I sat on my bed trying to keep the tears at bay. The pain spasmed through me in irregular intervals. Each time the pain flared it seemed to be worse that the last. And each time I wished that could just die.
What was life worth if I had no respite from this misery?
Then ideas began to flash through my mind. Ideas of ending everything. Could I do it? Should I do it? What about Charlie and Renee? These questions and so many more swirled through my mind. Only one question gave me pause.
What would Edward think?
Thinking his name sent another pulse of pain through my body that I tried to steel myself for. Would he be upset? I promised him that I wouldn't do anything reckless or stupid, but he wasn't here. He didn't know that pain that I was facing. He didn't understand that my death was inevitable; that if I continued like this, it would only be slower and more painful. I couldn't bear to face that kind of death.
So I decided that this was the end.
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