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Bella Swan

@EntangledBella

Careful what you promise, you can not take it back. -- 21+ AU/RP --

covering my face with the pillow to muffle my cursing of @EtherealEdward for making me buy that stupid suit. I was in for hell now.


my mouth and closed it quickly at the death glare from Rose. Pitching the bikini into the bag. "Happy?" I flopped back on the bed --


slapped me in the face. "Put it in the bag Bella. Edward wants you in that sexy piece. I intend to make sure this all happens." I opened --


once again that I speak to a therapist. I was too much like my dad in that matter, let me alone to my feelings. A black bit of fabric --


pushed to move further away from him. I hadn't told anyone about seeing @EtherealEdward in the park that night. They would surely press --


hadn't opened the letter he had left with the travel agency. I was afraid to. It seemed as if with each letter I was being forced and --


"And what am I?" - "Rose, you know what I mean." my voice caught as I looked towards @EtherealEdward's photo on my side table. I still --


rocked forward ever so slightly. "He wanted you to be happy sweetie. Can't you do that for him?" - "He is making me go to our spot. Alone."


for a brief instance. "Hmm?" - "Bells, snap out of it." she sighed as she sat upon the end of the bed. I felt the bed depress, my body --


"Bella, you could help. Staring at me isn't exactly productive." I blinked trying to clear the blank state of my face as Rose paused --


my dead boyfriend. The agent was all teary eyed as she explained the holiday that @EtherealEdward had prepared. I was numb. I still was. --


a surreal endeavour. I didn't want to go in, nor did I want to look like an escaped mental patient asking for an itinerary set up by --


me when I showed up on her doorstep with two tickets and @EtherealEdward's letter held in my hand. The trip down to the travel agency was --


I sat on the bed watching the swirl of an almost rabbid blonde, flit between the closet and my suitcase. Rosalie had all but slapped --


alone in the darkness. No, not alone. It just looked that way to everyone else. He was with me.


gone again @EtherealEdward had faded with that smile upon his face. The grin he would get when he had some plan that I dreaded. I stood--


"Edward don't go. I'm sorry I got mad." My words stuttered in sobs I wanted him to stay. So badly I tried to step closer, but he was --


my body. I shook with the sob that escaped at @EtherealEdward's touch. I had craved this, prayed for it. "Edward..."


More similar to watch I imagine a glimpse of a butterfly's wing sweeping touch. My eyes fell closed as I felt the rush of tears overtake--


I took a short sharp inhale, there was a sensation caressing my cheek. It was so difficult to describe, like pins and needles yet not. --


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