Hey, guys! Here's another new story that I've started. I hope you enjoy it and please review!
Prologue
"I love you…I love you…I love you…I love you…" The dead words echo in the dark, compact room. Shadows of men, women, and children dance around the surrounding walls. My head is spinning with the prancing bodies circling me. I hear their voices mixing together. They finally form one distinct voice. He continues to chant the words that had been haunting me for days.
"Edward," I breathe. The shadows suddenly halt. They begin gliding across the surface of the walls, coming together at the section facing me. They come together to form a single figure. It's a man. He is mildly built and tall. His hair is tussled. He raises his strong arms and reaches them outward, as if he's beckoning for me. I gasp and turn to where my back was facing, expecting Edward to be standing there, creating the shadow. He is not there, only his voice and the outline of his figure on the wall.
"W…What do y...you want?" I ask, frightened for my life and the small bit of sanity I have left. I hear him chuckle quietly, his beautiful voice echoing against the, now, blank walls surrounding me. There is a golden light reflecting on the walls. It comes from a candle that is on the cold floor in the middle of this closed-in room. There is a single chair behind that candle, which is where I had been sitting several minutes ago. It looks abandoned and lonely. It's the synonym of my heart after the love of my life left me. It stands alone and empty. Just like me.
"There is nothing I want that you could give me, Bella," he replies, saying the words I have been dreading for weeks. I have always wanted to give him everything that he wanted and more, but being a feeble human limited what I could give to him. My heart hurts, trying to discover what he wants from me.
"Nothing at all?" I ask, desperate to keep him with me.
"Nothing, what-so-ever."
"Even my love?" I ask, praying to God that he will take my love and be with me once again. He does not answer for a long time, which worries me. I can't lose him, I think. When he finally speaks, my heart is broken.
"That is not enough, love." I close my eyes with pain and begin backing up slowly towards the chair. Knowing that my one and only love does not want my love breaks my heart for the second time, and sends me into a state of shock. In my head, the words "That is not enough" repeat over and over again. Every time, the indifference in his voice breaks my heart more and more.
All of the sudden, something extremely hot touches my lower leg and I open my eyes quickly, to see what it could possibly be. When I look down, I see the fire of the candle travel onto my pant leg. I scream loudly, my agony pounding against the walls in the room where my heart was broken yet again. I step forward, away from the strong flame of the candle's wick and my eyes rise to look at Edward's shadow. He is still there, but barely. I can see him fading away, and my eyes widen, not wanting him to leave me.
"No! Please don't go!" I yell at the departing shadow. I can feel the fire traveling up my leg. Fire spreads around me suddenly. The ground below me is on fire also and is closing me in. "Edward!" I scream in a blood-curdling voice. His shadow then is gone completely and I am left alone to burn in the fire of my dying heart. I feel the fire reach my torso, and then I am gone. I feel a strange pull, as if I am being pulled from my body, and I am suddenly hovering above my burning self. I cry for myself while my soul is souring upward, towards the dark sky that saw my miserable death.