Time

by sarah-jess

What if someone was taken from you and because of that time didn't matter to you? What if, that same person who was taken from you came back? And with that coming back came healing? But we all know, healing takes time. And time can bring new wounds. EXB

1. Chapter 1

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Tick

Tock

I was becoming insane.

Tick

Tock

The illusion or perhaps reality of time had no meaning- no concept that appealed to me anymore.

Tick

Tock.

I was an outer hollow shell of the person I was before, Numb and in an illusion.

Tick

Tock.

Maybe it was hours, maybe days. Months, perhaps, and possibly even years.

It didn't even matter to me anymore.

Tick

Tock

Edward's pocket watch swung in front of me as I stared it down.

In what way is it the right thing to do to take somebody from someone?

Tick.

Tock.

Was it the rational reasoning I was desperately after, or was it the mental relief of finding out what really happened?

You don't know, His voice echoed in my head. Leave it be.

I wanted to, but the stubborn gene I was submerged with wouldn't let me. I closed my eyes as I fought back tears.

Tick

Tock.

I need to know, Edward. In my mind, I answered my subconscious back. I'm the one who needs to know what happened, even if it scares me.

Tick.

Tock.

In my head, he sighed. I won't let you know. I love you too much. And if by some chance, you do find out, please let me know. You'll understand why I can't.

Tick.

Tock.

But, I retorted back at him in my head. I can deal with anything that happened. I just need to know. Please. Please, Edward. Please.

Tick.

Tock.

Fine, He sighed, and his voice became louder, clearer, as if he was here with me. Open your eyes, my love. Open your eyes.

Tick.

Tock.

And, I did.