Ok… so for any of you that have read my other Twilight fanfiction, Only One Way, I'm really sorry I haven't updated in SO LONG. But I'm going to try and focus on this for a while, and I'll work on that when I have time.
I may have used a couple of the ideas for the story from You Asked Me to Love You (an absolutely AMAZING FF) so if it sounds to much like that, let me know. And btw, in this story, Bella isn't super klutzy. She actually does sports and stuffs.
Prologue
Take some advice.
Don't fall in love.
As I closed my eyes, tears leaked out, and scenes flashed behind my eyes. Depressing scenes, dramatic scenes, emotional scenes. Scenes of thinking, dreaming, hoping, kissing, joking, playing, living, laughing, even loving.
Scenes that I wanted to forget.
Which is why, currently, I am stretched out in the back seat of a white limo with Alice peering at me concernedly while my dad drove, roaring across the countryside, avoiding the awed looks of buck-toothed farmers who had probably seen nothing better than an ancient, rusted BMW truck in their lifetime. Heading for Ensisted Institute, one of the top-rated high schools in the country. Heck, one of the top-rated high schools in the world. Did I care? No. Did I really even WANT to go to this school? No. But I did it, did it for my father, who insisted that if I had to go away at all, I should do it in comfort. Thanks, dad. But it's gonna be hell anyway.
Minutes passed like seconds, hours like minutes. I was too caught up in my own misery-stricken world to notice, or care. I ignored pokes from my sister and calls from my father, moos from the calf and honks from the cars. Why would I really care? Why should anyone care about anything anymore? He was gone, and I was as good as dead. What did I have to live for?
In an instant, his face filled my mind. Hisface, not in the twisted, bloodied mask of death that I last saw him in, but in the laughing, joking, little crooked half-smile that I had grown to become accustomed to and love. His eyes, not deadened and blinded, never to be put to use again, but healthy and flashy, a bright sparkle in his left one-his diamond eye, as he used to call it. His voice filled my mind, not scratchy and throaty as he said his final good-bye, but full and deep, amused yet deadly serious.
"Bella. Bella, Bella, Bella. Still haven't gotten over me, eh? What was it, my irresistible charm or dashing good looks? No, Bella, I am serious. Think of me as the perfect role model." All at once, his grin disappeared. "But Bella, remember, there is more out there. Think of your sister, think of your father. Think of your plans to see the world! Do you really want to give that up so you can live in grief for the rest of your life?" My resolve was wavering. He must have sensed this, for then he played his trump card. "If nothing else, Bells, do it for me."
I nodded, once, a stiff, jerky nod, though I felt like arguing some more if it would make him stay there for just a little bit longer, keep my heart whole for just one more minute.
"Thank you, Bells. By the way, Bella-" His voice was beginning to fade. I had to strain to catch the last three words he murmured as his face grew fainter.
"I love you."
And just like that, he was gone.
I breathed a sigh. He was gone, but I was not. I could still live, if only for him.
I'll can still try.
Oh, and I love you too,-
A sharp, stabbing pain pierced my chest. I had almost thought his name. I sighed again, a deep, painful sound.
Take some advice.
Don't fall in love.
Short, short, I know, I know. But this is just the prologue. The next chapter will be longer.
Any ideas who "he" is?
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