A/N: This takes
place in New Moon. Bella visited the Cullen house and decided to go
in. Oneshot.
-I own NOTHING. Stephenie owns it all. She rocks. I don't.-
BPOV
I took a step onto the porch and slowly reached for the door knob. The lights were switched off, and I didn't bother looking for it either, I left the front door slightly open so a sliver of sunlight shone through.
Nothing had changed, they left everything the way it was. I could see the immense chandelier hanging from the white ceiling above, but I shifted my attention to what was below. I hadn't realized that I was already making my way across the room, I felt a stabbing pain course through me as I stared at his piano. Moisture filled my eyes, before I knew it I had to use the bench for support. I couldn't feel my knees as I slumped to the ground. I sobbed and curled myself into a ball.
Something glistened underneath the piano. I stretched my arm to grab it, it was a shard of glass—Esme probably missed it when she cleaned up the mess from when I crashed into the tower of glasses. Memories of my wretched eighteenth birthday flooded my head. I stared at the sharp object, seeing the reflection of my tear-stained face. All this agony could go away with one swift gesture.
I didn't think of the things I would leave behind. I had no purpose in this life without him, I had no life at all. I flipped open the cover of the bench and found song sheets, pieces of blank paper and a fountain pen. I took the pen and a paper.
EPOV
"Where is Carlisle?" I asked. "He's out hunting," Edward, please stay, just for a while? Alice replied. I shook my head and turned away. I opened the door of my volvo and heard Alice scream "EDWARD WAIT!"
I saw Bella in her head, she was alone, crying, in our family's house in Forks. She held a pointed object to her wrist. "No."
I sped down the highway. If I was lucky, I would reach Forks in fifteen minutes. I didn't have enough time.
BPOV
I wrote shakily in my usual script.
When you lose something you can never replace
Something you can't just simply erase
How can you expect me to forget so easily
After all the times you said you loved me
Everything, every single second spent, wasted
I remember your kisses and how each time I fainted
Your sweet breath, I can't even speak
That crooked smile, it makes me weak
You came into my life suddenly then just walked out the door
I can't live without you, I can't take it anymore
How could you lie to me and put me through this suffering?
I wish you could be here to stop all the aching
You left me broken, you threw me away
Why don't you love me? Why didn't you stay?
Too many questions, I can't even comprehend
Well it's over now, I love you, the end.
I sighed, I was never really good at poetry. A tear drop smudged the last line. I folded the paper, stuffed it into my pocket and took the shard of glass. I raised it up to my wrist.
Heh heh. Cliffy! Well, not really…since that really is the ending. You folks just make up your own ending, I'll allow your imaginations create a story of their own. Bad me. Oh well.