To be honest I don't know where or how I want to proceed with this particular story. I do know that I want to make a second chapter (I wrote this before I wrote the second chapter). So it may be a little ruff and it may be pulled out for revisions. Sorry. Sort of and I hope you enjoy my pain and blood.
Leah's Pov
His hands roam over my body like those on a piano. Each key strung to a nerve, playing it in a sequence that makes me want to burst. Every touch creates a melody somewhere within me. My voice sings while his body produces the beat with which I seem to feel heat. Heat, that travels from my core, creating streaks of indescribable pleasure that course out through my body and into his. His pleasure blends with mine, allowing both of us to climb the ladder of pleasure and like a bomb, explode. And like that it's over. Not that it wasn't satisfying but that, that one moment where you tumble over the edge those few seconds where you can't decipher where his body starts and where yours ends, that moment where you experience what true love brings. Like that it's over and you're left to start over, but I guess it's the greatest gift the world could give.
Bella's Pov
The spot where Edward once took me to, I finally found. The place where he first showed me how beautiful he was in the sun, I thought I lost. I have found what I have once thought to be lost, yet what I searched for is no longer in what I have once lost but now found. The beauty that once survived with in this magical place is now gone. The life it gave to those under its spell has now diminished and what is left leaves me to believe this place is a close cousin of hell. Goose bumps grace me with their presence as a cold wind licks at the back of my neck, almost like a soft caress from hands that belong to the dead. I need to leave, for this place has changed for the worst and what once felt like a piece of heaven is now a cage that locks me inside against my will. No peace will be found and all that is great will not rise to see the next day for it has suffered under the fire of all that is not well. I need to escape for the walls of my cage are slowly closing in and what I believed to be beautiful has turned into shapes of those who follow the law of immorality and carry out acts of transgression.
I run, I swear I run. I run from the past and I run through the present but the future I am unable to escape to. For what lies there is even scarier then hell's demons on my heels. I have to stop and stay where I am, for I am human and like a petty human I am scared. My fear now takes my place and races through the walls with in my body. I am frozen where I stand, like I am frozen in the guilt that I have been given. No, not guilt but its brother and sister fault and responsibility, have been forced upon me by those who have no one else t blame, not even themselves. A heat surrounds me and I am suddenly melted and released from the icy grip of fear. I run, and I run through the present and unlike the last time I keep running. I run all the way home into the arms of my future.
Waking up my dark brown eyes connect to those of dark chocolate and flecks of green.
Seth.