Oneshot that just kept calling at my mind and refused to let me rest until I wrote it down.


"Edward?" I called softly as I lay down in bed and turned off the light.

"Yes?" he answered quietly from the dark as I pulled the blankets up and over myself.

"I miss you," I murmured to the quiet night. I rolled over and rested my back against the pillows by the wall.

"Why do you miss me?" he asked me softly. As if he didn't know.

"Because I love you," I said as I slid my right hand under my pillow and, all the while feeling his hand on mine, I laced my right and with my left one relishing in the feel of skin on skin.

"You know you shouldn't," he chided me gently.

"Shouldn't what?"

"Love me," he answered, cutting me slightly with the words.

"So you say," I replied. "You need to come back to me," I said quietly as I sighed against my pillow.

"And why is that?" he asked in confusion.

"Because I can't live without you," I answered.

"Yes you can. You are living right now," he said gently.

"No I'm not," I corrected. How could this even be considered living?

"What do you mean?"

"I haven't been living for a very long time, Edward"

"I think that you are wrong about that."

"Am I?" I asked.

"Yes."

"And how would you know?"

"Because your heart is still beating," he said gently.

"Why was that always so important to you?"

"Because that it how life is supposed to be. You heart should beat until nature decides other wise. That is how it should have been for me and that is how it shall be for you. Your heart is beating and that is what matters."

"And what if I don't want it to be?" I asked sadly.

"That is not important," he replied matter-of-factly.

"And why is that?"

"Because your heart is mine to do with as I wish," he stated.

"Yes it is," I conceded with a sigh. "I gave it to you a long time ago."

"And unfortunately for you, I don't want it."

"You don't mean that," I said.

"Don't I…"

His cold, emotionless face flashed before my eyes as beautiful as ever and I felt the air whoosh from my lungs like a blow to the chest. My eyes flew open…

"No!" I cried as I sat up, grasping at the blankets around me. Realization hit me with the force of a truck. It filled every particle of my being and seeped from my pores.

"Edward," I cried as I buried my head in my pillow and sobbed.

"Oh God, no more. Please, no more," I cried. I buried my head into my pillow to muffle the sobs and dry my tears. I rolled over and huddled into a ball. Even after all of these years he still has a vice grip on my life; on my heart. I sobbed until this set of tears ran their course and I was able to fall asleep again.

Life is not worth living when you love alone.

Outside the window of the small house in the chill of night an angel sobbed tearlessly at the pain of the woman inside.

"What have I done?" he cried into the dark misty night.


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