AN: The song for this one ;( it's too perfectly sad. Make sure you listen to the stripped version. I wish I could include every lyric in here! But you'll have to look them up on your own. Another comatose Bella dream :)
* I do not own Twilight or the characters within this story, nor the songs.
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" Take away the memories
Erase them, push them out to sea
An alternate reality
A dream that feels so real to me
Your thoughts on who I ought to be
Retaliating subtlety
Is all your life will ever be"
Déjà vu (Stripped) – Speech Patterns
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Bella ✦ Déjà vu ✦ Amnesia
Those golden eyes, those bronze locks; they lured me through the trove of emerald green trees.
In the depths of my being, I knew I shouldn't follow them. But they were so enthralling; so easy to become lost in.
I had thought he was leading me to safety; to our treasured grove. Our sacred meadow.
How wrong I had been.
He glowered at me, his orbs becoming hollow, devoid of emotion.
He had always been cold; that chilling aura always radiated from him. But, this was pure permafrost, directed at me. It froze my bones to my core and aimed to encase me in ice.
'Bella, I'm leaving. We're leaving. The others, and myself.'
Leaving?! The others...?
My world shattered. Nausea overcame me. I paled to a ghost.
'Why?' I managed to plead; my voice small.
'We can't stay anymore,' he answered simply.
No, no, no! Why was he always leaving? Why wouldn't he stay? Why couldn't I remember his name?
'I'll come with you!' I managed to demand, my eyes fierce, determined and flooded with tears.
He did not share my gaze, tearing those golden globes away. It felt as if he were tearing out a part of my soul with the act.
'You misunderstand. You can't. My world. Our world. It's not for you.'
'You. You are my world!' I screamed at him, tears falling to the ground, me, falling to the ground.
The nameless boy stared at me. Through me.
The cold returned tenfold, rippling through me in waves; matching his icy glare.
'You are not mine.'
The ice pierced through me like a blade; the frozen steel lancing my heart.
'You… can't mean that,' I managed to stutter out.
'I don't want you.'
The words replayed over and over, each word slicing me to my core.
'You… don't?'
'No. You're not good for me, Bella.'
I couldn't argue. I wasn't good enough. I'd never been good enough for the bronze haired boy with the golden eyes. I never would be.
I hung my head low. The tears froze, too; the effects of the chill had overtaken me. I was numb from the bitter cold. I felt nothing.
The trees' leaves surrounding us shook and fell, leaving desolate canopies and icicles hanging low.
There was no sun. No light. Just an eternal Winter shrouded in darkness.
'Promise me; don't do anything stupid.' His gaze was stern, careful. It felt warmer, somehow, like some of the ice had somewhat thawed. But, it didn't last, as his orbits rapidly returned to their frozen state.
'I won't,' I lied.
'In return, you won't see us again. I promise.'
My eyes widened, us? There was only him. There was no one else. No one would fill the void that he would leave.
'Can you tell me your name?' I pled; my voice as hollow as his gaze.
But it was too late. Ice continued to creep over me, slowly paralysing me and carrying me to a slow slumber.
His golden eyes faded, again. He faded, again.
My bones ached from the deep chill crawling through my body.
It was too cold; I couldn't keep my eyes open any more.
The world faded, taking the remnants of that bronze crown with it.
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Extended AN: This chapter is based on the Chapter 'The End' in New Moon by S. Meyer, and the following is a direct quote:
'You're not good for me, Bella.'