Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Stephanie Meyer does.
Whoop de doo!! My first oneshot! Exciting!
Pretty.
That word never meant much to me.
Other girls would preen and curl their hair. They would abuse mascara and lipstick. They would bleach their hair and spend ages in the sun trying to get a tan. The end product was usually very similar to a scarecrow.
But I never felt the need to do that. I never wanted to be beautiful. I was happy being moderately attractive.
Until I met him.
When he was around I always felt so small. So…ugly! But he called me beautiful. He said I was perfect. He wanted to spend my life with me.
My life. Not his life. I knew he had his reasons but I never really thought that much about the consequences. How my face and body would change. The impact my transformation would have on my family!
How my chest would become hollow. I said this to Alice once. She said my heart would still be there. I said what is the use of a heart when it can't beat. When it doesn't provide warmth?
When it's empty.
I thought a lot about these things. Sometimes I wished that he would just get it over with. That he would come into my room one night and bite me! I wanted to spend eternity with him. Heck, I wanted to spend several eternities with him!
I didn't know why he was so annoyed when I brought it up. I couldn't figure out why he was so against changing me. Alice told me it was because he was afraid I wouldn't love him when I became a vampire. I told her that was ridiculous. She shrugged.
"He knows what it feels like to be in love. He knows what it feels like be in love and to be a vampire. You don't. He's worried…that you will get over him."
I turned that conversation over in my mind for a few nights. Getting over him? How could I possibly get over Edward? He's perfect. And beautiful. He's the male equivalent of Aphrodite!!
And I am nothing. I'm boring and ordinary. I read and I work and I…don't connect! I have the Cullen's, my own family and maybe four people at school. No one else. I don't even keep in touch with my friends from Phoenix!
But when I look at Edward I just can't figure out what he sees in me. I'm ugly!! I'm an ugly, nerdy, boring brunette.
But I can't blame Edward. His heart can't beat. But that just reminds me of my biggest question.
If your heart can't beat, how can you love?
What do you think? Good? Crap? I don't care!! I loved writing it!! By the way, if you didn't figure it out, this is all from Bella's POV.
Bye!!
P.S Those of you reading Run. I haven't updated because I lost my entire story folder!! It's so stupid! My cousin just found it again for me but still!! I'll update soon.
