Chapter 6-
Her body is so close…
Face close to mine, back cornered against the lockers, as I try to look away from her.
She knows I can't, and she taunts me.
Her breath fans over my face and I tense.
She knows exactly what she's doing as she leans and brushes her nose against my neck.
"Do you miss me?" Love breathes.
I close my eyes, looking away.
She knows I crave it.
Crave her.
I let out whimper and I'm no longer scary Cullen
I'm utterly pathetic, boy-like Cullen.
It's what she does to me.
She turns me into a complete mess.
"No…" I sigh, still not looking at her.
"I know you do… You love the way I look at you. You love everything I do to you." Love is satisfied, with her cruel taunting tone.
I have to show her.
Show her that she's not in control.
But, she knows she is.
She controls every aspect of my being.
She breathes, I inhale.
She's sad, I'm miserable.
She cannot do this anymore. It has to stop.
I have to make it stop.
"You mean nothing." Cruel words slip from my mouth.
My mask set in place.
I show no emotion.
Her eyes widen, shock engulfing them.
Then they narrow, and I know she's seen right through me.
She knows me.
I am hers, and she knows me like I know every curve of her face.
Undeniable, and unmistakable.
She laughs, soft, charm-like.
"Oh Edward…my darling boy." Her hand in my hair, playing with the strands.
She knew how much I liked that.
"Stop…please stop…" I plead, begging her to stop.
Stop taunting me.
Stop looking at me.
Stop making me want her.
Stop haunting me.
"I can't Bella. Leave me alone."
I try to sound serious, I fail.
"You love me…" Love trails off, I open my eyes.
I look into hers, and all I see is delight, satisfaction.
She stares at me like I'm the ultimate prize.
She loves to cause pain.
She inflicts it over and over again and I can't take it anymore.
I push her off, softly but forceful enough to get her off me.
She's no longer touching me, and she just stares.
Love stares, calculating the next move.
There won't be one.
I breathe in and exhale.
"All you do is cause pain… I am not your puppet. I'm a person. I have feelings."
Giggles erupting from her mouth, I cringe.
"I love you. I loved you enough to let you get away with it all. I loved you enough to endure the constant torture. I love you enough to continue to do what you do to me."
She's staring now. Mouth parted, breathing evenly.
"I love you so much I rejoice when you look my way. With your hard, cold, loveless gazes. I love you so much I feel like I'm dying without you."
She takes a step backward, eye brow arching. Confusion on her lovely face.
"I love you so much. I love you but I don't need you. I Do not need you. And I most definitely know you don't need me."
Her eyes shut.
"So leave me alone. Isabella, let me live." I whisper, hoping for a small fraction of a second that she says no.
She says nothing.
She smiles, a cold, full smile.
Turns, and walks away.
Leaving me yearning, and hoping.
I have yet to learn that hope is the worst thing one can have.
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Love -Catherine