Story Notes:
Welcome to my new adventure! I've been working on it for a few weeks now, and I think I am finally ready to share it.
This one will be primarily EPOV and carry many flashbacks that help you understand the depth of the story. It came to me one day while listening to the radio (of course!)...and it wouldn't go away. Seriously, now I know how SM wrote Twilight, b/c I had a dream...it followed the song...and well, I just had to write it down before it drove me crazy! :)
It's loosely based off of, but definitely inspired by the song "She Wouldn't Be Gone" by Blake Shelton. Take a listen.
A/N:
Here we go! This will be the shortest chapter...promise!...but I hope it catches you! Teasers for the next chapter up on the blog! (the first 3 chaps are written, so I hope to get them up quickly for you)
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Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any media franchise. No copyright infringement is intended.
SM owns the characters, I just play in the sandbox.
***RATED FOR LANGUAGE AND SEXUAL CONTENT*** You've been warned.
Prologue - Gone
"I'm leaving." She says in a distant and hollow voice. "Please don't try to stop me or follow me. I just can't…" she chokes back a sob, "I just can't do this anymore."
I froze. I can't breathe. I can't speak. Her deep chocolate eyes are rimmed a puffy red. Trails of tears soak her delicate, pale cheeks. She's not waiting for me to stop her. She's not waiting for a response. Her mind is already made up. I can't move my God damn feet, and I want so badly to run and grab her and make her stay.
With a slight nod of her head, she turns from me and bends down, picks up her small duffle bag from the floor and slings it over her shoulder. I'm still frozen as I watch her take a deep breath, place her hand on the knob and open the front door. The sound of the latch clicking into place brings me to my knees. Bent over, I tug at my hair and feel every piece of my heart shattering. A strangled cry leaves my lungs.
What have I done? She's gone. I've lost her.
It could have been minutes or hours, but some time later I pick myself up off the floor and make my way to the kitchen. Standing in front of the sink, I run the faucet and fill a glass of water. As I stare out the window above the sink, I watch as the rain make trails of water down the pains. Fitting. Glancing around at the small pots of fresh herbs she planted to don the windowsill and the sheer white curtains that she hung to filter the light, but not block out the very of the ocean. My mind takes me back to a simpler, happy time. A time when we were so in love and nothing stood in our way. Especially not me…
x x x
Four Years Ago
"It's perfect! It's perfect! Oh Edward, this is it! This is the one!" she exclaimed as she danced around on the hardwood floors of the empty living room. I couldn't help the smile that took over my face at her excitement.
She leapt into my arms and wrapped her arms and legs around me as I spun us and pressed my lips to hers. "Are you sure?" I asked with a smirk. "You don't seem too excited about it. You should be more excited if you're sure." I teased as she giggled into my shoulder.
"Yes. I am absolutely sure! This is the house, Edward. This is our house." And she began trailing soft kisses up my neck, across my cheek and eventually onto my lips.
"There's nothing I wouldn't give you. You know that? Nothing. You want this house, you get this house." I told her, as I gently placed her back onto her feet and tucked a loose lock of her hair behind her ear.
"I want this house. I want us to live and love in this house together. Forever." She said softly, gazing deep into my eyes.
"Then forever is what you'll get, my love."
x x x
I spin and pitch my glass of water across the kitchen. It crashes into the brick wall and shatters into hundreds of tiny pieces. Just like my heart.
I sink down to the floor against the cabinets and press the heels of my hands to my eyes. "FUCK!" I scream out to an empty house. The pain takes over my body, and rips my chest wide open.
I'm empty without her.
How do I fix this?
I'm hollow without her.
She warned me. She'd told me if I didn't change…
My life is futile without her.
No. No! I have to fix this! I know beyond a shadow of a doubt, I cannot fucking live without her. I'll fight. I'll beg.
My life is meaningless without her.
She told me not to follow her, but that's not possible. She's my life now. I will find her and I will make this right.
"FUCK!" I scream out again. I jump to my feet and run to the front door. As I fling it open a loud crack of thunder rattles through the air. Rain is coming down in sheets across the front lawn, much like the tears on my face. I grab my keys off the entry table and make a mad dash to my truck.
Dammit!
If I had loved her this much all along, maybe…..maybe she wouldn't be gone.
End Notes:
Well? Love it? Hate it? Want more? Want me to give up? LOL I love to hear what you think, and your theories as to what happened, and what made her leave. We'll get there. :)
I know this first peek is short...bear with me! I love to write longer chapters, so just hang in there. :)
Now leave me some love! I'm anxious over this one...EPOV will be a little tricky for me, but he should be fun! He has a potty mouth too! lol xoxox
