Edited 08/2017
One.
I walk into the room.
He's standing there.
I look away but I don't want too.
He's beautiful.
I look back and take him in; he's wearing worn out converse, black skinny jeans, and a white shirt.
He walks around the kitchen, not noticing my staring.
He's a bad ass, my best friend, and I love him.
He doesn't know.
I wish he did.
He grabs an orange from the fridge, walks into the living room, and sits down on the couch to watch TV.
Oh how I wish I were that TV, never taking his eyes off me, enhanced.
Sighing I follow him, plopping down beside him on the couch, trying to focus on the idiotic show.
I can't.
He's right next to me.
Knee to knee.
I glance at him.
His bronzed colored hair keeps falling in front of his eyes.
He moves it.
I don't want him to.
I think it's sexy.
I want to be the one to run my fingers through his hair, brushing it out of his eyes.
"I'm leaving for college soon."
I frown.
Did he come here just to ruin my good mood? Didn't he know that it crushes my heart every time he says those words?
I look into those deep green eyes I love so much and say two words.
"I know…"
He sighs, his focus back on the TV.
I can't look at him, fearing if I do, I won't be able to let him go.
I feel is gaze on me.
I ignore him, tears in my eyes.
"How long?" I ask quietly.
He hesitates, as if not wanting to tell me. "4 weeks…"
I can't believe Edward is just telling me this now.
I'm hurt, crushed, and broken, realizing it's too soon.
Suddenly I'm very angry.
"You're bothering to tell me this now?" I try to stay calm but my anger is increasing.
"Bella-" I know he's fighting for me to understand.
But I don't, it's all too much.
"Don't!" I interrupt.
I close my eyes, taking a deep breath, trying not to burst into tears in front of him.
That's the last thing I need, to have him see me that way.
I'm still staring at the floor, still feeling his gaze on the side of my pale face.
I knew this day would come.
I didn't know it would all hit me so fast.
Realizing I have to get out of here, I get up from the couch, and walk out the front door, tripping on the porch steps.
I take a shaky breath.
I break into a run, tears suddenly running down my face.
I flashback to summer vacation not too long ago with Edward and I splashing each other with the ocean water.
It was the day he took me to the beach.
Back then I wasn't worried about how my senior year would pan out, or about being away from Edward the day he goes off to college.
I come back to reality just in time for me to trip again.
Falling to my knees, not bothering to get up I start sobbing.
My heart is breaking even more.
It's raining now.
I don't care. But I should.
I close my eyes, listening to the sounds around me. It calms me down.
I hear footsteps, I know its Edward.
"Damn, Bella! Are you crazy?" He's mad.
I don't answer him, my eyes still closed.
"You scared me." He says so softly I almost don't hear him.
I open my eyes and start walking back to my house, not saying a word.
He follows.
I stop him.
"I need some time to clear my head." I tell him.
He nods.
He looks back at me as if he wants to say something, decides against it and heads to his car.
I hear the engine start, tires rotating on pavement just before the acceleration.
He's gone.
I feel like a bitch.
Walking into my house, up to my bathroom and look at myself in the mirror.
Feeling disappointed with my appearance, I strip and enter the shower.
This also calms me.
After feeling calm, I dress in a black pullover, and dark blue jeans.
I brush my dark brown hair, and put mascara on the eyelashes of my chocolate brown eyes.
I shouldn't have made Edward leave like that.
