A/n – Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, Stephanie Meyer does!
I've tried to make the prologue as twilightish as possible!
This is instead of New Moon! :) So Edward hasn't left yet! :D
'We say we love flowers... Yet we pluck them. We say we love trees... Yet we cut them down. And people still wonder why some are afraid... When told they are loved' ~ Unknown.
Book One ~ Bella
Prologue
"I'm breaking up with you Bella", Edward's velvety voice causes the butterflies in my stomach to flutter about.
"What?" I manage to croak out one word.
The lump in my throat makes it almost impossible for me to speak.
"For your own safety", he replies.
I don't answer him.
Don't cry Bella. Be strong. Don't cry. Don't cry.
I repeat this to myself over and over again. Crying would just make me look weak and helpless.
As I attempt to hold back my tears, I stare up into his golden eyes. His perfect golden eyes I'll never see again. My favourite crooked smile, his bronze curls. All of these things will soon be just a distant memory.
A tear trickles out of my eyes and rolls down my cheek.
Great. Just great Bella.
His hand reaches up and wipes my tears away. His freezing body temperature causes a rush of shiver to tingle through my spine. Another thing I'll miss about him, the way he makes me feel.
"Goodbye Bella", he leans in closer to me and brushes his lips over my neck, reminding me that I'll never become one of them.
A vampire.
Edward steps away from me.
"I love you, forever and always", he whispers.
And then he is gone.
As I stare longingly after him, anger bubbles up inside of me, my nostrils flare. How could he leave me, if he truly did love me?
He promised me that he would never leave me, but that had obviously been a lie. Not only has he broken my heart, but now he has broken his never ending list of empty promises to me.
I brush my hair back behind my ear using my fingers in an attempt to reassure myself and to help trap my emotions inside. If I return home with bloodshot eyes Charlie will be sure to question me, and right now, I don't feel like talking anymore. All I want to do is curl up and die. Without Edward, I'm empty . . .
About three things I am absolutely positive. First, Edward would never change me, even if he did return. Second, that there is a part of him – and I didn't know how large that part might be – that would always want me, no matter what. And third, I am unconditionally and irrevocably still in love with him.
A/n – Yes, I changed the real Twilight part I know it's actually - About three things I was absolutely positive. First, Edward was a vampire. Second, there was a part of him-and I didn't know how potent that part might be-that thirsted for my blood. And third, I was unconditionally and irrevocably in love with him. But I created my own version, so my story would be different to Stephanie Meyer's version! :)
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