13, March, 2010

137 Days

Edward, My love,

Today I had to say screw the world. I just couldn't take it anymore! So I went to see Jake today. He was just walking towards the forest in the pouring rain looking dangerously pissed off. He had no shirt on, even though it was completely freezing outside, and cut off shorts. When I shouted for him his lips were quivering in what I could only imagine as ferocious anger.

At first he told me to leave and to never come back, and then turned away. When I grabbed him to turn him back around his skin was burning like the night at the movies.

He told me that he wasn't good anymore, and that I shouldn't be near him, that he could hurt me. You know how well I take to those kinds of things though, and only wanted to show him that I'm not as fragile as everyone thinks.

I was about to convince that I could handle anything he had to say, but that's when his new friends came around and shouted for him to go with them. He instantly obliged to the command and I had no choice but to go home again.

And now I'm writing this… Edward, I don't know what I'm going to do! Please help me!

You don't want me,

Isabella Swan