Post-Eclipse Breaking Dawn doesn't exist yet
Story: Ghost of Mine
Author: TheaterNotes
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight characters.
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"Bella please put down the phone, you are going to break your hand... again." Edward coaxed, looking up at me with pleading golden eyes.
I looked down at my hand and realized he was right; my hand was so tight are the phone that it had turned white. I let go of the phone as it fell onto my bed. I still couldn't believe it, Jacob had left. My Jacob, my Jekyll who's kept me sane before when I needed it. I'd call Billy so many times that now he just let the answering machine run. Edward was rocking back and forth on my chair in the corner of my room. Every call I made, he grew more and more impatient. I could tell he hated how much I cared about Jacob but he was too much of gentleman to say anything. Charlie was out working late, he'd spend an extra hour or two after work looking for Jake. I was so useless, all I could do was sit here and call anyone. It was my entire fault that Jake had left.
"Bella, why are you crying, come here." Edward whispered with his honey like voice. His arms reached out for me and I shuffled over to the chair. He hugged me and brought me onto his lap slowly rocking back and forth. He started humming my lullaby hoping to get my mind off Jake. He was almost successful then I realized I couldn't just sit here. I got up and walked over to my door and out the hallway, without another look at Edward. I hated how I would do this to him, it wasn't fair at all. I was going to marry him in a few weeks and yet I treated him as if I was a stubborn child. I went into the bathroom and locked the door; Edward never came into the bathroom when it was locked. I'm pretty sure he was half afraid of what he would find. I desperately tried to comb the tangled mess of my dirty hair but it was no used. I washed my face and looked over at the small waterproof clock. It was 11:10 p.m. I stared at it until the 10 turned to an eleven and stupidly made a wish as I did every night. Who am I, a twelve year old girl dreaming on a crush? No I'm a foolish teenager who has an unbelievable fiancée and yet I was so ungrateful. Sighing, I came out of the bathroom and saw Edward leaning against the opposite wall with his head down. Damn me to a lifetime of solitude.
"I'm sorry." I muttered hoping to feel some guilt come off me, but I didn't prevail.
"It's not your fault, you have to let go of the things you cannot save." He remarked looking at the floor.
"I can't, it's my nature and my flaw. Heathcliff never gave up on his love for Catherine."
"Catherine was Heathcliff's disaster."
"I'm going to bed," I mumbled slowly going off into my dark room. I pushed open the door and without turning around I whispered, "Please, don't stay over." I hated myself for doing this, I needed something. I turned back to see Edward was already gone and the house suddenly felt chilling and empty. I turned back to my room and turned on the light. I nearly screamed when I saw a figure standing in the middle of my room before I realized who it was.
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