No More Love
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the Twilight characters but despite the suckish ending to BD...I still love the wolves.
The words had fallen from his lips as easily as the 'I love you' had. The words didn't fit with those soft, full lips that she was always nipping at teasingly. He couldn't say such words and so she doubts him, his words, her own hearing and even her own comprehension of the English language. She chuckles nervously as she shakes her head, a small smile on her lips, she licks them as they feel dry and she gasps a soft 'wha?'
"I don't love you anymore, Leah." Sam repeats again more firmly than before.
The words cut her like a knife through the heart. She suddenly feels cold, icy cold. Her chest feels cold; actually her breast feels cold and wet. Her hand presses into her sternum before sliding over to her left breast. She's bleeding, her chest is covered in blood; it's pouring out of her, out of the wound he's left.
She slowly comes to and realizes that she's alone; he's left her all alone.
Her breathing becomes shallow and her hands roam over her body trying to find the wound, trying to stave off the blood flow, to stop her life force from spilling out. She's alone, all alone and she lets it out; she cries out over the pain that is in her chest and in her soul. There's no one around to see or watch her in pain and so she sobs, collapsing to the ground and curling into a ball. Her hands are pressed to her heart tightly as she fights to hold herself together and to keep from bleeding to death.
In the end, it hasn't been enough because the cut still bleeds.
A/N: Alright, so this is a short, very short, chapter that I wrote. As I promised I wouldn't post up any new multi-chaptered stories unless they were finished. Well this one is complete and is a 4-shot story. I'm still working on Wake-up Call but struggling with some of the emotions. So up next is Sam and I won't lie to you guys don't expect any sort of redemption or smiles.
So you all know what to do. Review and make my day! =3