Authors Note; I very nearly forgot I even did song fictions until I got a few reviews for this. Freshly renamed as "Press Play" and will now be updated more often. This is a quick little song request for JaDe-ViPeR08. "Better than me" by Hinder. Also, I'm sorry guys! I promise I'll update this as often as I update WTI from here on out! In all truth, I've missed my song fictions and I've been trying to find new songs to match Twilight or New Moon during Math class (why math…I have no idea.) I've been having a big debate on whether to go on a Red Jumpsuit Apparatus or Coldplay spree….
Sorry Cadi! I went ahead and put it up because I promised updates on Saturday or Wednesday and an FAQ update isn't enough to be considered an update...so yeah. –Scolds self- I should keep up with my deadlines. ;End Authors Note
Edward's POV (lolz I usually forget this don't I?)
I think you can do much better than me
After all the lies that I made you believe
Guilt kicks in and I start to see
The edge of the bed
Where your nightgown used to be
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
Broken chocolate brown eyes. Soulless. Heartbroken, eyes. She'll move on, Edward, she'll move on, it's for the best I repeated over and over to myself. For the best, for the best, for the best. Was this really the right thing to do? I looked out her bedroom window and reviewed.
She would find someone better than me and move on and have a family. She'll do so much better in this world with me out of the picture. She didn't deserve anything I pretended to be. She deserved truth and more love than I could give her. She deserved kisses and tight embraces and someone warm to grasp onto.
She deserved everything and more.
This would be the last time I would be in this room, I thought, the last time I'd be able to smell her sweet floral like scent…If I ever came back she would belong to someone else and she would be happy.
I looked at the edge of her bed and sat down on it, dropping my head into my hands. I was almost done in here; all I had to do now was cover the floorboards back up. I would make sure she would forget me, unlike I who would forever bear the memory of her beauty.
I could only remember her now, but that was painful. If there was a God, I pray that Bella would never have to feel the pain that was swallowing me now.
I sighed and closed my eyes, remembering the warmth of her skin against my stone cold body. I could almost feel her hair brushing against my chest and hear the echo of her sweet laughter. Most of all I remembered the contact of her soft lips to my face or mine on hers. Magical. It was all that I could say that described it. She was magical. Everything about her was different, unique, special…Perfect.
I chuckled and remembered how she used to call me perfect. The monster that I was had been dubbed perfect by the sweet and beautiful innocent being of Isabella Swan. I clenched my fists and stood.
While looking through your old box of notes
I found those pictures I took
That you were looking for
If there's one memory I don't want to lose
That time at the mall
You and me in the dressing room
I told myself I won't miss you
But I remembered
What it feels like beside you
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I leaned down and grabbed a handful of pictures that would soon be hidden under her floor. The pictures were of us, me, her, all of us…Together as we should be. If I could cry, I probably would've. I probably would have cried telling her that lie. But it was for the best.
For the Best.
I flipped through the pictures once more and was shocked to see Rosalie standing in the background of one, Rosalie and Alice. "Bella the Barbie doll…" I whispered to no one…The wind, really.
I remembered hearing Bella being dragged off to the mall for prom and during the summer by Rose and Alice. She hated the mall, hated it with a passion. It was adorable though, to see her pout. Once she demanded that I should come with her and watch as she was tortured to no end. I almost did too until Alice said it would ruin the torture on my part. So in the end, I got stuck playing Monopoly with Emmett.
She deserves so much more than me.
The bed I'm lying in is getting colder
Wish I never would've said it's over
And I can't pretend... I won't think about you when I'm older
Cause we never really had our closure
This can't be the end
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
I really miss your hair in my face
And the way your innocence tastes
And I think you should know this
You deserve much better than me
(And I think you should know this)
(You deserve much better than me)
I realized that I was lying on her bed staring up at her ceiling. I was staying here longer than I should have and the bed had quickly lost her warmth that had relaxed me for just a moment. This couldn't be the end.
The end of what? I questioned myself. I sighed again; inhaling the fragrance that I knew would forever haunt my immortal mind.
The end of my happiness, if that was what it was, and the start of never-ending pain. For, being me, my memories would never fade and my wounds would not heal without Bella. Bella was all I lived for and all I needed to survive, but for Bella, I was nothing but a hazard for her. She would live without me and be safe. Safe, safe, safe…This can't really be the end…
I had to come to terms with the truth; I would miss her. I would miss everything. This would be more than agonizing for me. It will be tempting for me to come back to her but I had to accept the fact that it was better if she never saw me again.
Everything will be much better for Bella now that I am out of the way.
I covered the floorboards in her room, forged a note in her hand to her father and stood in the doorway of her home. Everything was ready for my leaving. Everything would be better. Bella will be much happier. Everything will be fine.
"Goodbye, my love."
Secretly I hoped that my 'Goodbye' would mean a quicker 'Hello.'