If It Were Only That Easy Chapter 2, a twilight fanfic

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Only one thing left to do-

Seth- What?

Me- I own Seth, but not twilight.

Seth- YOU DO NOT OWN ME!

me- Sigh, there's always next chapter...

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If It Were Only That Easy...

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I ran as fast as I could, trying to finding the lobby, ignoring all the weird looks people kept giving me as I sprinted through the halls and booths. The tile felt like it wasn't even touching my feet I was running so fast. I just wanted to see her. I wanted to hear her...I couldn't stand that feeling. In the pit of my stomach, an ache was forming, and the ache grew. It grew until my chest was burning, as if I was on fire. Invisable fire, since there was nothing there. The imprint pull, was the pull I had been yearning, the one I was waiting for, that pull, was now making me feel so broken, and yet so wonderful at the same time. I just had to see her.

So I followed the pull, toward the concert doors, I was hearing screams, and I could even hear her voice. I smiled, as I pushed the doors open, and walked down the aisles until I reached row E. I looked through the seats, and found Embry, who was raising an eyebrow at me. I made my way through the line, until I found my empty seat, and plopped down, smiling like the dork I am. I began thinking of her, and my smile grew.

"Seth? What's going on?" I gave a dazed look to the stage, and let my head fall back, smiling.

It took him about three seconds until-

"YOU IMPR-" I clapped a hand over his mouth. His eyes were wide, and I waited for a second, before letting go of his mouth, slowly nodding, and rolling my eyes. Only Embry, as Jacob would say. Since we were at a concert, I looked around and made sure no one had heard what Embry said. Luckily, no one noticed, since they were too focused on the stage. Right after I let go of Embry's mouth, he bombarded me with questions.

"On who man? Is she hot? Did you get her number? What's her name? Does she have a sister? Dude tell me!" He rushed out, juming up and down in his seat, causing me to burst out laughing. He looked like a six year old that just got a new puppy. Although it did make me a bit angry that anyone would think of Kristen as hot. She's beautiful, and not to mention that she will be mine. I hope anyway...

"Kristen Greene. She's beautiful. No I didn't get her number. She doesn't have a sister." I kept smiling like a damn fool. His face was priceless. It was a mix between jealousy, hapiness, shock, and a bit of pain. Probably because he and Leah were left.

We talked a while more, about my plans, until I heard a voice over the speakers. An angel's voice. My angel's voice. I turned to the stage, grinning.

She was wearing the samething as before, except, her tutu was yellow now. Still neon. Her hair was more spiky, and her makeup was defined with black. She was gorgeous.

"Helloooo Seattle! How are we doing tonight?!" Kristen screamed through the mic. This was followed by many cheers and clapping. She smiled, calmly. I grinned, and sighed like the girl I was.

She got her guitarists out on stage. Then the drummer came out, and the two backups. They all had the same theme. The two backups had purple and hot pink skinny jeans, with black lacy tank tops, both wearing small black heeled shoes. The drummer and the two guitarists were wearing dark jeans, and one had a dar-ish neon blue shirt, and the other guitarist had and orange one. The drummer had a green muscle shirt. They all wore worn out converse like Kris.

"This is called, the only exception." She opened her beautiful pink lips and began singing.

When I was younger
I saw my daddy cry
And curse at the wind
He broke his own heart
And I watched
As he tried to reassemble it

And my momma swore that
She would never let herself forget
And that was the day that I promised
I'd never sing of love
If it does not exist

But darling,
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

Maybe I know, somewhere
Deep in my soul
That love never lasts
And we've got to find other ways
To make it alone
Keep a straight face

And I've always lived like this
Keeping a comfortable, distance
And up until now
I had sworn to myself that I'm
Content with loneliness

Because none of it was ever worth the risk

Well, You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

I've got a tight grip on reality
But I can't
Let go of what's in front of me here
I know you're leaving
In the morning, when you wake up
Leave me with some kind of proof it's not a dream

Ohh---

You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception
You, are, the only exception

And I'm on my way to believing
Oh, And I'm on my way to believing

The only exception...she swung around at the last part, as she looked down thoughtfully. Her eyes trained to the floor. Kriss had a small smile tugging at the corners of her mouth, her lips parted slightly. The crowd screamed, and me and Embry had to cover our ears, but we screamed too.

"The next song is dedicated to my childhood friend, Leah. Who I miss dearly. I love you!" I froze in my place, thinking. I turned my head a fraction, and he was staring at me. We both stared at each other for a moment.

'You don't think that's our Leah, do you?" Embry asked. I shrugged thoughtfully, shocked...

Off with your head
Dance 'til you're dead
Heads will roll, Heads will roll.
Heads will roll On the floor

Glitter on the west streets
Silver over everything
The rivers all wet
You're all chrome

Dripping with alchemy
Shiver stop shivering
The glitter's all wet
You're all chrome

The men cry out the girls cry out
The men cry out the girls cry out
The men cry out, oh no

Off with your head
Dance 'til you're dead
Heads will roll, Heads will roll
Heads will roll On the floor

You can last
Take the past
Shut your eyes
Realize

Glitter on the west streets
Silver over everything
The glitter's all wet
You're all chrome
You're all chrome

Oh oh

Off off off with your head
Dance dance dance 'til you're dead
Off off off with your head
Dance dance dance 'til you're dead
Off off off with your head
Dance dance dance 'til you're dead

The song got her doing weird, hilarious dances, and making us all laugh. Everyone was up, dancing through the whole song. She looked so carefree, and beautiful. She had a wonderful smile on her pale, creamy skin. Her eyes glowed with excitement. I loved that look. I hoped that she would smile like that for me one day. The thought, just made me smile.

"This is a song." Kriss paused, while the brought out a key board for her, and she sat on a small bench behind it. "about my past." she finished, as she began playing a haunting melody. This song was heart breaking. The way she concentrated so hard on the keys in front of her made her look like she was trying not to cry. I just wanted to comfort her. She looked pained, as she began singing. Ever so slowly.

Playground school bell rings again
Rain clouds come to play again
Has no one told you she's not breathing?
Hello I'm your mind giving you someone to talk to
Hello

If I smile and don't believe
Soon I know I'll wake from this dream
Don't try to fix me, I'm not broken
Hello I am the lie living for you so you can hide
Don't cry

Suddenly I know I'm not sleeping
Hello I'm still here
All that's left of yesterday

She continued playing, and haunting the whole room with the lullaby. She finally hit the last chord, and everyone went crazy. Embry did too. He was whistling, and clapping, and cheering.

But me, nothing. I just stood there. While everyone screamed and clapped, I stood completely ridget at Embry's side

Kristen was crying. Crying. My imprint was crying.

I stood there, and wished I could go up and comfort her, and she would stay in my arms and thank me...like a dream.

If it were only that easy...

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