A/N: The third one, enjoy. Requested by morlockiness.
Title: can't mend something that's not there
Pairing: Edward/Esme
Prompt: fragile, broken things
Words: 277 words
Disclaimer: The Twilight series and its characters belong to Stephanie Meyer; I only borrow them for this non-profit work. I get practically NOTHING out of doing this except my own enjoyment and hopefully that of others.
. can't mend something that's not there .
Hearts are very fragile things, and they break so very easily. In fact, breaking one doesn't take very much effort.
Edward's heart is like their home now, gone are happy times and music filling the halls. Now the windows are shattered, lying in pieces on the floor which now has holes in it.
Glass is like a heart, so very fragile.
She's watched, and she knows, that Edward has always been the most fragile of their former family; not Jasper. She knew that Edward could be broken oh so easily, and she knows that Edward knows she knows.
It still doesn't explain why she's here.
But then, suddenly, there's violence, there's tearing, there's moans. Esme offers an outlet to Edward, an outlet for all the pain, heartache, and betrayal he feels. An outlet for him to release everything that he has kept pent up for so long.
They both know it's wrong, that it's not right; that this won't repair the broken mess that is Edward's heart. But the solace that Esme is offering in such a wanton way is just what he needs to forget for a moment that his heart is lying in pieces on the floor.
The floor is cold, hard, but neither notices. All they focus on is the hands that are forcefully, it would be painful if either could feel, roaming over the uncovered skin, eliciting devious responses. The mouths that crash together in a grotesque mock of affection. This isn't love-making, this is sex at its most primal, basic form.
Edward is striving to forget, Esme is striving to help him move on.
But, in the end, it doesn't really do anything but set Edward back a step or two.
FIN.