Don't let memories go of me and you
The world is down there out of view
Please, don't jump
You open your eyes
But you can't remember what for
The snow falls quietly
You just can't feel it no more
Somewhere out there
You lost yourself in your pain
You dream of the end
To start all over again

-Tokio Hotel, Don't Jump

My ragged breath sounded much louder than usual. Everything inside me ached and screamed with longing when I thought of him. If I even so much as thought his name, the gaping hole in my chest would become too much. I would double-over in pain, silently screaming inside. Tears would stream down my face, and I might even stop breathing. I decided to not even think about him at all.

I walked slowly, every step bringing me closer to the end, every step bringing me closer to him. I didn't care if he wasn't real. I didn't care if it was my imagination. I knew it wouldn't really be him and it was the best I could have now. I had long gotten over the fact that he didn't care about me, didn't love me anymore. It didn't matter what his feelings were for me, if he had any at all. I would forever love him, belonging to him until the end of time.

Any normal person would have been scared if they were doing what I planned to do. Yet I kept a steady pace, my heart nor breath even racing. The doctors all wondered if I was catatonic. Nothing frightens me anymore. Love, life, meaning, were all over a long time ago. They ended after the words.

"You…don't…want…me?" and the gut-wrenching answer- "No."

I wrapped my arms around my torso, trying to stifle the pain and the sobs. The action didn't help in the slightest. I tried to concentrate on the sounds of the waves crashing against the shore beneath me, and the gentle breeze blowing through the forest.

Through the soles of my shoes, I still felt the texture of the rough rock beneath me. I peered over the edge of the immense cliff. "Bella, don't do this. You promised." I would recognize that voice anywhere, even in death. Blood raced through my veins, my pulse quickening, for the first time in a long time. Hearing his voice was the only thing that made me feel alive. It was the only thing that gave me a very faint hope that he cared whether I lived or died.

I stopped and so did his voice. I took another brave step forward. "Please Bella." I loved the sound of his voice. It was beautiful, so sweet and smooth, deep and quiet.

I decided to reply to the figment of my imagination. "You broke your promise. You promised it would be like you never existed. So now it's my turn to break a promise." I took another cautious step forward, my action finally starting to sink in. There was no way I was backing out. I could finally be happy, or at least away from pain.

"Bella," he warned. I walked to the edge and took a deep breath, hopefully filling my lungs with oxygen for the last time. I closed my eyes. "You wanted me to be human!" I said. "I love you Edward," I then whispered. Warm tears streamed down my face. I took the last step.

"Bella! No!"

I braced myself and jumped off the ledge, slipping through the air and into the dark, mysterious waters below. I then knew that this was the end of my pain. My life was over. I realized suicide wasn't so bad after all. I smiled as I plunged deeper into the darkness.