Running To You - Preface

Disclaimer - I do not own any of the characters...or any part of twilight for that matter. I do own a cat who just threw up a furball. Nice.

Chapter Count - This story is not prewritten, so updates will be weekly and I'm planning for about 30 chapters.

This is just the preface, normal chapters will be longer.

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I never meant for it to come to this.

We're sprinting in the darkness, in the pitch-black that is coating us like a sheet. It could protect us, they might never be able to spot us, or it might destroy us...we might not be able to spot them.

'Keep running!' Edward whisper-shouts to me.

'I'm...try...ing' I gasp for air. We've been sprinting for an hour solid.

I keep pushing my legs forward, trying to keep up with your pace. You have longer legs than me, your strides are longer, quicker...I'm falling behind.

'Bella! Keep going, you can do it! Just keep running, we'll be safe soon, I promise!'

'I can't!' I wheeze.

'You have too, Bella!'

I can't take anymore. My body can't take any more. I fall to the ground. He keeps running.

'Ed...ward.' I wheeze. He comes to a halt and turns to look at me, and look at the scene behind me. The police are catching up now. I can hear the sirens. I see the flashing lights of red and blue in his shocked face when I realise it's over.

'No.' An almost feral growl escapes his mouth. He runs to me and swings me over his shoulder. My legs dangle beneath me as he runs. I can hear his almost steady heartbeat through his shirt. He's not even flinching in this almost burning cold.

The sirens stop. We're safe. For now.

A few more hours after being set back down on my feet and sneaking around the city, we come across a small, run-down and slightly disgusting motel.

Perfect.

We walk in like we own the place and offer cash up front. The bored-looking, acne covered teen from behind the desk takes it with a sudden gleam in his eyes when Edward tells him to keep the change. I don't bother asking Edward where he got the money from.

'No, like, bags, sir?' The same teen reappears again, and asks us in an annoying, nasal, brittle voice.

'No. We're just crashing for tonight and then we're off to see relatives who live just round the corner. Our luggage got lost on the airline.' Edward shrugged nonchalanty. I just stood there nodding dumbly.

'Okay then sir, your room is, like, just down that hallway-' He motioned to the left. '-And then take, like, two rights, and your room is the, like, third one down.' He tells us. His name badge reads Ben.

'Thanks, Ben.' I say before Edward can say anything. I don't want to seem like the dumb one. 'We appreciate it.'

'Yeah, no problem.' Ben had lost his interest now that there was no more money involved. 'Can you go now? I don't wanna sound, like, rude, but like, there are like millions of other, like, people that wanna come in here, like, tonight?' He says it like it is a question.

Me and Edward look behind us. I can almost hear the crickets sounding and see the tumbleweed rolling by at the isolation in this place.

'Oh-kay..' Edward says in two parts, sarcastically. 'We'll just be going up to our room then.'

Ben looks up at us with an expression that only teenagers can pinpoint. 'Do you, like, actually think I, like, care?'

'Well...yes.' I said. Edward stifles a laugh. 'Because just two seconds ago you were telling us to leave because this place was gonna be swamped?'

'Yeah, like, whatever.' He says. 'Can you just go now? I wanna watch some, like, TV and I'm not allowed to do that when there are, like, people here.' Me and Edward exchange a glance before grabbing the keys off of the desk and shuffling off towards our room.

We take each others hands and look into each others eyes. 'One.' You say.

'Two.' I continue.

'Three!' We both say together. Then we simultaneously collapse onto the bed, groaning at the heavenly feeling of the soft mattress and the soft as feath duvet covers.

Now a normal person would say that this bed was going to give them a sore back, maybe it had fleas or something in it. But not me and Edward. Because we weren't normal. We had history. We had records that were in no way squeaky clean. And apparently the law doesn't like that.

I push my body further into his and cuddle into him, both of us revelling in the happy moment.

'Edward?' I ask.

'Yes, my love?' He replies while softly stroking my hair.

'Do you think...do you think we'll get away? Do you really think that we can start new lives together? Or do you...do you think that it's just a pipe dream?' I regret the words as soon as they leave my mouth.

He sits up. 'A pipe dream? Is that all this was to you, just some old pipe dream and you thought you'd take me along for the ride? Is that all this was?'

'No, Edward, it was nothing like that, I just me-'

'Spare me it, Bella. If you don't want this, I'll make it easier for you.' He stood up and headed for the door.

'Edward! No, wait!'

'Wait? Wait? Why should I wait?' His voice was laced with venom.

'B-because...listen.'

'Listen to what?' I don't answer so he could listen to the almost-silence. A panicked look settled across his perfect features.

'They're here, Edward!'

'Crap, crap, crap! How did they find us? We jus-' He carried on like that, pacing up and down the room, running his hands through his hair and tugging on it, and me perched on the end of the bed, all the muscles in my body tense and ready to spring.

'Bella!' Edward shouts from across the room. I jump.

'What?'

'We have to run. Now!' He grabs my hand and pulls me out the door, towards the fire exit when I hear them coming up the stairs behind us.

'Edward...we're not going to make it!'

'Don't think like that, Bella!'

'I'm just being realistic, Edward!'

Edward stops at the door. He grabs both of my hands with his. They're only a few flights down from us now.

'Love, we're going to make it. Wherever you go, I go, remember?' He nuzzles his nose against mine. My brain is instantly a blur.

'Y-yeah. Together.' He wraps his pinkie around mine.

'AGAINST THE WALL!' They're here.

One look into Edward's eyes tells me all I have to know. We have to run.

Edward runs towards the door with me close behind, and when he pushes it open..

He falls.

I stop.

I scream.

I'm being pulled backwards.

Handcuffs are being put on my wrists.

I'm being pushed downstairs.

Into a car.

And Edward?

Edward fell.

There was no fire escape.

There were no stairs. There was only a thirty-foot drop.

I heard him screaming.

I heard his last words.

'Bella!'

Edward is dead.

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