I enjoyed writing this and got a little help, which helped, I feel that this is a good piece.
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Edwards POV
"Come on, you have been following her all day. It's now or never."
I thought angrily to myself.
"You are a vampire for god's sake. You aren't a wimp like Mike Newton."
I clenched my hands into fists on the desk and stared ahead blankly.
"Just say her name."
The whole Biology class I just tried to force myself to choke out her name. Just five letters; simply one word.
Suddenly the bell rang and my throat tightened. I had to hurry because she had already packed her things and was ready to leave.
"Bella," Finally her name stumbled its way through my lips.
"Go away Edward, I have nothing to say to you" She said angrily and stormed from the room without a parting glance.
I was frozen to my chair. This wasn't the Bella I knew.
It wasn't until we were in the parking lot that I caught up with her. It frustrated me that I had to move so slowly. I could have been at her side within seconds, but I had to keep the human facade up.
She paused at her truck and noticed that I approached.
"Bella," I said roughly as I got closer. "Please just listen to what I have to say."
Her beautiful eyes studied me with a look of pure hatred on her face. Even so, she was gorgeous. Maybe even more so than when I left her. She seemed to be the same girl I had fallen for months before. But her words they showed me how much she had changed; how much I had hurt her.
Her mouth floundered about as if she were trying to say something but couldn't manage to get it out. Finally the words came to her and it felt like a sharp slap in the face.
"No," She began her voice rising in volume. "I don't see why I should listen to you."
By now she was almost screaming and people were staring.
"Bella, please just let me explain." I pleaded.
Her face hardened.
"Please," I begged again and placed her hands into mine.
Her gaze slid down to her hand in mine. Her lower lip trembled slightly. I didn't need to be able to read her mind to know that she remembered. She remembered her hand in mine and the pure joy she felt when we would simply lie there for hours; just holding hands.
Her eyes came back to mine and in a teary voice she said, "No,"
A solitary tear slid down her cheek. "I don't want to get hurt again. I can't love you anymore."
With that she jerked her hand from mine and slid into her truck. I watched numbly as she pulled out from the lot.
And in that moment I felt my heart break because I knew then that I had lost
her. My soul mate. My universe. My one and only reason for living. I realized that I had lost her some eight months ago when I left. But there was some shallow part in me that assured me that she would take me back.
For some time I stayed in the parking lot. Just somehow hoping that she would come back. That she would tell me that I was stupid, and that she was stupid, and that we could just be together again.
But she wasn't going to come back. I had broken her into tiny pieces. She had broken me into tiny pieces. And our pieces couldn't fit together. We we're beyond repair.
A cold wind blew from the north and instead of being cold, I just felt pain. A pain worse than transformation.
I started to walk. I didn't know where exactly. I just walked on.
I still loved her. I always would. I would always watch over her and make sure that no one would ever cause her the pain that I had caused her.
The pain roared through my body as I continued to walk. I knew that I would feel this ever-present pain until the day I went to the Volturi and asked them to take away my pain, to kill me; the day my Bella dies.