The Twilight Twenty-Five
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Prompt: #24
Pen Name: RockRaven244
Pairing/Character(s): E/B
Rating: M
Word Count: 500

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I don't know what I'm doing here.

I move my foot, making the water ripple out around me.

The evening is warm and the sun setting behind me gives the water a soft glow.

I close my eyes and enjoy the breeze, the sound of the leaves swaying, the bugs flying around me.

I don't know what everyone is expecting to happen.

He hasn't shown up and I honestly don't think he will.

He has a life, a girlfriend, a job in the limelight, and lots of fake fucking friends that make him feel like he's living the life.

He let us go pretty easily; let me go ...

I haven't talked to him in months.

I'm starting to feel like I can move again; like I can breathe again.

But being here with everyone is fucking hard.

I can see his face in every one of them.

The memories just … there's a story laced into each of our souls and it kills me to have to see it.

Tears flood my eyes and my throat feels like it's closing.

I can't …

My head drops back and tears are falling across my temples.

Someone wraps their arms around me from behind, and I cry.

Another set of hands wraps around me from the side and I automatically reach up and hold on for dear life.

I feel someone lean against me, his head resting on top of mine, his fingers weaving through mine.

I sob.

And when I feel like I'm falling, they hold me up and tell me I'll be okay.

You're strong.

You can handle this.

We love you.

Don't leave us.

Don't leave.

And then I hear it.

Tires on gravel.

Car doors closing.

Voices carrying our way.

My body sags in defeat.

He's here … with someone.

"Jas … please," I cry.

He turns me into his chest and hugs me tight.

"Baby girl, it's just Rosie. He's here alone … Rosie picked him up."

"It's just us this weekend, Bella. No outsiders. We're gonna figure this shit out."

I look over at Ali. Tears are streaming down her cheeks also, and it makes me tear up again.

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I'm tearing everyone apart."

"No you're not," Emmett's big arm pulls me away from Jasper and he picks me up. "We're here to fix this shit, once and for all."

I lean against his chest and take a deep breath.

He walks up the path toward the house and when we get to the door he puts me down and takes my face in his hands.

"You got this, and we're here."

Tears are still streaming down my face because I'm pretty sure this is going to be bad.

I walk inside and Edward is pacing and pissed off; looks like nothing's changed.

He spins around when the door slams and his eyes are on mine.

I feel a hand on my shoulder and I wipe my face.

"I'm pregnant."