A/N OK, If you want to read this fanfic/ Songfic correctly, you need to pull up this song. I suggest Youtube. Because without the tune, it doesn't do it justice.

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight or the following song…Caroline.


I stared blankly at the wall. Edward...It felt like acid was being poured on the once whole organ of my body called my heart. He had been gone for only two months now, and it still stung. I still remember what he told me, out in the woods. I don't want you to come with me… I groaned. I looked to my right to see my CD in the trash. I didn't dare listen to Debussy anymore. It would remind me of Edward…I can't even think the name without pain.

All of a sudden, there was a knock at my door. "Come in…" My voice sounded raw.

The door opened and in walked Angela Weber. "Hey, Bella. How are you?"

"Fine," I croaked. That's when I noticed. She was holding a burned CD in her hands

"Listen, Bella," She hurriedly said, "I know you don't listen to music, but I think this song might help you. It was a song for one of my favorite artists and I think you need to hear it." She placed the CD on my boombox, "Please, listen to it, for me…" And with that, she left.

I stared at the CD for a moment. The only thing written on it was the words "Caroline". I stood up and plopped it in my boombox when Charlie walked in.

"Hey, Bells…" He said, "I'm going to bed. Call me if you need anything."

I nodded swiftly and he left, leaving me with the CD. I heard him close his door and frowned. I didn't deserve to cause him pain. Maybe…it would be better…

Yes, it would be better. Forget, Edward. I winced again. I opened my door, creped down stairs, and grabbed a kitchen knife, without tripping. I ran back to my door and closed it. I didn't my dad to see my do this. He would lie and tell me that he loves me. But, wouldn't it be better if he didn't have to suffer because of me…

I pressed play on the boombox, and placed the kitchen knife to my pale skin. That's when it caught the first words of the song:

Where do I begin?
There's so much I want to say to make it easier
Tomorrow's on its way
Do you beileve I want to take your painful memories?

I know you want to run away
I know that you can't see tomorrow

My tears started to run. Is this song talking to me?

Caroline

Yesterday is gone and
Everything that made you cry has fallen to the ground
I'm here to bring you home
I will always take you back
You haven't let me down

I set the knife down. This song was talking to me, it was telling me something. I didn't know who this person was, but it felt like his knew me. What I wanted to do. What I'm doing. What I was going to do.

I threw the knife under my bed. This song was my inspiration. Edward was my light that had burned out. I was trying to rekindle something I couldn't see. Whether I was just some sick game he had played with me, or he was just protecting me, I would burn for him, thanks to this song…

And when you're feeling all alone and you can't go on
Remember I am here
And when you think you've gone too far
I'll meet you where you are
My arms are open wide

Caroline
Let me wipe away your tears, and give you life
Make you feel beautiful again
Caroline
Don't throw it all away
I'm here tonight, to take away your pain

Caroline
Let me wipe away your tears, and give you life
Make you feel beautiful again
Caroline
Don't throw it all away
I'm here tonight, to take away your pain

Caroline