AN: Time for me to cry and run away. Beta'd by sushibrat.
SM owns it.
Music: The Fray-Be the One.
"I wanted a perfect ending. Now I've learned, the hard way, that some poems don't rhyme, and some stories don't have a clear beginning, middle, and end. Life is about not knowing, having to change, taking the moment and making the best of it, without knowing what's going to happen next. Delicious Ambiguity."
A Delicate Line
They all stood, hand in hand, atop a beautiful hill bathed in the Texas sunlight.
None of them cared about the effect it had on their skin. No one cared if they were exposed. Everything else had been tainted and ruined, but not this day.
This day was for them.
Just under a weeping willow was a the body of someone they loved, someone cherished, and deeply missed, covered in dirt and beautifully chosen clothing.
There were flowers laid across the grave and sorrowful words spoken. They begged to be able to shed tears, just one, enough to let them know this was real. They needed that, but alas, it was just another thing unattainable by this life. A cruel joke thrust upon them.
It was hard for them. The tragedy, as it were, was whispered for miles from the mouths of their kind.
People had come to their house, traveling miles, just to pay their respects. They trickled in and they trickled out. Each of them promising not to harbor the persons' responsible.
It wouldn't matter if they did, Jasper would kill them, all of them, if that's what it took.
He was silent most of the time. A dangerous smile and sad eyes, his demon was resting and he himself was left to grieve. He couldn't understand the cosmic joke played on them and he didn't pretend to either.
He held onto what he loved and watched the happy couples as they held theirs as well.
His emotions were uncontrollable, but he wasn't leaving. He wanted them all to feel this with him, to feel everything about her. While his demon wanted him to punish them all for this, he just wanted them to feel it.
He would do anything for, Bella. All of them would. They'd lay down their lives to make sure justice was seen.
While vengeance left a bitter taste in Carlisle's mouth, his wife wept and howled at the funeral. Her undead heart was broken over another loss. She couldn't understand why anyone would do this to a person who meant so much, and to a soul whose life was cut too short.
"How could they?" she asked herself over and over. She could find no tangible reason, nothing that made sense.
Jasper ignored her, along with her other children. After all, in their minds, had she stood up to her son and her husband, all of this could have been avoided.
Her own punishment would outshine theirs toward her. They would never know the grief that struck her, or the pain in her chest, nor would they know the depths of resentment she held for a man she'd loved all her vampire life, or the hatred for a son she once cherished.
Each one of them mourned. They laid a white rose on top of the dirt mound, kissed their palms and pressed it firmly in. Hand prints scattered on the grave. Each of them showing their love for the person they barely even knew.
It was a small funeral, but a beautiful one, and no one could take the day away. This was their time, and it would always be their spot.
When the small crowd cleared, there were only two left standing.
The sun cast shadows across them as it began setting, blues and pinks, with puffy clouds and the sound of chirping birds.
They were singing for her or maybe only weeping. Their song filled the air and made it heavy, but they stayed.
A life was cut short, and they had no choice but to keep on living.
"How do you keep on living when you've lost someone you love?"
I want to thank ALL of you. Readers, reviewers, people who stuck with me and pushed me to complete this. This story is ya'lls. You mean the world to me and it's because of you and my betabestie sushibrat, that this fic is done.
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I have a few outtakes for this story. I'll tack them onto the end. I would love to get your ideas for one if you have any. As for this story, this is it. Short and sweet ending. I'm leaving it up to you, my readers, as to who lived and who died.
I'd love to hear from you all. Tell me what you thought, what you took away from this story, or how it made you feel. I'll love them all.
Again, thank you so much guys, and I hoped you enjoyed this ride.