Author: OhMyWord PM
It didn’t take long to be consumed and I knew we couldn’t keep this up forever, but right then, I was in it. All the way. And when each moment with her was everything, how could I possibly think of all the other nothings?Rated: Fiction M - English - Hurt/Comfort/Romance - Bella & Edward - Chapters: 27 - Words: 61,374 - Reviews: 560 - Favs: 473 - Follows: 175 - Updated: 10-21-09 - Published: 04-10-09 - Status: Complete - id: 4984660
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Author's Note: New story, it's very different than usual. There are pictures for this, with any luck I'll post those and the first actual chapter (which just needs a final edit) tomorrow. Thanks in advance as always for reading.
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Prologue: Breaking the Pact
What was I going to miss?
The sky, with it's forever expanding blue, and how the air was always ripe with the scent of wine even though no one else could smell it but me. I would miss the countless rows of grapevines and the warmth present even at night. I would miss sneaking into the vineyards to read among the green of the leaves and the brown of the soil, sitting on the porch when everyone was asleep, and how the summer light turned everything a little more golden.
What was I going to miss the most? My father.
I readjusted and came back to the present.
He always looked at me like he could see straight through. "Baby, I love you so much." I stared at his eyes; I would miss that perfect shade of ice blue.
A final kiss, a little more urgent and a little more passionate than the one before it.
"I love you too." I looked down; I didn't even know how to use one, the silver weight felt alien in my hands.
"I can do it for you; I'd only be a second behind."
I looked up. "What are you going to miss the most?"
"There is nothing holding me here, nothing I want. This is freedom; this is deciding your own fate." A significant look and a cool hand on my face. "I can do it for you."
I shook my head. "No, it has to be at the same time."
Our positions changed and I felt the cool barrel on my sweating skin.
"I'll see you on the other side."
I was quiet. We stared at each other, waiting for me to be ready. My body shook. I closed my eyes and breathed in once; I felt cool fingers touch my hand.
The crack of the first shot spread and echoed for miles.
There was not a second.