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A/N: Okay you guys, I had a new story idea that I just had to try let me know what you think. If it's good I'll update with a longer chapter, if not you don't have to worry about ever seeing this story again…
Tears
Tears. They cascaded down her face – a never-ending river. Along with her heavy breathing, they were the only thing that showed any sign of life in the girl.
There was only one person who could repair the damage that caused these bone racking, heartbreaking sobs. He was the only one who could have caused her so much pain, sorrow, grief, longing. The only one who could mend the heart that was bitterly ripped in pieces was the one who couldn't be found.
She had always felt unworthy of him. He was Edward after all and she was just plain old Bella. Though his departure had been expected by her, it didn't lessen the shock of the blow. She hadn't expected his family to leave – they had claimed to love her; claimed that she was their sister, their friend: one of them. A new batch of tears tore through her body.
Why hadn't she foreseen this coming? Why did it hurt her so much? Why couldn't she have lived a normal life? Why…just, why? But there was no one to answer her questions for she had isolated herself when she'd fallen in love with Edward. Now Bella was all alone with no one to save her.
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(alejandra)