Waining Moon

Bella thought she couldn't live or continue to find joy in life without her Edward, but what if she finds friendship and love with someone who was always there, and who will never hurt her. What if she doesn't go to Italy to save Edward, what if he truly doesn't love her anymore. And she hates him.

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I do not own the characters and I give all credit to Stephenie Meyer, all Flash backs are from the book and do not accept them as my own

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1. Pain

Hello I am Bella Swan, right now I am trying to email my ex-boyfriend's sister, but just like him, she too, vanished off the face of the Earth. I wish I knew where they are but I  am just a fragile human. Oh they are vampires, and I know of their little secret. They left because at my 17 birthday party, when my ex-boyfriend's brother attacked me, because of a paper cut. So they left and my ex in a sense punched a hole in my chest. I still remember what happened as if it was yesterday, but it was three months ago. My ex Edward Cullen, was at my house when I got home from work.

-------Flash Back-------

"Come for a walk with me," he suggested in an unemotional voice, taking my hand.

 

I didn't answer. I couldn't think of a way to protest, but I instantly knew that I wanted to. I didn't like this. This is bad, this is really bad, the voice in my head trepeated again and again.

 

But he didn't wait for an answer. He pulled me along towards the east side of the yard, where the forest encroached. I followed unwillingly, trying to think through the panic. It was what I wanted, I reminded myself. The chance to talk it all through. So why was the panic choking me.

 

We'd gone only a few steps into the trees when he stopped. We were on the trail, barely--- I could still see the house. 

 

Some walk.

 

Edward leaned against a tree and starred at me, his expression unreadable.

 

"Okay, let's talk," I said. It sounded braver than it felt.

 

He took a deep breath.

 

"Bella we're leaving."

 

I took a deep breath, too. This was an acceptable option. I thought I was prepared. But I still had to ask.

 

"Why now? Another year---"

 

"Bella it's time. How much longer could we stay in Forks, after all? Carlisle can barley pass for thirty, and he's claiming thirty-three now. We'd have to start over soon regardless."

 

His answer confused me. I thought the point of leaving was to let his family have some peace. Why did we have to leave if they are going? I stared at him trying to understand what he meant. 

 

He stared back coldly.

 

With a roll of nausea, I realized I'd misunderstood.

 

"When you say we---," I whispered.

 

"I mean my family and myself." Each word separate and distant.

 

I shook my head back and forth mechanically, trying to clear it. He waited without any signs of impatience. It took a few minutes before I could speak.

 

"Okay," I said. "I'll come with you."

 

"You can't, Bella. Where we're going... it's not the right place for you."

 

"Where you are is the right place for me."
 

"I'm no good for you, Bella."

 

"Don't be ridiculous." I wanted to sound angry, but it just sounded like I was begging. "You're the very best part of my life."

 

"My world is not for you," he said grimly.

 

"What happened with Jasper--- that was nothing, Edward! Nothing!"

 

"You're right," he agreed. "It was exactly what was to be expected."

 

"You promised! In Phoenix, you promised that you would stay---"

 

"As long as that was best for you," he interrupted to correct me.

 

"No! This is about my soul, isn't it?" I shouted,  furious, the words exploding out of me--- somehow it still sounded like a plea. "Carlisle told me about that, and I don't care, Edward. I don't care! You can have my soul, I don't want it without you---it's yours already!"

 

He took a deep breath and stared, unseeingly, at the ground for a long moment. His mouth twisted the tiniest bit. When he finally looked up, his eyes were different, harder---like the liquid gold had frozen solid.

 

"Bella, I don't want you to come with me." He spoke the words slowly and precisely, his cold eyes on my face, watching as I absorbed what he was really saying.

 

"You...don't...want me?" I tried out the words, confused by the way they sounded, placed in that order.

 

"No."

 

I stared, uncomprehending, into his eyes. He stared back without apology. His eyes were like topaz---hard and clear and very deep. I felt like I could see into them for miles and miles, yet nowhere in their bottomless debts could I see a contradiction to the word he'd spoken.

 

"Well that changes thing." I was surprised by how calm and reasonable my voice sounded. It must be because I was so numb. I couldn't realize what he was telling me. It still didn't make any sense.

 

He looked away into the trees as he spoke again. "Of course, I'll always love you... in a way. But that it's time for a change. Because I'm... tired of pretending to be something I'm not, Bella. I'm not human." He looked back, and the icy planes of his perfect face were not human. "I've let this go on much too long, and I'm sorry for that."

 

"Don't." My voice was just a whisper now; awarness was beginning to seep through me, trickling like acid through my veins. "Don't do this."

He just stared at me, and I could see from his eyes that my words were far too late. He already had.

 

"You're not good for me, Bella." He turned his earlier words, and so I had no argument. How well I knew that I wasn't good enough for him.

I open my mouth to say somehting, and then close it again. He waited patiently, his face wiped clean of all emotion. I tried again.

"If... that's what you want." 

He nodded once. 

My whole body went numb. I couldn't feel anything below the neck.

-------End of Flash Back-------

 

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