A while ago I started a story about Jasper and Bella. I thought it was about time to upload it. It's not done, and I'm not sure it'll ever be. I'm just not that into writing anymore. Maybe if this story turns out to be very loved I might think about finishing it. As for now, enjoy. =)
If you have to leave, I wish that you would just leave. 'Cause your presence still lingers here. And it won't leave me alone.
Preface
I stared into his coal black eyes. There was no sense of humor to be found. Just cold, empty blackness. He said noting and neither did I. We just stood there. I argued with myself for a while. "Come on, you can do this!" "But, what if he hurts me?" "He won't." I thought about that for a while. Surely he wouldn't intentionally hurt me. Right? "Right. So, go on! At least try."
I took a deep breath and hesitantly took a step forward so that we were only a few feet apart. I stretched out my arm to touch his hand. How much harm could that do? My fingers trembled while reaching forward. I brushed my fingers lightly over his cool skin.
He immediately yanked his hand away, turned around and took two steps back. There was now 5 feet between us. I searched for my voice but nothing came so I tried again. "Please… please, don't do this." He laughed once. It wasn't a friendly laugh. No, it was cold and bitter. Just like his eyes. It was silent for a moment, then he spoke, "I'm sorry, but it's too late for that."