Nothing
I have established that fitting in is always hard. Always a struggle, that never ends. I miss the chill of Forks night air, and the never-ending forests, but most of all, I miss Edward. After he left, I felt no reason to continue. Nothing was tying me to Forks. The invisible cord that had being tugging for ages, but never noticed, had now been cut. Not even my friends could convince me to stay. My mind was made up. I shall miss the graceful curving rivers that lead to magnificent superb waterfalls, and the wide open fields, where the Cullen's would play baseball on a stormy day. But most of all I miss the Cullen house, the one house where I felt at home, the one house where I truly belonged. Well, on the contrary. I never felt that the Cullen house was home. The only reason why I said this was because of Edward and his family.
Memories, but a dream, I never knew what to do with them, and now they are fading. Edward is now nothing but a dream. He only ever secede to protect me, however he ended up destroying me. Nothing. Not one word to explain why. Just a brief conversation, then he was gone, forever without a trace. He never thought of discussing the problem. Jasper never meant to attack me. Or did he?
Feeling like bait is not a comfortable feeling. It feels like a shark hovering around its pray, waiting to sink its teeth in, ripping it, bit, by bit. Slowly ripping out the animals organisms, and then swallowing it up whole. But I guess that was all I was to the Cullen's. Just bait waiting to be attacked. Like a lion stalking its prey. Was I dinner or maybe lunch?
I only wish he could see me now. Edward! I wish he could see how joyful I am with Jacob! The look on his face would be amusing. Jacob actually cares for me. He loves me more than that idiot ever could. He actually cares for my feelings. Did Edward? No! He never cared!
I cannot remember the good times, not any more. I feel that they have disappeared forever, leaving only a small hit of sadness behind. Now there is nothing.
Well I will not have it! I can feel that Edward is mine. I still love him, I NEVER STOPPED! He will return, and when he does. What? What will I say to him? What will I do when I open up the trashcan of tears and emotions? What will I do when I stare into his beautiful, green eyes again, staring into the windows of his soul? Nothing, for that is what he did to me. I will feel nothing. For that is what he left me with. Nothing.