(disclaimer: not my characters)
Bella's pov
"I DON'T WANT YOU. I've moved on," He smiled. Even when he is breaking my heart, he's still the most beautiful thing I've ever laid my eyes on.
Suddenly something small and very beautiful was at his side.
"Yeah, Bella. He's moved on, but don't worry. You will too…someday."
I opened my teary eyes and gasped. I should be used to this already. I've been having the same dream for weeks now.
It really was a silly dream though. But I still couldn't help but think about it. Besides the height difference, Edward and Alice really were a cute couple, and that thought killed me. Edward and Alice were really close, but like brother and sister, at least that's what he always told me, but I guess he lied about a lot of things. I hoped he was right about this though, I mean besides, Alice was married to Jasper.
Jasper. It's been so long since I've seen him. After my fatal birthday party, he left, without saying a word to me. I really did miss him, and I didn't blame him for anything. It was my stupid fault for being so clumsy. It was my fault they left. I scared off the only real family I ever had. Ha, I scared a house full of vampires-right.
I got up to brush my messy hair and headed down stairs. I grabbed a granola bar and saw a note on the counter.
Hey Bells,
Went out fishing with Billy. Be back around ten.
Love, Dad.
Great, I'm alone, it's winter break and I have no friends. I'm such a loser.
(author's note: this is about an hour later)
I didn't know what came over me. I don't know what I was thinking, or why I was torturing myself like this, but I just had to see it. I've been thinking about them so much lately and this house was the only thing they left behind- besides me.
I got out of my sad excuse for a truck and just stood there staring at the house I one day wanted to live in.
After a couple of minutes I gathered the courage to actually walk in (of course it was unlocked- no door could keep a vampire out.)
It was all so different- so empty. Everything was gone. I walked past the place my love once played my lullaby and headed upstairs. When I got to his closed door I just stood there. Did I truly want to do this to myself? Did I want to be hurt again? I could literally feel the emptiness in my chest killing me. It was tearing me apart.
I opened the door with teary eyes and looked around. It was empty-vacant, just like me.
I couldn't stand this anymore. I ran out, and went to the next room, where I fell on the ground and broke down. Besides my sobbing it was completely silent.
I thought it couldn't get much worse when all the sudden my tears stopped short and I was over come by happiness and contentment. How in the world could I be happy?
Then I pieced it together- these weren't my emotions.
And that's when I heard his voice.
"Bella?"