I am a bad person. No, that doesn't exactly cover it... I am the worst writer ever, and apparently have no sense of deadline. I apologise, a million times.

Oh-- an explanation. I'm doing another mini-series, because I was listening to the song, 'Breakeven' by The Script, and realised how perfect the lyrics were. So I wrote a sort of interpretation for each line. Italics is Bella, Bold is Edward. The lyrics are divided over eight drabbles. Enjoy!

Date: 27th October

Character: Edward/Bella

Stimulus Word: Breakeven i

I'm still alive but I'm barely breathing.

I can't breathe. I haven't had a good lungful of air in so long. It's a crippling thing, this hole. Even at the thought, the thing sent a wave of pain crashing over my body. I wrapped my arms around my torso, pulling my legs up so that I was curled up. I was beyond tears.

Just prayed to a god that I don't believe in

"Please… Please, keep her safe. Make this worthwhile." Though I know I was the most dangerous thing in her world (I am careful not to say, or even think the word—it is too excruciatingly painful.), I know her. I know that she is a magnet for all types of trouble. (She did manage to involve herself with the vampires, of all people) And I know that she is dreadfully stubborn.

"Please, keep her safe… Have my soul, but keep hers… it's too precious to lose…"

Cos I got time while he got freedom

Time stretches. I lose track of it all. He left to give my freedom, and I am more trapped than ever. He is free, and I am broken.

Cos when a heart breaks no it don't break even

She will forget, someday. Sooner rather than later, I hope. But my heart is broken. Shattered beyond repair—and it was I who left her.