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If you do not like My Chemical Romance please do not comment on your hate for them, it's only a song fic and I thought 'Famous Last Words' fit for this particular fiction.


Now I know,
That I can't make you stay.
But where's your heart?
But where's your heart?
But where's your,

She cried and hopped out of her bed. Looking for the one thing that had kept her sane, or something like it, when Edward left. When it wasn't in her draw she panicked. She looked in every draw she had then remebered quickly where she had put it last. She sprinted from her closet to her matress, and lifted the light thing up.

So many,
Bright lights they cast a shadow,
But can I speak?
Well is it hard understanding,
I'm incomplete?
A life that's so demanding,
I get so weak.
A love that's so demanding,
I can't speak.

And there it was, the only thing that seemed to love her, to always be there for her.

The rare forks sun light shined on the sharp metal.

It was a razor blade.

It was her razor blade.

She lifted it from it's spot and fell quickly to the floor. Tears still spilling over her eyes like rivers. She would no longer feel the pain, no longer fall into the whole in her chest. She would put a end to this madness once and for all.

She let the razorblade hover over her wrist while allowing herself one last time to think about him. His smile, his hair, his skin, his cold touch. Him.

"Bella you promised!" The voice she had heard lastly fumed.

"So did you" Bella countered, her voice was raw and weak.

""I haven't broken my promise Bella" His tone was darker but not as loud.

"Oh the hell you haven't! 'It was be as if I never exsisted'" Bella quoeted dryly. "Well you did exsist Edward! And I will never forget it Edward! YOU EXSISTED EDWARD!" She scream the last part and broke down in emty sobs. It didn't matter that she was talking to herself, or screaming to herself for that matter, all that mattered was it would be over soon. There was silence. "You exsisted" Bella cried weakly.

She lowered the razor and began to slice her lower palm when something poked her calf. She paused annoyed that something was prolonging her discesion when she was that one of her floor board had flipped up. She moved the corner away from her calf and shifted the whole thing away, it was light.

She began to lower the razor again when the wind blew through her window and she heard a slight ruffle come from the floorboard. She reluckently put down the razor and hesitantly lean over the hole in her floor to see what caused the noise. And there it was, a pictuer of her and Edward in her livingroom just a before he lefted.

Her sobbs grew louder as she looked to find what else was in there. The plan tickets. Her fingers lightly wrapped around a blank CD that she had missed so much. Her pointer finger hesitantly traced along the hand writting.

'For Bella' In elegant scripit. She knew she would regret this discison but he weak legs lifted and supported her weight as she made her way over to her cd player. She opened it slowly. She put the CD in quickly afraid it would despear and pressed play. Her lullabye came pumping through the speakers.

The hole in her chest burned most intensly then it ever had. Forgetting all about her razorblade she fell to the floor and cried. "He exsisted." She cried to herself again. When she finally made her eyes look back at the razorblade it was gone. Only a small peice of paper left in it's place. She pathetically crawled over to it and picked it up.

Be Safe It read.

I am not afraid to keep on living,
I am not afraid to walk this world alone
Honey if you stay I'll be forgiven,
Nothing you can say can stop me going home.


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