The Twilight Twenty-Five is basically, a writing challenge where we were given 25 prompts and have to write 25 one-shots or drabbles.
There will be no connection between the one-shots and drabbles. The ratings, pairings and genres are different for each piece.
Here's the first one.
The Twilight Twenty-Five
Pen name: Cass189
Her walls were back up again…
It was always like this. Once we were done with the sex, or love making as I would like her to think of it for at least once, I could no longer reach her.
She cleverly hid herself behind a carefully constructed façade of happiness and belonging but I knew better.
I knew better because when we were together like we had just been, she let me see the true Bella.
In those moments she belonged to me, only me and no one else, and I could see it in her eyes what she longed for. I could see she loved me too and that she wanted to stay here with me even though she never would.
The moments spent with me in my bed were her only vulnerable, weak ones and as soon as we were over, she closer herself up to me. She wouldn't even let me touch her or hold her against my chest once more.
I used to often wonder why she acted that way until I realized it was for fear.
She couldn't give herself to me when there was somebody else. Somebody who didn't deserve her but who she couldn't leave.
The thought of her going back to him always left me with a sour taste in my mouth but I could never deny her those moments of escape from the façade, from the lie, she was living.
Over and over again I found myself going back to her, even though it broke me once I was alone, because the heated moments in which we were tangled in each other, in which I didn't know where I ended and she began were all we truly had.
Her walls were back up again and she would go on pretending she was happy. I would go on pretending I agreed with her decisions.
She would go back to him…
Link for the challenge on my profile.
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