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Author's note: This is my new story about Bella and Edward broken up. I hope everyone likes it. Enjoy! ;D
Chapter 1 – I'm dying
[Bella's POV]
"I'm dying, Alice. I really am." I left my message and snapped my cell phone shut. Determinedly, I dumped into the toilet. It landed the bottom with a splash.
I slid down the wall and sat down on the bathroom floor.
I looked down at the dagger in my hands. It didn't seem that sharp as I had thought. I touched it gently with my index finger. It was so smooth, and shiny, but hard… just like… his Volvo.
Silly me, why should I have thought of him right before death? I laughed at myself. This should be my very own moment; just one moment that I shouldn't be thinking of him; just one moment that he was not the centre of my life anymore.
So I placed the knife close to my chest, closing my eyes, and tried to enjoy my last moment thinking of my entire 17 years of life.
But all I could think about was him, Edward Cullen, the man I was dying for, the reason why I was heading to death, ending my life, which I had always thought was precious. And right now, I sniffed, nothing was important. But you.
Yeah, but you, My head echoed.
I remembered exactly how he kissed me and whispered my name on my 17th birthday. Nothing was important, but you, he had said. How romantic, that was the most touching thing I've ever heard. My eyes swelled with tears again at this thought. I had kissed his palm the way he had kissed mine. My tears dropped on the floor, which reminded me of a song called Teardrops on my guitar. I wrapped my feet with my arms and curl my body into a ball.
Flashback
I kicked off my 4-inches high heels and sat on the sofa. Grabbing my favourite pink fur cushion. I started crying uncontrollably.
It was Saturday. Charlie went to Seattle with Billy and some old friends and would not be back until Monday. The house was empty so we had our slumber party at my house.
"Bella! What happened?" Alice, my very best friend, asked anxiously, patting my back.
"Hey, Bella, you're back! How's your date with Edward?" Rosalie asked casually, not noticing that I was crying. Then her beautiful voice suddenly changed. "Oh my god! What's the matter, sweetie?" she held me tightly.
Angela silently handed me a tissue.
"Thanks," I sobbed, blowing my nose with the fragrant tissue, which reminded me of Edward's sweet breath. I cried louder at this thought.
"Now, Bella, just tell me what the hell happened." Alice comforted me. "You've been crying for half an hour."
"He… he bro… broke up with m…me!" I whimpered, with tears rolling down my cheeks.
"What?!" Angela gasped. "But he loved you!"
"Don't worry, I'll punch him for you." Rose said furiously.
"I'll have a nice little chat with my dear brother." Angrily, Alice grabbed her cell.
"There're tons of nice guys outside lining up for you! They're much better than him. No worries, Bella." Rose said sweetly to me.
"But I just want hi…him!" I cried.
My heart was broken ever since he said those murderous words. I felt like I couldn't breathe, and I needed air. I took a deep breath. My lung still lacked oxygen. My head ached; my heart hurt; I couldn't breathe; the world's over. Help!
Flashback ended
I woke up from my memories and took a look at the dagger again.
Would it hurt? They said dying was quick and easy, like falling asleep. I smiled halfheartedly. I've always wanted to be Sleeping beauty; and now I had the chance. But what I was going to be was a sleeping beauty who would never wake up, who will continue her peaceful sleep forever…
He was my true love, my one and only one. I've always imagined the days when we were one. We would have a big house with a nice garden planted with apple trees and flowers…
I wore the outfit that I had worn on our first date: a short, pink dress with matching pink high-heels. I knew it was dumb, but, whatever. I just felt like I had to…
It was so stupid to burn photos. I didn't burn much anyway. It hurt too much to see the photos of me and him turning into ashes…
Oh dear, I almost forgot.
I took out a black ink pen and a piece of crumpled paper from my pocket with trembling hands. I started to write.
I know I had been unreasonable since that night. I couldn't help it, I am sorry, I wrote, tears dropping like rain.
The reason I'm dying doesn't have anything to do with him and please believe me that I'm not trying to let him be guilty or something.
Okay, I lied. I was dying because of him but I really wasn't trying to let him be guilty.
I'll miss you all. And I'll always love you, Edward. Always have, always will.
I cried so much that the paper was nearly half wet.
Bella.
I wrote my name at the very bottom of the paper.
I controlled my emotions and held back my tears.
I knew it wasn't his fault; of course he wanted to leave me. I couldn't help whimpering. I admitted I was not a perfect girlfriend. I drank, I flirted other guys, I shopped too much, I worked too hard… along with all my other bad things: bad temper, impatience… it could go on forever. But I didn't have time right now. I needed to die.
"Bella? Bella?" A familiar voice called out. I gasped.
Omigosh! It was Alice! I've never thought she knew I was here! I had to be quick!
I shook with fear as I heard Alice's quick footsteps. She was nearer and nearer. I panicked. She was just a few seconds away!
C'mon, Bella! There was no time for hesitation! Do it!
Hastily, I planted a final kiss on the blade of the dagger and stabbed it into my chest, hard.
Then it was all over.
[Alice's POV]
"I'm your biggest fan, I'll follow you until you love me
Papa, paparazzi
Baby, there's no other superstar, you know that I'll be
Your papa, paparazzi"
It's Lady Gaga's Paparazzi, my favourite tune.
I tore away from Jasper's lips and immediately grabbed my cell without checking who's calling and sang into it, "He-llooo!"
"I'm dying, Alice. I really am." A voice said, I recognized it was Bella.
"What?!" I dropped my jaws.
She hung up, I heard nothing more.
"Bella? Bella?"
"Hey, babe. Who is it?" Jasper, who couldn't conceal his curiosity in his voice, asked beside me, a bit annoyed that the caller had interrupted our kiss.
"It's… it's Bella." I lowered my cell, still in shock.
"What's wrong?"
"Bella… she said she was dying."
"Is she kidding or what?" Jasper laughed cheerfully.
"No, I… I don't think she is. Ever since Edward broke up with her last week, she's been sulky and crying all day long. Oh my God, what should I do?!"
"Call her again."
I dialed Bella's number, no one answered. I got more and more anxious. Jasper patted my back.
"I've got to find her." I stood up and walked towards the exit of the gym. Jasper followed me, as I wished.
"But where is she?"
"No idea." I replied impatiently, "Rose?" I called out when I saw her coming out of the changing room, tidying her beautiful blond hair.
"Hmm?"
I told her about Bella. And Emmett joined us. We decided to find her right away.
* * * * * * * *
I walked up the stairs of Bella's house slowly, feeling unsure.
Hearing a sob, I immediately called, "Bella? Bella?"
A tiny gasp replied me. I ran up the stairs as fast as my legs could carry me. Eventually, I found Bella sitting on the bathroom floor with tissues and water all over the ground. The room smelled awful, like something has been burnt. I realized Bella had been burning pictures – the pictures of her and Edward together.
To my horror, she pushed a dagger towards her chest.
"NO!"
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