Destiny Fixes It
"Come back," I whispered weakly, "come back." I shook my head. No, he would come back. He has to. He said he loved me, he has to come back…but where is he?
"Edward?"
Silence.
"EDWARD?"
Silence.
"EDWARD?!" I'm screaming at the top of my lungs and I bet the neighbors are getting nervous, but I don't care. Why isn't he answering me?!
Without even thinking I'm sprinting through the trees screaming his name. My voice is cracking and soon I can't even scream anymore. When all I can see is trees over and over again and hear only the rustle of the leaves, it suddenly hits me.
He actually left. He's gone and I'll never see him again, because he won't want to come back. He didn't want to stay. He didn't want me. I can feel the wet ground on my hands, arms and cheeks and slowly soak my clothes. The rain drops hit my back and neck over and over again but don't help me keep track of the time passing by. As I lay here, all alone, I get weaker and weaker. The will for me to get up, go home and tell Charlie I'm okay is no longer existing. The flash backs of our memories are going through my mind and I have no need to stop them but waves of pain steal my breath over and over again with each memory.
Edward smiling at me in our meadow, cradling me in his arms…
Edward whispering Romeo's lines in my ears when we're watching Romeo and Juliet together on my couch…
Edward's face after my birthday…
Edward's cold eyes when he told he was leaving…
"And I'll give you a promise in exchange. I promise this will be the last time you ever see me. It will be as if I never existed."
I stole a shuddering breath and squeezed my eyes shut praying for it to stop.
"Please!" I sobbed, "please, come back!" My lungs hurt from crying so hard and my eyes were getting heavy.
And I sobbed myself to sleep…into another Hell, but this one I would wake up from, only to find another that won't go away, ever…
2 WEEKS LATER
I never thought staring at a wall and twirling a pencil in my hands could be so interesting, because that is what school is for me now. All I have to do is stare at a wall for a couple seconds and my mind releases me into a thoughtless reverie. Nobody bothers talk to me, teachers and students. Most actually have started to hate me. That's okay though, because I expect people to not care about me, like they didn't. Back to reality, I thought sarcastically. Everything seems useless now. Everyone actually, because I know that in the end, we're all going to die and after a couple years we'll be forgotten. So why be with anyone? To just hurt yourself every chance you can get? Not me.
I don't need anyone. And soon, I'll make sure that I've broken ties with everyone, then nobody will need me either.
Suddenly the end of the period bell broke me out of my reverie. I shook my head and got up slowly gathering together my books. The teacher, Mr. Mason walked in front of me before I could leave the room.
"Bella, I urge you to do your homework tonight. If you keep this up you won't graduate this year," he looked at me with confusion and concern but I couldn't answer him in fear I'll say something I shouldn't.
I sighed and walked around him and out of the room. Grades don't matter, nothing will matter soon enough though. Well, maybe not soon enough but soon none the less.