Welcome to my first ever fanfiction! I've been itching to write a story for a while now, and I've never written a fanfiction story before, so I decided to give it a shot. This particular story is about Bella and Edward (obviously, although I've seen fanfiction about other characters). They're in college at Dartmouth, both juniors. I've got an idea of where this story will go, but it's not set in stone. Even if it were, I wouldn't tell you. You'll have to read to find out! Oh, and all the characters are human. No vampires. Currently. Sorry if that's what you were looking for. Ah well. This little summary doesn't make the story sound very good, I know, but I've never been good at advertising/ summarizing, so hopefully this prologue will hook you. So fellow readers, read on, and (hopefully) enjoy.

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of the characters in it. They rightfully belong to one Stephenie Meyer. You lucky author you.

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Once Upon a Love Story

Prologue:

'How in the world had I let it come to this?' I thought to myself as I lay broken and bleeding in his arms.
"Don't go, please. You can't leave me," He pleaded as I plunged into the darkness around me.*. I didn't want to leave him. But the dark offered so much comfort and I knew it would take away the pain.

'But I have to,' I had thought I said aloud, but when he didn't respond, I realized the words lay frozen on my tongue.

"You can't! You can't! I love you!" He shouted desperately at me, I felt myself being picked up, and I struggled to open my eyes, the dark was getting closer, in the end I knew it would win, I couldn't struggle much longer. I finally got my eyes open and peered into his face and I noticed we were running. But where would we go?

"I. Love...you...more," I gasped in sporadic bursts. I had to say it, and once I did, he looked into my face once more, and that was all I needed to hold on, to fight the darkness. If not for myself, but for him.

I never was very strong, but for him, unlikely love of my life, I could move mountains.

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A/N: Thanks for reading. I know it was short, but it's a prologue. It's not supposed to be paragraphs and paragraphs long.

This is just the prologue, and if people sound interested in finding out more, I will continue it. If not…I'll probably continue it anyways, just to get the story going. But review! It's motivating.

Oh and thanks so much to my proofreader Rachita. You rule.