Never Think Part 9

Hey everyone, it's Lexi. The end is nigh, but reviews are really motivating =D. Thank you for taking the time to read this, it means a lot. Here's part 9. Enjoy xxx

Bella

Our kiss ended and I felt him brush my cheek with his thumb, I was too afraid to open my eyes in case he disappeared. I was living in a dream where the previous conversation hadn't occurred and we were just holding each other to show passion for how in love we were; stupid girl. I told myself. Stupid, pathetic girl. Edward had brought me back to Earth with a snap! 'I'm sorry, I think I'd better go' he'd said. Of course he still wanted to go. That kiss was probably just his way of saying good-bye; Good-bye. The finality of the word clicked something into place in my head and before I knew it, I was begging. 'Edward please-please don't go, I'm sorry, just….please don't go'. His face crumpled in pain as I said these words, but they weren't changing his mind. 'Baby, please, I'm begging you, I don't want you to go…' Tears started in his own eyes but he blinked them back, shiny emerald eyes, eyes of an angel. I begged to see love in them again, I'd give anything.

Edward

She was begging me to stay. My heart was breaking as I told her 'no'. She tried again, 'Is it something I did? I'll apologise, I promise. Just please…' I couldn't handle it, how could she possibly be the problem? We just weren't right for each other, everybody thought the same. She could do better, she needed to know that she could do so much better, but I couldn't bring myself to say it. 'I love you' she said. My heart was being torn apart, my eyes were stinging, my Adam's apple felt lodged in my throat, she was still holding onto me, as though I was a life raft. 'Bella, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry' I tried again, her eyes were filling with fresh tears, the chocolate colour of her eyes swam. I took her arms from around my neck, I kissed her forehead, then walked away; hating myself; damning myself to hell, wondering if I was making a huge mistake. I'm not sure if it was the wind, my imagination, or real, but I could've sworn I heard a soft, broken voice behind me whisper 'Edward….Edward….good -bye Edward' with my back turned, I didn't even try to prevent the tears leaking from my eyes. I let them fall. The very last sign that my heart would never be the same again.