A sequel to Payphone, now with x2 as many words!
I have a beta now, so this is all you get for the moment. Impatient author is impatient.
Readability credit belongs to EdwardsFirstKiss *
Chilling fat drops crashed into Bella's window, a mixture of sleet and rain that covered every available surface in an icy sheet.
Even my unbeating heart, long since frigid and dead, was not immune to the wintry mix.
I had returned to Bella in November.
I refused to leave her side anymore, even in sleep.
Desperate to fix my mistake; it compelled me like a volatile explosion of jet fuel.
Yet things were no better now after nearly three months than when I had first set foot back into her life.
Every interaction was colored in bleak shades of grey and periwinkle.
Fear that I would leave again.
Mistrust that I didn't mean the words coming out of my mouth.
Bella tossed in bed, blankets tangling around her ankles. She still insisted I hold her into sleep every night, the only interaction between us that wasn't fraught with tension.
I knew that we would get past this hurdle. My self-sabotage and her fractured heart.
One day, when I was able to follow through on every promise. When I could finally thrust into reality the conviction that I would sooner die myself than leave Isabella Swan again.