Breath
This is how Bella during New moon
I sat in my room humming along to a song, since Edward wince had left I hadn't listened to music. I was in the store; Charlie had asked me to get milk. I listened to the words, my breath coming in uneven intervals.
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
I inhaled and then fell. An older lady looked at me and I just smiled weakly, I had to get out. I took the milk, laid a $5 on the counter and sprinted from the store.
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
The words to the song echoed in my mind. I slowly inhaled. your ok Bella I thought to myself, as I cried, for the thousandth, if not millionth time over him.
EDWARD POV
I knew it was wrong to go back; I had to see how she was doing though. I saw her enter the store; she looked different, bland, tired, and dead. She was in the milk isle, I laughed inwardly, she stiffened up, and for a minute I thought she had found me, then the words over the loud speaker flowed into my head.
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
Why can't I speak whenever I talk about you
It's inevitable, it's a fact that we're gonna get down to it
So tell me
Why can't I breathe whenever I think about you
I saw her fall; I saw her small, frail, and hurt body fall onto the ground. As the song continued she gasped, pulled money out of her purse and dashed from the store. Moments later I was on the roof of the store, looking down at my, my Bella, as she cried in her truck.
What have I done