My newest story! Called "Sing Through Heart" .
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Sam Uley found me in the forest after Ed—he left me. I just couldn't believe it. He left, because he was done with me. He didn't love me. I was something to pass his time. The rest of the family didn't even want to say goodbye to me.
I wouldn't be the same again. The doctor described me as catatonic. But he didn't see the real reason. The man - vampire - that I thought I was going to spend the rest of my life with, had left me in the forest, after shattering my heart by breaking up our love.
"Dad, I'm going to go up to bed. I'll see you in the morning," I said as I headed up the stairs. He looked after me, wondering if he should do something more, but sighed and mumbled his low "good-night" and turned to his chair. I peeled off my dirty clothing and put on my sweats. I held no emotion at point. I had lifted me sheets and had my foot on the mattress when I realized something. My window had already been lifted in anticipation of him coming through at night. A tear escaped my eye and rolled down my cheek, hitting the floor with an inaudible splash. I walked over and with much effort, pushed it down, ending the gush of cool air, and locked it in place. Crawling back into bed, I slowly sunk deeper into thought. I decided what I would do. I would go back to the forest tomorrow, just to see if his trace was left. Because even if he said "It will be as if I never existed", it would never be true. He'd always have some place in my heart and mind. Maybe it will shrink. Maybe, just maybe, I could move on. I fell into darkness denying his spot would shrink, it might only get bigger. If that was even possible.
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I had to drag myself out of my comforting bed the next morning. All I wanted to do was stay in bed and stay in my reveries of my glorious time spent with Edward. I threw off my sweats and put on the easiest thing I could grab; a red tank top and gray cargo pants. I simply slipped on some flip flops.
"Dad," I called hoarsely down the small staircase. He poked his head around the banister, answering my call. "I'm going to take a walk, you know, maybe get my mind off things." He hesitated, almost objecting. I promised not to get lost, wincing at the wording of my statement.
As quick as possible in my state physically and mentally, I was out of the house and walking the exact same path I took just yesterday. Right before my heart was ripped. I reached the exact spot where I was in the forest when Sam found me. I could even see the faint prints of his shoes, still printed into the soil. Not completely in tune with my own mind, I followed where his footsteps lead. In every step his I saw his heel never touched the ground, only because he was probably at full-on inhuman speed.
I knew I had been following his trail too long when I reached a small clearing. My muscles were strained in protest of walking any further. I sat down on a stump near the middle of the clearing. Some overgrown grass brushed my hands that were placed on my knees.
So fast I didn't know in which direction the sound came from, someone was standing in front of me, his hands at my shoulders. A vampire, I knew instantly.
"Who are you? Why are you out here alone?" he seethed. For once, I was frightened.
I stuttered throughout me sentence. "I—I'm B-Bel-Bella Swa-Swan, I ca-came out on a h-hi-hike." His disapproving look showed that he did not believe I was just out for a stroll. "Well, Miss Bella, I am Zane Sestan. And I'm very sorry for what I'm about to do," he, Zane apparently, said and just as quickly as he came, he sunk his venomous, canine teeth into the soft flesh of my neck.
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