.
“Thank you so much.” Esme whispered to Bella, and Bella’s mouth came up into a smile.
She quickly moved from Bella to me, hugging me strongly.
“You will never put me through that again.” She nearly growled. She wanted to be angry but all she could feel was relief.
I grinned, repentant. “Sorry, Mom.”
“Thank you Bella.” Carlisle said. “We owe you.”
“Hardly.” Bella mumbled. I could see she was minutes away from crashing. Finally.
“She’s dead on her feet. Let’s get her home.” Esme scolded me.
I pulled Bella along towards the exit, Esme firmly holding her other side. Bella’s pace was very slow, so Carlisle, Alice and Jasper were waiting in the dimly lit parking lot when we finally arrived.
I looked around for our car, anxious for Bella to sleep, but as I turned I saw Rosalie and Emmett leaning on a black sedan. I stiffened just as her thoughts hit me. I was brought up short when something I didn’t expect reached me.
Rosalie was remorseful. She was sorry for what she had done.
Well I didn’t forgive that easily. She had caused me one of the worst times of my existence, and Bella had been put in danger because of her.
Esme saw me stiffen in Rosalie’s presence and quickly rushed to her aid.
“Don’t,” Esme said quietly. “She feels awful.”
“She should.” I answered, keeping my voice loud. She should feel awful.
My words were greeted by sadness from Rosalie, but also understanding. That surprised me again.
I thought Bella had been pretty much out of it and her words came out mumbled with exhaustion, but she still managed to talk.
“It’s not her fault.” She said very quietly.
Esme was thankful for Bella’s input. “Let her make amends,” she pleaded. “We’ll ride with Alice and Jasper.” Esme couldn’t stand there being a rift in our family.
I didn’t want too. Who would? Everything that had happened in Italy was her fault. I didn’t want to forgive her.


its a bit short sorry but i really need people to decide on the name. please leave a comment!!