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I'm so tired of being here

Suppressed by all of my childish fears

I was bored. Bored of the pain. Ever since he left, I really don't see a reason for living.

How would you feel if you had nothing? No one to care about you? Even Charlie had given up hope on me.

And if you have to leave

I wish that you would just leave.

I wish you didn't leave, love.

Cause your presence still lingers here\

And it wont leave me alone

These wounds wont seem to heal

This pain is just too real

There's just too much

That time cannot erase

It was true. If I ever did something stupid, I could hear his voice. I became addicted to it. Like it was my own personal brand of heroin. He had is, and then I had mine.

We weren't together long. But fell in love we did. Or at least I did.

When you cried I'd, wipe away all of your tears

When you scream I'd, fight away all of your fears

And I held your hand through all of these years

But you still have…All of me.

I slammed the radio off with my hand. The radio broke, while the sharp pain from my hand oozed blood. However this pain…was so relieving. It distracted the pain from my heart. For just a split second, I felt a happiness I hadn't felt in so long.

But what id I should just end it? Leave the pain for good? He didn't love me. Charlie had given up. Renee had Phil. Everybody at Forks high shunned me away from them. Except Angela. Angela had Ben, he would help her.

Jake.

He doesn't care for me either. 'I wasn't good for him', were his words.

There's only so much pain I can go through. It needs to stop. Now

I pulled out a couple pieces of paper and a black ink pen.

I wrote one to Charlie.

Dear Dad,

By the time you read this, I will be dead. Thank you for loving me. I'm sorry I couldn't help you. My time here on Earth was coming to an end anyway.

X- Isabella.

I sealed it shut.

I wrote one to Jake.

Jake,

I'm sorry. So sorry.

Sorry I was stupid enough to play the game over again.

Sorry to waste your time

Sorry for living.

I love you like my brother. Even though you don't love me, these are my parting words. I need to make the best of them.

X- Marie.

I sealed that one shut also.

I wrote one to Edward.

My love,

Remember I love you. I understand your feelings. I am just a weak worthless human after all. Tell Alice I love her and I'm sorry.

Tell everyone else that I love them, even Rosalie. She was the one who didn't lead me on, and I'm thankful for that.

My heart will give its last beats for you

My lips will whisper your name until they close.

My eyes will remember yours before they close.

My love for you, however, will be immortal.

Don't feel guilty about my decision. It was meant to be, as such. Thank you for playing your game though. I will cherish the 'love' you gave me and will remember it dearly.

ALL MY LOVE

X- Swan.

Tears fell steadily as I sealed the last letter. I labeled everybody's letters, but on Edward's, I bit my lip hard enough to draw blood and drew a heart on the top in my crimson regret.

I snatched a knife from the kitchen counter and walked out the door, Clad in only jeans and a t-shirt. Hardly appropriate for the December weather.

I walked. Step by step in a different direction each minute. So I could get lost. So nobody would find me.

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After walking aimlessly for hours, I ended up in the woods. I sat down on a decaying tree.

I briefly looked up at the sky and looked back down. I looked at the shining silver blade laying ahead of me…taunting me.

Snow began to fall, chilling my already cold body.

'Bella, don't do this. I love you!'

"No. No you don't. I'm so sorry."

I snatched the knife greedily and held it to my wrist and cut deeply. Blood began to quickly pour out of the raw wound.

'BELLA! DON'T! You need to stop! YOU'LL DIE!' he screamed in my mind as I made another deep wound similar to the other on my right wrist.

I laid my head back. The stinging was sweet relief. It brought minimal pain compared to the burning hole in my heart.

'Bella, please, stay alive. For me.' the velvet voice pleaded.

"I'm sorry Edward. This is my addiction." I spoke. My words becoming softer and softer due to the amount of blood loss.

"Goodbye." I whispered as the lights in my world blacked out.

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