Ice Inside Your Soul
Disclaimer: I DO NOT own Twilight or any of its characters. Those belong to Stephenie Meyer. I only use them to entertain myself and those who read my fanfic.
Chapter 1: Broken
Edward took me out to the woods after the debacle at my birthday party. He stood there staring at me, his eyes void of all emotion. I stood there waiting. This couldn't be good. He never looked at me like that before. What was he thinking?
She stands there looking at me and once again I wish I could 'hear' what she was thinking. Her deep chocolate eyes full of curiosity. I had to leave her. How do I make her understand? I don't want to come across as a monster but I know this will. I love her. I will for all eternity, but I am dangerous for her. Will she understand?
I start looking around nervously as the silence grows.
"Edward, why are we out here? What is going on?" I finally ask him while I look up into his eyes. They were golden when we were at his house, now they are pitch black.
"Bella. You're not going to like this. I promise that this will be the last time you'll see us. I won't come back. I won't put you through anything like this again." He started.
I just looked at him. What was he talking about? Put me through what again? Last time I'll see him?
"Edward, what are you talking about?" Was all I got out before it hit me. "Wait, I'm ok Edward. You don't have to do this."
"I do Bella. If I don't, who knows what will happen to you. I couldn't live with myself if I caused harm to you in anyway."
"No." I said softly.
"It will be as if I never existed. We are leaving today. You won't see or hear from me or my family anymore. You need to live and we're not letting you." Was all he said as he turned and walked away.
I stood there in shock. He said 'we'. They were all leaving? Even Alice? I started to cry and dropped to the forest floor. It was starting to rain and all I could do was curl up in a ball.
I don't know how long I lay there. All I know is I was drenched and not only from the rain. Suddenly I felt strong muscular arms lifting me. The body holding me was warm. Instinctively I snuggled into it to warm my chilled skin.
"It's ok Bella." Was all my deep voiced rescuer said.
He started walking and soon I heard other voices. I heard my father's voice.
"Bella!" he said desperately.
"Chief Swan, she is ok. Cold and wet but unharmed." The deep voice said again.
"Thank you Sam." My father said as I was passed into his arms. My father wasn't as warm as the other guy but he was familiar. His scent was welcoming.
"Dad." Was all I said.
"We're going home Bella. You're safe now." He said.
I felt him walking again and noticed he was heading for his cruiser. He placed me in the passenger seat and walked around the front and climbed in the driver seat. Then he drove us home. We rode in complete silence because Charlie knew if I wanted to talk I would. We got to the house and I opened my door and climbed out on my own. I walked up the steps to the front door and entered. Then I heard Charlie walk up behind me.
I walked upstairs to my room without a word. I went to my desk and opened the drawer. In it was my photo album with all my pictures in it. I opened it. There was my father and I on the first page. I flipped it and there was Angela, Eric, Mike, Jessica and me on the next page. I turned it slowly, holding my breath. Nothing. All my pictures of the Cullen's were gone. Not a single one. I dropped it on my bed and turned on my computer. My wallpaper was gone. I checked my folders on my hard drive. Gone. They were all gone. I ran to my bed and opened the drawer in my nightstand. Gone. All my pictures and anything else the Cullen's ever gave me. GONE.
I grabbed my pillow and screamed into it. I didn't want Charlie to know what was going on.
Then I heard a soft knock on my door.
"Bella, can I come in?" my father asked.
I wiped my eyes and put my pillow back on my bed. After I did I answered him.
He opened the door and walked over to my bed. He sat down next to me and waited for me to say something.
"He left." Was all I said.
He looked over at me.
"Bella, they all left. Dr. Cullen told the hospital he was needed elsewhere and that he would take an extended leave of absence. I'm sorry honey. Do you want to talk about it?" was all he added.
"Not right now."
"Okay, Bella. When you do though just let me know."
"I will." Though I had no intentions of talking to anyone about it. Ever. He left. They left. That was that. I was empty now. A part of my soul was torn away. Alas though, life must go on. Charlie walked out of my room and back downstairs. I curled up on my bed and cried myself to sleep for the first of many nights.