this was actually for a contest on the dA. XD
“Emergency”
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“Cause I’ve seen love die, way to many times.
When it deserves to be alive …” –
“Emergency” by Paramore.
My dearest Bella;
If you are reading this, I’m sorry. So deeply sorry, that I can’t even begin to spill out the words onto this paper, let alone to your beautiful face.
You’re probably angry with me – I cannot blame you. If by that twist of fate, we ever meet again, and you’re not willing to accept me, I can move on with that. Now, to give you an even more reason to be angry with me …
I lied.
I lied so deeply that night; when I said I didn’t love you, I didn’t want you. It was all a lie, a lie that I felt would get you to living back a normal life. So you could move on, get over me, have kids, have a happy life …
If I could figure out some way to put this all onto my paper; my heart which still belongs to you for as long as you’ll accept it, I would spill out everything. For now, I’m jumbled up with words and figuring out what to say into this.
This is short, I know. I have to make it quick – we’re packing up right now as I write this all onto paper.
If you can ever forgive me, please, remember, my Bella.
I love you.
- Edward.
I reread the letter carefully. It pained me; it pained me so much to have to do this. But she simply had to know! She simply had to know the truth … I believe that she’ll believe it. I’ve become accustom to lying over the past 100 years, it came out like it was something I truly meant. Oh, how the pain in my unbeating heart was reaching through the roof.
I stood up, dusted off what was on my jeans, and ran my fingers through my hair, sighing. This was very complex, I knew that for sure. With the blink of an eye, too fast, I ran off towards Bella’s house. After I reached the outer border of my house, I slowed to a pace that was slightly fast for humans. I knew exactly why I was avoiding this – I didn’t want to see her face. I looked down at my watch, which read the horrible time of 10.57. Almost eleven at night. If I knew my Bella, she would probably be upstairs, trying to get to sleep. I smiled at the thought of her sleep talking, but quickly turned the smile to a frown at the pain I caused her.
Giving in, I returned back to my vampire speed, making it to Bella’s house roughly around 11 o’clock. If my undead heart could be, I’m sure that it’d be about ready to jump out. I was afraid, that much I could admit. Carefully, I slid up to her window, shocked that it was open, only to see something I didn’t expect.
And that was simply nothing.
Nobody was in her room, and nobody had been in her room since the morning. I remember it exactly the way she left it this morning. Nothing had been touched, moved … It was all so shocking. I sighed in relief, for fear of facing my depressed angel. But depression lingered over me, for I wanted to see her smiling, flushed face just once more. My luck, or possibly karma, wasn’t going along with me.
Quickly, at a decent human past – still slightly fast for them – I placed the letter under the loose floorboard, among with a few other things, which mostly were pictures. While Bella was aware of the loose floorboard, I wasn’t sure if she’d give the thought to check under the floorboard. After doing so, I sat down on her bed, inhaling her toxic smell. It was alluring, something I had so foolishly given up. All I could tell myself, time and time again, was that it was for her own good.
Suddenly, my silence and sense of Bella’s smell was broken off to the loud, familiar, chorus of “What I’ve Done” by Linkin Park. I knew that all to well, it clearly stated that I had an incoming phone call.
“Hello?” I asked into the phone.
“I think we have an emergency …” The fear in her voice alone was terrifying, but the words that left her mouth left me breathless – not that I needed to breathe. Something was obviously wrong, and I had that odd feeling in the pit of my stomach that signaled what it was.
“I just got a call from Carlisle. It’s Bella … She’s in the ER; critical condition …”
The phone dropped to the floor, the sound of it clashing down could be heard loudly though my vampire senses. Slowly, I felt my world spin, one of those annoying pains that wouldn’t leave me alone, like everything was crashing down and I couldn’t do anything to stop it. Time itself seemed to freeze …
- End –
*gets shot and murdered* XD
~*~Addicted to Edward Cullen ~*~
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