I curl up into a ball and fall into the fetal position on the ground, shaking with sobs, hyperventilating like usual. How could Edward leave me? Doesn't he know I have severe dependency issues and will become completely suicidal if he left? He said it was because he loved me, because he didn't want to hurt me. I know I should believe him, but it's hard. He doesn't love me anymore. I could feel a hole opening up in my chest, creating an empty void, which was once taken up by Edward. He completes me, makes me whole. My fingers graze the layer of leaves and dirt that made up the floor of the woods, trying desperately to not crumble right there and then.
After what seemed like eternity of crying like a little bitch about my obsessive, controlling, vampire boyfriend, who has to try with all his might to not suck my blood until I'm a lifeless corpse, boyfriend, there was a rustle of leaves. My eyes snap open and I sit up, not caring about the leaves and soil sticking to my boring brown parker coat. I sniffle and rub my eyes
"H-hello?"
There was no answer. I swallowed and tried again "Hello?! Edward!" I scream, hoping desperately that he had returned to take me in his cold, marble arms and say that he couldn't fathom ever leaving me.
A man stepped out from behind a tree. He was drenched in blood; knife held firmly in his hand, his lips contorted into an evil smirk.
I looked at him in horror "Sh-Shia LaBeouf?"
He took a few small steps forward. I turned and started running, however due to my clumsiness, I tripped over the root of a tree. The tree somehow reminded me of Edward, of how he kept me grounded, how he kept me alive in this dull existence.
Then, Shia La Beouff sprinted toward me on all fours. He tackled me and stabbed me through my stomach "Where's your Edward now?" he whispers seductively, before he took the knife and slit my throat.
He then spent the rest of the night devouring the body of Bella Swan.
The End