Am I that much of a masochist?

by MyIvoryHeart

"Why did I come? Why on earth was I subjecting myself to this pain? Was I that much of a masochist that I needed her to twist the knife a little more so I had more reason to be bitter?" Leah/Emily.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight, I just play with it.

"Emily" I remarked and nodded once. We hadn't been in the same room, let alone, just us, in years, not since, well..I shook my head to clear my thoughts. "This was a bad idea, wasn't it?" her face flickered with an emotion that I didn't recognise.

Why did I come? Why on earth was I subjecting myself to this pain for? Was I that much of a masochist that I needed her to twist the knife a little more so I had more reason to be bitter?. My thoughts were broken by her soft voice, the voice I despised. "What did you need to say, Leah?" and then it hit me; I didn`t have one thing to say to her. Nothing. My best friend, sister even, for years, the person I`d never run out of things to talk about with; we had become total strangers.

I shook my head, turned and ran. I did the only thing I'm good at and I ran. I ran for myself, for her, for him. I ran because it allowed me at least a few minutes of peace, my one chance to forget. It would hit me again though, it always did.