OK, so I know it's been ages and I apologize for not updating, but I really haven't had much time to write. Here is the next installment and I will add more after this. Hope you enjoy! BTW, I don't own Twilight, obviously.
Time passed dreadfully slowly. All was silent except for the ticking of the clock above the four poster bed. The world seemingly died as I sat frozen upon the silky black sheets, cool on my burning skin. I was alone. I looked to the window to see the curtains flailing lightly in a ghostly dance as if in some morbid celebration. Nature had won. Edward and I were not natural together. My previously erratic breathing had calmed as I waited for dawn anxiously, drowning now within the darkness that seemed to inflate by the minute, consuming not only the physical realm, but all the spirits, psyches, and souls of the cosmos. The night had grown malicious.
"Bella? Bella." I felt someone gently shaking me.
I fought off the trance of sleep to see Diana's concerned face hovering above me. I groaned in protest, unwilling to face anything and anyone.
"Bella, it's 2:30 in the afternoon. You might want to change out of that dress, shower perhaps? Oh your poor feet must be dying, after sleeping in those shoes." Diana's usual assertiveness was completely absent. For the first time she appeared to be shaken, disturbed perhaps.
I sat up shuddering. The cold penetrated my bones, it was almost painful.
"Oh, let me shut that window. It's freezing here." She swiftly latched up the window and gently wrapped a blanket around my icy frame. I wanted to thank her for the concern, but words seemed insufficient. No, words seemed pointless. Communication was dead. I had lost, and lost again. I shuddered, almost convulsing, violently. This time it wasn't because of the cold, but of the thought of the life I had ahead of me. The future never looked so grim and dreary.
"I'll let you get ready. There are towels and a robe in the bathroom. Let me know if you need anything at all. I ordered some lunch so it should be here soon." I had never seen Diana so uneasy, so confused, and befuddled as she left the room awkwardly.
I threw myself on the ground, digging through my suitcase. I found what I was looking for. The familiar cylindrical bottle felt smooth and comforting between my fingers. I quickly unscrewed the cap and popped three pills into my mouth. The thought of the sensation about to come relaxed me a bit. I laid down on the glossy parquet surface of the ground, still clutching the blanket to my withering body. Soon a welcomed numbness washed over me. My thoughts danced wildly in a million directions, diverging and converging, then coming together and disappearing altogether. I was left with utter emptiness that was so liberating that the sense of freedom almost overwhelmed me. I savored every second of nothingness, hoping never to come back to earth again. In my own little niche of nonexistence I was content, I was saved.
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