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BOV

The echoes of crickets chirp their melodious song, filling the empty air of the night sky. I see through the canopy of leaves, the moon shining with all her glory. It was a night that I just had to be outside. I continued walking through the wood, tripping a few times, until I saw the entrance of his secret place…our secret place.

Finally, passing the last branches I see that nothing has changed, and the creek still bubbles from a distance. The clearing was full of fresh grass that seems to never die do to the amount of rain here in Forks. The moonlight uncovers the true enchantment this place has for me…it would only be complete if he was still here. A tear silently rolled down my cheek.

"Damn it Bella, pull yourself together!" I whispered harshly to myself. I looked down at the violin case that I hold in my right hand.

He gave me a long, exasperated look before he turned to the keys. And then his fingers flowed swiftly across the ivory, and the room was filled with a composition so complex, so luxuriant, it was impossible to believe that only one set of hands played. I felt my chin drop, my mouth open in astonishment, and heard low chuckles behind me at my reaction. Edward looked at me casually, the music still surging around us without a break and winked. "Do you like it?"

Pg (326) Twilight

I never did get the chance to tell Edw-him, that after I dropped piano, like any other kid, I wanted to take up another instrument; I chose the violin.

I stopped playing when I moved to Forks because I was caught up with Ed-Edward. I didn't find as much joy as I had in it than in being with him.

When he left …I became less of a human being and more of the living dead. I started playing my violin after 6 months and at first it gave me little spurts of life. Charlie was so proud of me. He was worried about me so much, that the frowns on his forehead started to carve their way in permanently. He was not the only that was worried, I could only think of the horrible things I put Jacob through.

By the end of my fleeting thought I had trekked through three fourths of the clearing to a boulder where I could sit on. As I opened my case the moonlight shined on my cherry wood violin giving it an enchanting glow. I wasn't the least bit surprised; this place brings out the magic in almost anything.

I played a few chords to warm up. The crickets must have liked what they heard for they stopped to listen. Then I began to play. At first I played a sweet tune, but my mind wandered which led me to Edward.

The way his bronze hair looks after it rains. His curved lips, not too full, but not too thin. His crooked smile. My heart begins to pound. The dark velvet sound of his voice. The intoxicating smell that clings to him and never wears off. But his eyes, the golden auburn to the coal black, always leaves me breathless. This is where I want to be lost in. I didn't realize I stopped breathing until my lungs begged for relief.

I woke from my trance, only to hear my violin playing him into song. The strings capture his dark velvet voice, my bow plays his overprotective actions, but the ending singed the eyes of the soul that I saw in him. That I still see in him, when my memories intrude my waking hours.

I tossed my violin to the dirt and I let myself fall on all fours. I cried violently, sobbing incoherent words.

"I'm such an idiot! I came here to show you that I am better without you! But I only proved that my heart still tears with every breath I take…I was just a tool, a toy…a…fleeting thought." I lifted my hands and saw that I scratched them on the boulder when I crumbled to the floor; it was deep enough that it started to bleed.

Immediately my stomach started doing back flips. I began breathing through my mouth.

"Well this is just perfect…"I began to pick myself up.

"It is indeed."

I froze. Finally, my head was starting the hallucinations, I knew my reasoning would fall away from me, it was only a matter of time .My stomach started to go in overtime with convulsions, but it wasn't from the blood that was oozing from my hands. It was the only voice, that perfect voice, which could only match with the fire flame of red hair.

I continued up slowly, still breathing from my mouth and turned. Victoria stood only 12 feet away from me, but I could plainly see her white skin shine from the moon, the smile on her face and her cold black eyes. It's been 7 months since I've seen a vampire again. She hasn't fed, probably for my sake. Her stance gave away her casual approach, the turmoil raging inside her to just kill me now because of my bloodied hands. I found myself smiling despite my circumstances. I swear this was one really good hallucination.

The thing is death is not what I am afraid of anymore. Edward took the fear of death from me and took his leaving me in its place instead. In fact I would welcome death with open arms. No longer do I have to suffer, to wake up and lose all hope again. I wouldn't be able to feel my heart break each time I breathe. Victoria, even if she was just a part of my imagination, had lost her only bargaining chip with Edward…my will to live.

She stood there, quiet for some time, clearly confused by my grinning, before she started to circle widely around me.

"What are you doing out here by yourself, Bella? We wouldn't want to worry Edward now would we? " She said mockingly.

"Ha! Like if he cares!" I smartly replied.

She stopped. "Oh…that's right, he left you all alone…didn't he? Well, he made things a lot easier for me; I might thank him later on."

"I'm sure he'll say 'you're welcome' when you give him the chance." I replied.

"I will" Victoria said. At that she lunged. I braced myself, even if this was a hallucination, I wouldn't be surprised if I fell from tripping on my own foot and think that Victoria knocked me over.

"Noooo!!!"

I swung my head to the left nothing was there, but the sound of boulders crashing against each other boomed to my right. I saw what only proved that I was indeed hallucinating. Edward.