slash
romance/fluff/wuff
Dark
oneshot
OOC
Wrong kind of love
I remember the first time I saw him, it was during lunch in school and I looked into his eyes. They were so intense and glowing, like they were made of gold, and at that exact point, I understood the meaning of "butterflies".
His face was cold as ice, pale, like marble. His body was reminding me of a Greek God, all the muscles on the right places.. I was in love with Edward from the get go. But he was with Bella and I, well I was a werewolf. I understood that we would never be, we could never be together no matter how much my body was craving him. I could wake up in the middle of the night, having a dream about Edward that felt so real. The dream was about me and him, sharing a bed, sharing a home, sharing a dream.
This happened almost every night and it was starting to kill me. Eating me up from the inside, making me want to wish that I never met him. Making me wish awful thoughts, like hurting Bella. He occupied my mind, body and soul and it came to a point where I stopped paying attention to what the teacher said in class, to what my father asked me to do. He was always on my mind.
I don't know what I was thinking that night when I felt his smell. I thought he was alone, I thought I could make him see things from my point of view. I don't know what came over me. So I ran the fastest I could, I ran to him with the help of his smell, the smell that intoxicated my whole being. I ran into the woods where his smell came from and I saw them together, kissing and touching each other.
I was full of anger and jealousy so I ran and pushed over Edward, making it seem like I was protecting Bella when I in fact were filled with rage because Edwards lips were kissing somebody else's rather than mine. So I pushed him, I pushed over Edward so he wouldn't kiss Bella. The amount of seconds my hands were touching Edward felt like an hour in heaven. I would rather hold him longer and kiss his filled lips but I could not show him my feelings in front of Bella. He thought that I protected Bella so he began to hit me and we went into a fight.
I wish I could stop time so I could tell him that Im that person that would die for him, im that person that would give up my life just to be with him. Why couldn't he see it? What was so special with Bella? His lack of feeling was maybe because I was a werewolf. Maybe because we were natural enemies.
So we fought. He pushed me so my head hit a tree. I pushed him so hard he hit a rock. Then I realized that we could never be together. Our lips would never meet. I decided that if I couldn't have him, nobody could. nobody deserved him more than me. So I decided to kill him. I put a stick through his heart. And I looked into his eyes and said `I love you` while he died.
I killed Edward.