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You have three unread messages. Bella sighed, and slumped forward on her seat as she ran her hand through her lanky, dark brown hair. Tony was continually emailing her about what he was doing and, more often than none, what she should be doing. His latest demand was for her to reply to him, oh and to keep smiling, to always keep smiling.
He had emailed her seven times in the last five days, but surprisingly Bella hadn't found it annoying in the least sense. she actually found it sweet and endearing that he wanted to be friends with her. she wasn't going to admit it in a 100 years, but when she saw that he'd emailed it bought a small, fleeting smile to her face. but then her thoughts became plagued by Edwa- him. him. it was always him, always him. Who bought down her short-lived happiness with a few bitter words, and bitter memories.
She hadn't replied to Tony since the first email because of a very simple reason. Everything she touched turned bad. Him, her relationships with her parents and her friends. Tony didn't need to have someone screwing up his life. she also didn't know if this was a practical joke, she hoped it was because then she wouldn't have to deal with it. since he left, her relationship with her class mates was non-existent.
She had done better that time. she had almost thought his whole name without crying. Bella realised that she hadn't though about him as much as she usually did, within the last week. as much as she hated it, she continually put herself through the pain of the relationship over and over again so she could remember their short time together. their realtionship was like that Taylor Swift song, Sad Beautiful Tragic. she loved edward so much it hurt and hoped that it was hurting him as much as it was hurting her. a sharp crystallite chime broke her out of her Edward induced crying fit, as she looked up at the screen
You have four unread messages. An conscience smile flitted to her face as she read the notification. two of those emails were from her mom and she had to reply to them soon, one was from Angela asking how she was and the other, she hoped, was from Tony.
Bella, darling.
You can't go around avoiding me forever can you? so be the bigger person and reply as i'm getting too big, always replying to myself! i wish you would talk to me. Oh, i also know you are reading this because i may or may not be right out side your house right now.
TONY