Disclaimer: As if I could think of these characters on my own
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The light in my room came only from the slowly sinking sun outside. The dusty twilight barely penetrated through the grimy glass of my window. I had neglected the window ever since he left me. I avoided anything that hinted he had ever existed. The way he left, leaving me nothing, turned my fairy-tale life into a nightmare. There is no such thing as happily-ever-after I thought darkly. The whole cliche of happily-ever-after seemed hollow to me now. Completely devoid of substance.
The tears came as the final shafts of light surrendered to the rapidly approaching darkness. The wouldn't show tonight and any stars were shielded by the clouds. A perfectly black night. No light, no sound.
No one.
Ever again.
Unable to fight the sorrow building inside me any longer, I crumpled into a heap on my bed. My power sobs would not permit me to breathe and soon my lungs burned from lack of oxygen. A high pitched squeal emitted from my mouth as I struggled for air. The entire time, the tears kept coming. Relentless torrents of tears gushed down my cheeks and collected on my pillow case. As hard as I tried I could not get myself to calm down. Once I settled myself enough to inhale a much needed breath my body would start to tremble and give itself over to grief once more. I could not even speak or think his name. It was much too painful, and made my grief increase a hundred fold.
The twilight or a single name now reduced to me tears.
That is how my nights were spent. A pathetic existence. Every night, all night since the day he left. Memories surfaced, unbidden and unwanted, which caused more agony. That night I guess what he was. The day in the meadow. How could any who has seen that level of beauty ever forget it? James. Victoria. Laurent. Waking up in the hospital to see he was there. Every experience with him played in my mind. Reruns from an old sitcom where all the people were happy.
Well the show has been canceled now. I thought miserably to myself. No new episodes to look forward too, just the reruns.
He said I'd forget, that human memories fade. He was wrong though, these memories never would. How could they? The entire center piece of my life was ripped away. That is impossible to heal. Every smile, every touch, and every word he ever spoke to me was embedded in my mind. They always will be, despite what he said.
tap, tap, tap.
A sudden, soft noise surprised me. I sat as quietly as I could with sobs still pulsating through my body.
tap, tap, tap.
There it was again. Something was hitting my window
tap, tap, tap
The noise was coming more urgently now.
taptaptap.
I slowly got out of bed and tiptoed cautiously to the source of the noise. Frightened of my window and the memories that were sure to come with my close proximity to it, I unlocked the latch and let the window slide open. Amazingly the window was still silent. A light gust of cool air brushed against my face. It felt wonderful and helped me to get my breathing in check. My curiosity kept the painful memories at bay. I was doing good. I peered downward to locate the source of the tapping.
"Bella." A voiced hissed "is that you?"
It took me a moment to realize who was below my window.
"Jacob!" I whispered back, completely shocked.
