Hello Readers! This will be a collection of random oneshots. Some of them will be canon, others might be from my other story I Found. If you have any requests, please PM me and let me know! I really wanted to do all my Twilight oneshots in a single location. I tend to write short chapters, but will also at times write longer ones. Not all of these will have a complete story line, sometimes I just want to get inside their heads.
For this oneShot: In my opinion, Bella and Edward were in a highly toxic relationship. Personally, I can't stand Bella's character period. I enjoy what other fanfic authors have done with her character. Regardless, this line always got me. It's just so tragic.
Anyways, hope you guys enjoy!
Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight.
"It never made sense why you loved me. I always knew that."
-Bella Swan
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Edward Cullen was perfection personified.
He was enigmatic, mysterious and sexiness all wrapped in this tall, pearly white, golden eyes, puckered lips and a sculpted figure.
I'm plain, predictable, and boring all wrapped in slightly crooked teeth, mousy brown hair, muddy brown eyes and a bony frame.
He is perfection, while I am littered with mistakes.
His smile dazzles everyone.
My smile is awkward, less inviting.
His strength is incredible, while I'm only weak.
He is fire, ice and beauty, a piece of art.
I am fragile, flighty, and plain, just another human.
Edward Cullen always knew the best for me.
He always put my safety first, prioritized my well being. He took my fragile body and treated it with great care, even if I didn't agree, even if I told him no.
He was always wise, responsible, and careful, years of life already lived.
I was always too reckless, too selfish, too immature, just too everything.
His struggles were tragic.
Mine are inconsequential.
Edward Cullen knew my heart more than I did.
His love is pure, respect and sweetness.
I always push for more.
I was like a child that needed to be guided, instructed and molded.
Edward took that plain lump that was Bella Swan, and he made something beautiful out of it.
He made me think twice about my desires, think twice about my actions, think twice about disagreeing with him. I became something new, something different.
He made me realize that sex was only sacred in marriage, and that my sexual desires were uncouth and unbecoming.
Edward Cullen was too good for me.
He was selfless.
I am selfish.
He was my world.
I was a distraction.
He pushed me to become better.
To become different.
Until one day.
One day I looked in the mirror.
My brown, muddy eyes stared back at me. Blank and lifeless.
Edward Cullen took every piece of Isabella Swan and turned her into something altogether different.
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I don't recognize myself anymore.
Hope you guys enjoyed this one. It's short and to the point.
Please let me know what you think!