A Broken Heart and a Flat Line
I got this idea from listening to Rascal Flatts new son Come Wake Me Up. Hope you guys enjoy. Oh and I have a new desktop so I am able to write new stories now. Don't forget my poll, and give me ideas on what story you want me to update. Thank You to people who have already voted and told me what they want me to update. And thank you to all of my readers and reviewers.
BPOV:
I moved to the left side of my bed, wishing I could feel those warm arms wrapped around me, wishing to see those green eyes stare at me, wishing to run my hands through his untamable hair, wishing for him. I sat up hoping when I did I could escape the pain. I looked at the window and saw the rain fall down; each raindrop that fell another one of my teardrops did to. I looked away from the window and looked around to the room until my eyes landed on the picture of us.
Flash Back
"Bella," I looked up at his bright green eyes, getting lost like I always did when I looked at him. "Yes," I asked him. "I want this moment to never end," he said looking at the sun as it went down, "I want to hold on to forever," he said now looking at me, "I want to keep you in my arms forever," he said with deep sincerity in his voice. My eyes clouded over, Edward was always a romantic when he set his heart to. "I want that to," I said still looking into his eyes. "Good," he said and before I knew what was happing, he was on one knee a velvet box in his hand, "then do me the honor of making me wish come true," he said his green eyes growing brighter then before, "and marry me," he finished. Before he knew what happened I was in his arms and he was one his back.
End of Flash Back
New tears streamed down my cheeks. Apparently Edward's little sister had gotten a picture of us like that, in love, close to each other, and of course happy. I looked back to the left side of the bed were he laid, I could imagine him lying there watching me and chuckling every time I blushed from our beautiful memories then asking me the question that always popped up when I was with him ( You Fill in the blank). The sound of the phone ringing brought me out of my thoughts. I quickly as I could I jumped out of bed, put on my robe, and raced down to stairs, praying that it was him calling. "Hello," I asked whoever was on the phone, "B-B-Bella?" I knew that voice anywhere. "Alice what is it what's wrong?" I asked Edward's little sister, "I-I-it's Ed-Edw-Edward." I was so shocked that I all most dropped the phone, "WHAT ABOUT EDWARD ALICE, IS EDWARD OK, IS HURT, OH MY GOSH HE'S DEAD ISN'T, OH ALICE IM SO SORRY THIS IS ALL MY FAULT, IF I'D HAD JUST LISTEND TO HIM WHEN HE SAID-" I heard a flat line cut me off and crying.
Ya my moods differs when it comes to songs. In my defense it helps me with my writing. Ok guys don't forget my poll and your story requests.