Author's Note: Because of my lack of updating and writers block on And You Are? I decided to post a oneshot, hoping this will be good enough until I actually post chapter nine, which is in the middle of writing. I hope you like it, it made me almost cry when I was writing it. It is told in Edward's point of view.
Ghost of You
I slowly walked through the forest, despairing at what I might see if I went to one certain spot. I walked a few feet and saw a bright light up ahead, a good hundred yards away. I started walking slower, wanting to get there, but not at the same time. I'll have to accept it sometime, I thought to myself miserably, even how much I don't want to.
I slowly moved a branch out of my way, hoping nothing would happen when I looked forward. Sadly, I was mistaken.
I spotted a girl around seventeen leaning against the trunk of a tree, reading an old tattered book. When I walked into the small, circular garden, her big, brown, doe-like eyes rose up to meet mine and her red lips formed a smile. She got up slowly and walked up to me, the smile on her face broadening as her long, dark hair gently waved with the breeze. She walked closer to me and set a small, pale hand in mine.
"Hello." She said softly, looking up at me, smiling shyly.
"Hello." I said, feeling my mouth curve up into a crooked smile as I looked down at her.
"I love you," She said, and raised her head to kiss me on the lips. I responded automatically, putting my hands around her face, trying to deepen the kiss. The wind blew again and I felt myself touching air, not hair, nor a face.
I looked around the meadow quickly, hoping, expecting to see her somewhere, teasing me. My smile faded as I realized she was not there, never there. I let out a strangled sob as I tried to grasp the air around me, hoping she would be there anyway, but she was not. I had left her here and never returned. Never saw my Bella again.
My Bella.
I gave out a half sob, and half a strangled, miserable laugh. She had done what I'd asked; forgotten, loved, married, had children, and died. Just as I had asked, but not at the same time. I had lost her because I was an idiot, because I didn't think she could love me, because I decided not to listen to her. I had been wrong, and I could see that now, although I didn't want to. I wanted to see her, just her. Or I would die, just as she had. I gave out a loud sob and fell to my knees, sobbing and only letting one sentence escape my lips.
"I love you, too."