The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #15
Pen Name: RockRaven244
Pairing/Character(s): Bella & Edward
Rating: T
Word Count: 500
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I stare out of the window of the second floor apartment.
The sky is gray and the air is cold.
It will probably snow.
I'm not quite sure what to do with myself.
My apartment is bare … empty.
All of his things are gone.
He's gone.
My vision blurs and the people walking along the street are distorted.
The city hasn't stopped moving.
It keeps going, going, going.
But I feel like I've stopped.
I'm the statue in the crowd.
Taxi's are swerving in and out of traffic, horns are honking, police sirens are blaring … but me, I'm quiet; motionless.
I hear the key in the door and I sigh.
Can't everyone just leave me alone? I just want to … be quiet.
I don't turn to see who it is but I notice my forgotten cup of cocoa in front of me.
I wipe my cheeks and turn back to the window, watching life pass me by.
I thought I could let him go.
I thought I could be strong.
For him.
His future isn't here, in this city.
His residency is in Seattle.
Far away from New York.
Far away from me.
Too far for weekend visits.
I feel my eyes water again.
Large, warm hands cover my shoulders before resting on the sides of my neck.
I close my eyes and breathe him in.
"Baby, this is only temporary," he whispers. "I can't leave you like this."
I sniff and lean my head back against his chest.
"Come with me."
I open my eyes and look up at him.
He never asked me to come with him.
Not once.
"What?"
He shakes his head, his finger pressing into the pulse point on my neck. I know he can feel how erratic it is.
"I didn't ask before because I know how much you love this city. Your family is here, all of your friends ..." he trails off. "I wanted to ask you but I felt like I was being selfish, wanting you to leave everyone you love."
His voice was so quiet at the end. Could he really think that I wouldn't choose him?
"Edward," I pull his hand and he's leaning against the table in front of me. I stand and push myself between his legs. "I love you. You are the one I am going to miss. Yes, I love the city, I love my family but you … you are everything."
I frown.
"How could you think … I thought you didn't want me to come with you. I though you wanted a fresh start on the West Coast."
His shoulders drop. "I'd never want that."
His forehead presses against mine.
"I only want you."
My tears are flowing freely and I feel like … "Why didn't we talk about this sooner?"
"Come with me," he whispers. "Please. Don't make me go alone."
"Are you sure?" I pull back and look him in the eye.
"I love you. I'm sure."
"Okay."
a/n: Listening to Chili Peppers / Californication. :)