Mandii here... umm les see I DONT OWN TWILIGHT i however own this story and any extra characters :D
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Edward's POV
The clouds were a dark grey in the ever omniprescent won of Forks, he walked to the red door,he felt the wind tousle his bronze hair and he laughed too quietly for a human to hear. Edward Cullen walked up to the doorstep and knocked. As he waitd for the door to open, he took in the fragrant smell of freesia.Creeeeeak. He turned and saw the reason for his existence in a bluse long sleeve and white cargo pants. Bella looked stunning. "Hey," was all he could say in the face of such glorious perfection. Bella looked bewildered as she usually did and then she blushed, the pool of pink highlighting her almost transparent skin.
Edward took a step back and asked "Are you ready?" All she could do was nod as she climbed onto his back. Edward shot off into the forest and they were on their way to their meadow. After a few minutes he could see the light up ahead and he urged himslef to go felt the steady ba-dump of Bella's unnaturally calm heart. "She's probably just tired," he he entered the meadow he slowed down. As soon as he stopped and Bella was off of his back,he could tell something was wrong, "Edward, I have to tell you something," she said rather hestantly. "What is it love?" he calmly responded. Edward made sure that his face was blank, so as to hide his confusion. "Today, I did a lot of thinking anf umm.. well I came to the conclusion that I'm no good for you" Bella practiacally had whispered the words.
Edward was shocked. How could he exist should he have no purpose?How could he leave his angel,when she still had his unbeating heart?He worked to keep his face calm as he said, " So you don't want us to see each other anymore?" Bella quickly said," No! We can still be friends can't we?" How cliche. Edward would have been crying had he had the ability to produce tears. He bent his head down and whispered, " I suppose so," He motioned for her to climb on his back and he ran faster than neccessary knowing that this would be uncomfortable for her. He got her home and he left without saying goodbye. As he ran,he felt his heart crumble/ How can a heart that hasn't beat for eighty years break?
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Ok so review plz... I dont want flames... plz... aww god im crying... *tears streaming now* ok so review if you want the next chapter
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