Hello twilighters! This is my first story and it's going to get real juicy, real soon even though it starts off a little sad. Please review! If you're reading this you have a responsibility to tell me if I'm crap or not! Stop reading right now if you're going to be lazy! No wait read it anyway! I promise I'll get you addicted. Enjoy!
I suddenly realized I had been sitting here for the past three hours, holding my chest and trying to close the gapping hole there. It wasn't the first time I'd found myself like this since Edward had left. I was sure I had wasted half my life in numbing painful nothingness since he'd abandoned me 3 months ago. I looked through the rain blurred windscreen of my truck at the black road ahead and the thick green forest that hugged its edges. This was the first time my beautiful truck had given up on me and on top of what had happened this afternoon I felt like life was giving up on me too. I slowly came to realize several things; no cars had passed during the eternity I had been sitting here, the rain wasn't letting up and it was starting to get dark. I tried to start the truck one more time to no avail; instead I was awarded a sad spluttering sound before I gave up.
"Great", I said aloud to myself.
I knew I would have to start walking and on the wet road. I was, no doubt, about to fall over numerous times.
I stepped out of the car and into the cold rain. As I slammed the car door I caught sight of my reflection in the car door window. I was a mess. My hair was a haystack the way he used to say looked good. I tried to straighten my hair in spite of him, while fighting back little stabs of pain.
"He doesn't care anymore", I said aloud to myself.
A silent tear fell down my cheek. It was the first time I had said that sad fact aloud and it was much more painful than expected but, nevertheless, it was something I needed to get used to. I wrapped my jacket around me tighter, both to keep myself warm and to hold myself together, and began to trudge down the slippery road towards home.
As expected I fell, a lot. Each fall, each scrape and bruise somehow hurt less than the pain I felt tearing at my insides. I fought against the physical and emotional pain while trying not to look at my bleeding palms. The smell of my blood was making me queasy but I refused to throw up the same way I refused to lie on the road and cry even though I desperately wanted to. I could feel myself getting angry. Angry with everything! I was alone, my truck was screwed and probably would stay that way for months before I could afford to fix it and Charlie would be mad at me for being late. And then there was the ever present painful issue of him and the fact that he had broke his promise. After three hours of crying there was no more room for sadness for the moment and I instead I just wanted to scream. I couldn't help but think that if he was here he could fix my car. If he was here I could climb onto his marble back so he could run me home and I wouldn't be late. If he was here he would catch me every time I fell and I wouldn't feel nauseas from the smell of my own blood. If he was here he would fix my broken heart and make me whole again… but I wasn't so sure about any of that anymore, because he wasn't here. He had left, probably because he was sick of catching me when I fell, because he didn't want to constantly deal with my human problems and didn't care enough to make me a vampire like him. He had left me and I told myself again,
"He doesn't care anymore", my voice seemed stronger in my ears.
Everything I said, I knew was true. Everything I had seen this afternoon had proved it, and I tried to replace pain with anger as I remembered…
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