All Alone
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, New Moon, or any of their characters because sadly, I'm not Stephenie Meyer.
I stumbled down the deserted, empty road with no destination. I was just wondering, I guess. I'm still in the zombie-like state that he left me in a few months ago. A cold gust of December air rushed through my bones as I zipped up my winter coat and stuck my hands in my pockets, wishing that I listened to Charlie and brought those gloves and a hat.
I staggered up the pitch black street. It was around midnight, but time had no meaning to me anymore. I didn't care about how I would keep getting older. I didn't care that I would die someday, like I used to remind myself while I was with him. Life had no meaning.
The feelings, or lack of them, were killing me inside. I felt so empty, so alone. It was as if he took all my emotions and heart with him when he left, leaving me hallow. Besides the occasional twang of sadness I feel when someone mentions his name, or the small flame of anger I feel whenever Charlie tries to get on my case, the only thing reminding me that I'm alive is my need for oxygen.
My life was a haze, dreamlike. But the problem is that I can't wake up, regardless of how many times I pinch myself or how many cups of cold water I throw on my face. All my actions and thoughts were in slow-motion, like running through water. It all felt unreal, lacking emotion and feeling. The saying is true, you truly do give your whole self to the man you love. But I doubt the person who made up that saying loved her boyfriend as much as I loved him, let alone had her heart broken as much as mine is.
I walked aimlessly, oblivious to the environment until I heard a crash. I turned around, checking to see if anyone was behind me. I wonder if I would even struggle if someone came up and attacked me. I wouldn't have a chance. Besides, what do I have live for anyways? He didn't want me, my friends… well I doubt they'd even consider me their friend anymore because I never talk to them, Renee didn't need me anymore, and Charlie spends most of his time at work anyways. There was nothing to live for, to look forward to every morning.
I glanced behind me, to find the lonely road that I just traveled. I continued my voyage up the street when I heard the slight crinkling of leaves, I turned around and once again was greeted with the empty road. When I turned back around though, I was standing face to face with a stranger.
The darkness hid his body, but from his masculine form, I could tell it was a man.
"Hey there, what could such a beautiful human like you be doing out here all alone at this time?" He asked in a mocking tone. "Wait… You're that idiotic human that stupid Edward Cullen was going out with!" I cringed when he said his name, feeling as though someone punched me in the gut.
I just stood there. It could be that I had no sense of preservation, like he would say. Or maybe I just couldn't move. For some odd reason, I didn't feel scared… I still didn't feel anything, except maybe a little bit of tiredness.
"Come on, girl, aren't you going to run away? You know what I am. Aren't you going to run to your boyfriend for protection?" He laughed, "Aren't you going to at least try to save yourself?"
Again, I just stood there, as if frozen as a rock. I was in no state to move, talk, or even respond to this vampire. I was still in pain from hearing his name.
"You're making this too easy," His cool breath blew across my face, but not in the comforting way that he used to do it.
Memories came rushing back, as the mysterious vampire sunk his fangs into my neck, drinking and drinking till I only had enough blood to barely keep my heart beating. Then he left me, and I was all alone, transforming on the frozen asphalt.