Midnight Dust
Chapter six: Parting is Such Sweet Sorrow
Edward's POV
I couldn't think. I couldn't focus. The only thing I could feel was pure unadulterated anger and self hatred. How could I lose control like that? I had hurt her, I had been about to sink my teeth into her fragile, beautiful neck, and on top of all that I had just left her, scared and alone. I slammed my fists into a forty foot oak tree causing it to crack and fall with a loud bang, I clawed at the skin on my face, and unfortunately it caused no lasting damage. I numbly grabbed my phone from my pocket and dialed Alice, had she seen this coming? I would kill her if she had.
"Edward," her voice was panicked as she answered "the Volturi." That was all the warning I needed. Everything else could be sorted out later. The small phone dropped from my hand as I began running back to Bella. By the time it hit the ground I was nowhere in sight.
Bella's POV
He'd left me again. It was the only thought left in my mind and it was playing on a loop. I was completely numb as I mechanically got dressed. Stiff. Cold. Unfeeling. I didn't so much ignore the slight throbbing of pain between my thighs as didn't feel it. I grabbed Edward's discarded button up shirt and put that on over mine…it was cold. I felt that much. Then reality, unable to be ignored for long, hit me full force. He's gone. He's left me again in the middle of the forest, at midnight and naked! My body shook with my sobs, I then began to hyperventilate.
"Dear Bella," a strange whispery voice crooned in my ear, "don't cry." I felt a cold presence knelling closely beside me. I knew that voice; it's the one that's haunted my dreams since Italy. I slowly looked up at the vampire called Aro. Just like last time he was wearing a long black cloak and his milky scarlet eyes pierced into mine. Shockingly I wasn't afraid.
No, I was too far gone for fear. Without Edward I simply didn't care. I just existed as pain. Edward had everything else, everything worth having was his.
"Sweet Bella." he crooned again in what he obviously thought was a convincing voice. "Come with me." I was mustering the remnants of my enthusiasm in order to refuse when he added coaxingly, "I can take the pain away." He smiled triumphantly and put his pale hand out to me, certain of my acceptance. Slowly I reached out and took it. I wanted the pain to go away. To be numb and unfeeling. A zombie again.
Besides, what was the worst he could do? Kill me?
"Thank you." I told him indifferently in a cold emotionless monotone. I could hear how strange my voice sounded but I didn't care.
"Ah Bella my dear" he sighed in delight "don't thank me I should be thanking you."
Yes, death would most definitely be a blessed relief.
Do your worst Aro.
It can't be any more terrible than what he has done to me.
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Beta and re-worded by: Phantom-writer3739 [Awesome-est Beta ever]
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A/N: So there you go the final version of Midnight Dust, re worded and edited in all its glory. Thank you ALL reviewers I want everyone to know that yes I have read every single review and they all make me very flattered. Phantom-writer3739 gets a big amount of kudos, thank you oh-so-much! For info on the possible sequel "Forgotten Lust" go to my profile.