A/N: This is AFTER Breaking Dawn.
Disclaimer: Me: okay guys! Let's take it one more time from the top!
Everyone: Ugh! Can't we do something else?
Me: No, we will rehearse this song, and if you don't want to sing it I will erase you from twilight FOREVER Mwahahaha!
(Stephenie Meyer burst through the door and takes a superman-like pose) SM: don't worry I wont let this awful writer erase you from MY story!
ME: NOOOOOOOOOOOO! Why can't I own twilight!?!?
Prologue
I ran. I knew I had a high chance of dying, of ceasing to exist, but I didn't care. I HAD to go there; I kept repeating this mantra over and over in my head.
Every step, every second, pulled me closer to the place I hated the most, to the place where everything lost its meaning, where pain was everything they taught and everything you knew.
My Own Personal Hell.
The one which I swore I would never go again, the place where I was now willingly going. Now it held the one thing I most cared about in the entire world, the one person which made existing worthwhile, I would lose my everything.
And now I was all alone, no one else knew what I was going through, no one knew I would lose it all, I knew that if I failed at least they would be all right. If I failed, I would gladly give my life because it just wouldn't make sense anymore.
I ran. I didn't care about anything else right now. I just had to keep on running.
Many thanks for reading
Apil.