please read author's note at end of chapter.
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The chocolate eyed girl squirmed, something akin to fear in her eyes, but the short, black haired teen beside her steadily ignored her counterpart as the priest slowly drug out his words, each as heartwrenching and shattering as the one before it.
"Alice," The pretty, pale, chocolate eyed one spoke softly, her voice reflecting what her eyes begged the friend beside her to see, "Alice. Please. Let me go. Please. Edward needs me."
"Edward needs to be alone, Bella," The girl with the black pixie cut spoke firmly, even though, deep, somewhere, in a crevis in her heart, she knew what the other girl on the pew said was very, very true.
She just didn't want to believe it. And that, be as it may, would cost someone their life.
~B~
Drip, drip. The rain was falling steadily, easily contradicting the boy's heart. It was slow, a puttering, feeble sound. Hardly heard within the harsh cracks of thunder and lightning. Hardly heard, indeed.
'Where is my angel?' The boy thought forlonly, staring into the deep, dark sky above him, his emerald eyes a dull reminder of what they had been, 'Where is my chocolate eyed angel? I need my angel.'
His angel. He remembered that angel. She had been at the funeral. She was so pretty.
Where was his angel?
He needed her. He was dying. It may have been from the slashes on his wrist, but he liked to believe it was from sadness and heartbreak and utter chaos.
'I need my angel.'
'I want my mother.'
~E~
"And we are gathered here today to hold in reverence the life of one beautiful and kind-hearted woman, Elizabeth Ann Masen-"
The priest's humbled voice was ignored; chocolate eyes had more pressing matters to attend to.
Like saving her sort of boyfriend's life.
If, assuming, his sort of sister would let go of her vicegrip on chocolate eyes.
She needed a distraction.
"Everybody, put your hands up and don't move!"
Well, that would do.
"Oh my god, please don't rob the body! Please! She's my cousin! Oh please! I'll give you anythi-"
Bang.
And all hell broke loose.
'A perfect opportunity,' Thought chocolate eyes wryly, slipping out of the Home of the Dead. She had no idea why a man would find it smart and perfectly suitable to rob a funeral home, but then, by God, the dead couldn't very well fight back. So, chocolate eyes supposed, it was, in a roundabout way, one of the smartest places to rob.
Never did it occur to her anyone could die but her sweet, sort of, kind of, probably already dying boyfriend. The only thing that she could process was, 'Oh God, please don't do something stupid, please, I love you.....'
Nor did it occur to her that they weren't even dating and she had just confessed her love for him, trying to save his life.
Keyword. Trying.
Chocolate eyes had so convienently forgotten her mother had the keys- so, she did what any responsible, rational thing almost adult would do in the sort of situation.
She broke in the first car she saw with keys in the ignition.
Pity she was only borrowing it though, it was quite pretty. Yellow, like a race car- looked like it would go fast, too.
She stepped on the gas pedal the second the first killing gunshot fired.
~B~
'Please chocolate eyes, hurry, I don't think I'll still be here soon......'
~E~
'Edward, oh God, you have to live, you have to......' She went faster, faster still, not noticing another car, not even knowing where she was going.
~B~
'I think I'm dying, chocolate eyes........B-bella........'
~E~
Bang. Blood.
Somebody's dead.
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Author's Note
Um, yeah. I can't say how many times how sorry I am. But I can say there's a bit of drama in this chapter! Oh, and it's not edited, because I wanted to get it out really quickly, so if nothing makes sense, please, feel free to tell me.
What can I promise about the next chapter? A hell of a lot of more drama, and I left a big hint somewhere that somebody's well, you know.....-looks up to last line of chapter-
Broken-Rose-Petals
p.s. thank you so much for your kindness! (and patience, like, real patience. To put up with me and my laziness you kinda have to have that. :P)
p.s.s. this one is short, that's a given. but does the drama make up for it?
.........maybe?
(I think this story's length'll be about 15-20 chapters. My personal preference is medium length stories- super long ones turn me off. And, hopefully the next chapter will be out earlier than this one. But no promises. And, I was trying a different format for this chapter. Should I use this one, or stick with my old one used for all previous chapters?)