The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #1
Pen Name: Tinsley Warren
Pairing/Character(s): Edward/Bella
Rating: T
Word Count: 385
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Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. I own the craziness of these tho!
The bus was loud as I took my seat. People were chatting with one another, and the motor was humming away. My legs felt like jelly from the walk, and my fingers seemed like they were about to fall off. I just wanted to sit down and rest.
The wind was brutal. And walking to the bus stop in the middle of winter wasn't my wisest idea.
I was glad I got a window seat, which would allow me to have something to do on the ride. Maybe watching the scenery, and my old life, sail by would help me come to terms with how different everything was now.
I used to be the girl with the cute best friend. The girl who thought she and said best friend would be friends forever.
Then I drunkenly kissed him, and Edward stopped taking my calls.
That was three weeks ago.
He was probably off somewhere with the girlfriend from hell. As far as I knew, I wasn't even a blip on his radar.
I sighed and looked out the window. We weren't moving yet, and glancing down at the clock on my phone signified we should be.
I wanted to get on with my new life as soon as possible. I wanted to embrace the fact that I took the nursing job in Oregon. I wanted to go, maybe then I wouldn't feel the heavy lump of regret deep in my belly.
I understood why we hadn't left yet when one last person ran on. His hair was so familiar I would be able to recall the color when I was old and grey. It was so unique, and it was so him. The coppery like strands resembled a penny, a lucky penny.
I used to think he was my good luck, until I blew it.
He caught my eye and ran toward me. Edward sat in the empty seat next to me, his eyes shining with apology.
I started to say something, but he grabbed me in his arms, spooning me against his chest.
"Shh don't talk now. Let's just have this moment," he whispered in my ear.
So I didn't ask questions. I didn't scream. I didn't demand answers. I just embraced the moment.
I smiled at our reflection as the bus started moving.
