The Wrong Turn
Chapter 6
"The hole in my heart hasn't been filled. It's simply covered over. With tissue paper. It could rip at anytime. I fear it will." – Bella
As I looked at the album in my hands I thought about the future that I was sure was meant to have. The one I didn't get... the one that held Edward. When I turned the page I saw something I that definitely wasn't there before. Something I hadn't seen in a long while.
"It will be as if I never existed." Yeah, right.
I felt like screaming the house down but I didn't have the energy. I took it out and ripped it up, if it got left in there I would see it all the time and the tissue paper covering my heart would be destroyed. All the memories would come flooding back.
Too late, they just did. Damn it! I had been trying so hard to forget! I ran to the kitchen and pulled out the only knife I could find. But before I could do anything Jacob came in for his hourly fridge raid, realised what I was about to do and stopped me.
"What are you thinking?" Jacob said in a gentle voice.
"I don't know! I just want to be with him!" I told him.
"Bella, you don't want to do this."
"No Jacob, I do, I really do. I can't live anymore. Life is so unbearable all the time. Everywhere I look there's something to remind me of him. Like here at the kitchen table, he sat at this chair right here whenever he was in here."
"What about over there?" He said pointing to the armchair in the living room.
"Isn't what I'm about to say obvious? He would always sit there when Charlie felt like interrogating him on his future plans."
"That guy sure did get around..."
"Excuse me?"
"Nothing. Look, I'm gonna go back to La Push for a while, will you be ok here? Don't try anything funny again."
"Fine. I'm going to bed anyway, I've had enough."
As Jake left the house, I climbed the stairs to my room.
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