Hi everyone!
First of all, thanks for giving this fanfic a shot! Its my first attempt at a fanfic, but the plot has been turning round in my head for a while now! I will try and update as regularly as possible, although it is coming up to exam season, and these are my finals!
Once again, thanks for giving this a shot, i will try to please!
Hannah x
Disclaimer; I do not own or claim to own any of these characters or the Twilight Saga books-although it would be pretty cool if i did own these!
As I planted my final kiss on Bella's forehead, I was fighting every muscle in my body, forcing myself to turn away from her and run. It went against everything id been fighting for since Bella turned up in Forks. I'd been her protector for almost 2 years now; but leaving was protecting her, it had to be. I forced myself to release her from my grip, from my hold, from my presence, and ran, leaving my heart with my one true love...
I ran at the speed of vampire, fighting the need to help Bella with every step I took. I could hear her calling, pleading and stumbling after me; following me deeper into the forest. My frozen heart was torn by the pain in her voice, knowing I was the soul bearer of that emotion she was now engulfed in. But what a fool that girl was! Of all the times id declared myself to her, told her how much I loved her; surrendered myself to her, and all it took was one conversation, one sentence to make her question the last 1 year and a half. This added to the already tremendous guilt I was feeling towards the act I had just done. The girl I live for was in this much pain. And it was my entire fault...
As the darkness encroached, I could still hear Bella in the forest. Her soft whimpers stabbed right through me, and her tearful sobs drowned me in guilt. I decided to watch over her, until someone eventually found her; id left a note in Bella's house saying where to find her. It would only be a matter of time, and I would fulfil my last task as her protector. I made sure not to make her aware of my presence-I had promised her it would be as if we had never disturbed her fragile life and she would never see us again. That would be one promise I kept, all be it the one I would of preferred to betray. The darkness finally set, and Bella began stumbling more often. Each time her foot caught on a root, or she slipped on rubble, I would reach towards her, only to stop myself each time. Then the guilt would fill me, again. I smelt the stench, and knew from now on Bella would be safe. I sped through the tops of the trees, towards where the rest of my family were gathered.