This story is inspired by one of my favourite love stories… a little changed though. I hope you like it…
EPOV
The conference room was throbbing. No… my head was throbbing. I felt a hand on my shoulder. I heard Emmett's voice from a hundred miles away, my mind refusing to register what he said. In my peripheral vision, I could see Jasper shooting daggers at my sibling. Rosalie was sitting on my right, stone-like.
For all I knew, I was sitting in the middle of a theatre watching a movie that I had no interest in. I could not block out the voices that crashed through my skull causing a dull ache in my temples.
My feet pushed against the ground of their own accord. I was vaguely aware of them carrying me out the glass doors across the hallway – into the men's room. A familiar face stared back at me. Bronze hair, emerald eyes with purple bruises under them for the lack of sleep, high cheek bones and generally handsome features looking haggard.
Why was I even here? What sense did it make for me to be here fighting against the woman I had considered to be my sister for so many years? What was happening… why this mess? Why was I feeling so… alone?
Again as though moved by a spell, my feet carried me out of the claustrophobic restroom. I looked beyond the glass wall of the conference room – Emmett and Jasper were still arguing heatedly.
I didn't think I could handle another minute of this chaos. Somewhere, at the back of my mind I had already made my decision. I walked out of the Empire State Building, ignoring employees' hurried greetings. My chauffer held the door of my Mercedes open.
How I wished they would stop that – stop acting like they got pleasure out of kissing the ground I walked on. Couldn't they let me be? I resolutely walked around the car to the driver's seat and got in. I had to be by myself when I saw...
Downtown traffic in New York was as bad as usual. But I barely noticed. I had a destination in mind. That was it. It didn't matter how or when I reached it. I wanted to see her for one last time before she… maybe if she saw me she wouldn't…
The hall was decorated splendidly. As beautiful as the woman it was decorated for. I saw her dancing with… her husband. Tanya…
The moment our eyes met, all the memories of the time we had spent together came flooding back. I struggled to keep my eyes from filling with moisture. Turning around I walked out the way I had come in. I just wanted to go far way… as far away as I could go from this terrible heartbreak. I was alone now.
It was over. Everything was finished. Then why was my heart still beating as though it would like to do nothing better? Why were my lungs breathing when I was suffocating inside? Whose life was I living? I had lost mine long ago. Why was I here, staring over my car's roof and yet unable to see anything.
I had to make my heart stop beating now… it was causing too much pain. The breathing had to be stopped.
Suddenly, something constricted against my wrist and neck, breaking my blood flow. Irritating vibrations spread through my right leg. I took off the offending watch and tie; took out the buzzing phone out of my pocket and kept it all in a neat pile on the roof of my car.
I walked away from the car, the feeling to escape still strong, the feeling to escape entirely getting stronger. How long I walked, I could not tell. People jostled around me, but my mind was far away.
The crowd around me pushed forward and I too was pushed along. I stood there, not holding any support but feeling oddly comfortable in the swaying movement. I didn't notice as a man in blue uniform stopped in front of me. He was saying something. To me? I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion and irritation. Why couldn't he just leave me alone. Finally his words stated seeping into my system – 'Sir, you're without a ticket… you are required to get off right now - '
Only then did I notice that the bus had come to a stop. The policeman roughly caught me by the elbow and removed me from the bus. Many people accompanied me but I noticed they got off on their own.
I entered the station, without realizing I had. What I did realize was that I was unconsciously following crowds – hordes of people going in one direction. Trying to be part of the crowd… something I had always wanted but never achieved. Wasn't it just right that I should be doing what my heart desired moments before it stopped beating?
I bought a ticket. Where to? I did not know. My apparently vacant expression must have alarmed the security official for he specifically took my ticket and pointed vigorously towards a crowded platform right ahead.
I was numb. My brain was not working right. I couldn't hold two coherent thoughts together. I was letting my body take complete control over my mind. I let the crowd take complete control over my sense of direction.
I entered the train on the said platform. I sat on the first vacant seat.
Hey, I hope you liked it… details about Edward's problems will come up in the story later… please review.
