Characters belong to Stephenie Meyer.
1. Destroy
I look at the rotting sign: Forks High. Sighing, I make my way to the doors. They open to reveal a small hallway I was very familiar with. The dusty scents of old cardboard, empty classrooms, and crammed sunlight fill the air.
Walking down, I was met with the sensation of memory. I remember how I, clueless and innocent, walked these halls as the new girl. Could it really have been just ten years ago?
I turn left, and stop at what used to be my locker. If anything, it was more vandalized and rusted. I brush my pale fingers across the lock, wondering if the combination remained the same.
14... 24... 30... Darn. They've changed it.
I shook my head, trying to keep my focus. You came here to say goodbye, Bella. A final goodbye to Forks.
So for the next few minutes, I walk around the square buildings, with each step refreshing something I've put behind my mind.
Eric Yorkie asking me to the dance... Tyler Crowley as well... Angela's favorite classroom... Edward first talking to me... Jacob...
That particular remembrance brought out unwanted lamentations within me. I supressed the thought, keeping my face stoic, even though no one was here.
Giving the place a final look, I head slowly for the double doors. Then I smelled it. The forest, the warm sun, the woods, all in one sniff.
I look in all directions, trying to detect where that strong scent was coming from. Panic filled my body. If I had still been human, that scent would've been a most welcome one.
In a second, I see a blur of brown rush past me. Werewolf.
Even with my inhuman speed, it took an immeasurable amount of time to see where the creature went. He was sitting on one of the benches, and I saw dark brown fur and the blackest brown eyes staring at me. Jacob.
"Would you please phase?" I was a good twenty yards away from him, but I still whispered, not finding the coolness of my voice. I didn't know what else to say. I knew the questions in my mind, but I also knew where our relationship stood.
His back was hunched over his massive shoulders, his front legs held defensively.
"I understand," I said, then ran to the lush forest.
A combination of colors pass through my peripherals as I headed past the trees, going deeper in the woods.
At least I still had Edward. Though he made me happy in every way I wanted, there was still this emptiness inside of me. There was a longing I haven't fulfilled, and it hurt that Edward knew it. My husband shouldn't have to see this side of me. This... monster.