Jewel

by kristina.cullen

This started out as a simple writing excercise and transformed into something Twilight related - just like most of my thought processes. :

A/N: All rights reserved. I am not Stephenie! (like you'd believe I was anyway)

Jewel

I had found a jewel down inside myself – love – and I had wanted to walk where people would see me and wonder why I was so happy. They would be jealous. Of

course, now all I wanted to do was curl up in a ball, clutching my chest to hold myself together, and cry. I was alone. He had left. The only reason I was still here, trying

to live a normal life was for Charlie. I had to keep on for him. He needed me. The jewel I had found was true love in my soul mate, Him. I refused to think his name, in

fear of completely falling apart. I had been so blissfully happy when he was near. When he left, he had taken my heart with him. I couldn't feel it in my chest anymore.

My whole body ached when he was gone. I needed him more than air, if that were possible. Yes, it had to be. It was for me.