They stare,
Wondering.
Is that really her?
Has she come back?
Upon a closer look; no
Lips too thin
Hair too blond
Her eyes more muddy than chocolate
As they see it's not her
They weep
Silently, inside while outside has a calm and collected façade
Why, they ask,
Why is this happening to us?
Why must we be tortured by her's that aren't her?
Bella Swan
Former fiancé of Edward Masen-Cullen
The night before her wedding
Gone. Disappeared
Kidnapped? Unknown
All that is known is that we will find her.
Bella Swan
See you soon, Bells
A/n- I do not own twilight.