Disclaimer: SM has amazing lawyers…. I fought hard for twilight but they still beat me! I promise to look for better lawyers… up until the read this chapter! Oh and by the way…. I don't own twilight… yet!
Chapter 10
BPOV
I went through my schedule the thousandth time…
EUROPE: 68 Concerts
21 June-25 June: LONDON
CONCERTS-5
27 June-7 July: SPAIN
CONCERTS-10
9 July- 15 July: FRANCE
CONCERTS-6
17 July-19 July: SWITZERLAND
CONCERTS-4
20 July-24 July: GREECE
CONCERTS-5
26 July -29 July: GERMANY
CONCERTS-5
31 July- 3 August: IRELAND
CONCERTS-5
5 August-12 August: SWEDEN
CONCERTS-8
15 August- 20 August: POLAND
CONCERTS- 2
22 August -24 August: NORWAY
CONCERTS- 2
26 August- 28 August: FINLAND
CONCERTS- 2
31 August-2 September: ICELAND
CONCERTS- 2
4 September- 6 September: CZECH REPUBLIC
CONCERTS- 2
8 September-10 September: PORTUGAL
CONCERTS- 2
12 September- 20 September: ITALY
CONCERTS- 8
On exactly 20 September… my last concert for this tour, I would perform in Volterra. My plan was simple. Go to Volterra; send a backstage pass for Jane. Hopefully, it reaches her and she comes… to me. Miles wasn't very thrilled with me meeting Jane. She had slowly remembered it. Jane was the one who escorted them to the macabre room. She was the one who tortured her Dmitri.
But I was and am stubborn. I was hell set on my path… as I exited the plane to see hordes of fans near the gate…. Determinations clear in my eyes.
In my four days in London, I had five concerts, bazillion press jackets, and infinite fans. Quite frankly, seeing the attention of those gazillion people on me… I couldn't help but wonder how I couldn't maintain the attention of one vampire on me.
Having these sorts of epiphanies was very common for me… and at this fix, there was only one thing bothering me… one thing I wanted, needed, desired… I need them to forget about me…
EUREKA!
I got my new album name… "Rebirth: A new life… start"
As soon as the name of the album came… I even got my first single…
I grabbed a pen and paper from the hotel stationary and started composing.
Skies are crying,
I am watching,
Catching teardrops in my hands.
Seeing the London rains… I couldn't help but remember Forks… with that came memories of everything… soft sobs wracked through me.
Only silence as it's ending, like we never had a chance
Do you have to; make me feel like there is nothing left of me?
True to the't'. The only thing in my dark months that I could bear to listen to was silence. It proved it to me that Edward and I never stood a chance. It made me feel worthless. Like I was worth nothing in the world…
You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I am,
Like I'm made of glass,
Like I'm made of paper.
Go on and try to tear me down,
I will be rising from the ground,
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
He took everything I ever had… of his memory. He broke me to such an extent that I am almost lost. Treated me in a way that made me feel as weak as if I was made of glass. But still, now, I am raising… high and mighty from the same ground he dropped me on into a freaking skyscraper.
As the smoke clears,
I awaken, and untangle you from me,
Would it make you, feel better to watch me while I bleed?
All my windows still are broken,
But I'm standing on my feet.
Irony never fails me. Making Edward watch me bleed is one of the worst case scenarios… ever! At this stage the only thing I wanted to tell Eddie was to go… to run away… away from me.
You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I am,
Like I'm made of glass,
Like I'm made of paper.
Go on and try to tear me down,
I will be rising from the ground.
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
[Bridge]
Go run, run, run,
I'm gonna stay right here,
Watch you disappear, yeah,
How true… when he left, at first all I could do was watch him disappear in my head. It would repeat in such a way that one would believe that I was playing a broken record… in my head!
Go run, run, run,
Yeah it's a long way down,
But I am closer to the clouds up here.
It is true… I have come a long way ever since… going back, even if I want to, would be hard…
You can take everything I have,
You can break everything I am,
Like I'm made of glass,
Like I'm made of paper, Oh,
Go on and try to tear me down,
I will be rising from the ground.
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
Like a skyscraper!
"Bells… Bells! What are you doing?" Miley asked.
I silently handed over the paper… she took it and read through it… once… twice.
"It's amazing," she whispered.
I simply nodded.
"What's wrong, baby girl?"
"I miss them Miles… so much that it hurts. But being with them is even worse. Why me? What wrong did I do?" I asked, helplessly.
She wiped my tears and said, "Bella… it's not your fault… it's their's… his. Why cry over something that you can't control? Huh? Shh hun… shh," she held me as she spoke.
I went on… I couldn't stop them. After a while, when I was just calmed…
"Bella… you do know that you're a Halfling right? You do need to hunt 'coz oddly enough, your eyes are now darkish brown."
I nodded… and finally could speak without a shaky voice I asked her a favor…
"Could you make a tune for this when I'm out? I want to start working on it…"
"Sure!" she said brightly. I mustered a brave smile and went on for my first hunt.
I jumped out of the window and landed gracefully in the world of darkness. As I landed, I felt something move on my head. I leaned over on the nearby puddle and saw that I had my wig on even now. I went on and removed it and kept it in a nearby thick bush.
Our (Miley's and my) room was thankfully on the backside of the hotel. That gave a beautiful scene of wilderness that I never knewLondonhad.
In my periphery, I saw some movement... it might just be a squirrel or something, starting with something small might even be a good idea... I bent over and I had the shock of my life...
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