edward.

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            SHE’S BEEN CRYING. she’s been CRYING and he can’t HELP but wonder at the cause does she weep because of HIM? WRETCHED hands REACH, REACH, REACH for her, nearly slide against the SMOOTH expanse of her cheeks before they fall. it happens in MILLISECONDS, but enough that she must catch his PATHETIC desperation. would he be so WELCOMED? so accepted to SOOTHE her? could he do such a thing anymore? he cannot STAND to think of the obvious of COURSE he can’t. she is not HIS, could NEVER have been, and he has no JUSTIFICATION to the way he wishes to protect her from PAIN.

EDWARD CULLEN IS THAT PAIN.

i apologize for my actions. i was RUDE. you – ” he swallows thickly, SUFFERS through that tantalizing burn as she punishes him by merely EXISTING. she is decadent. you SURPRISED me. he wants, very MUCH, to come inside. takes a TENTATIVE step forward as if to do so, but awaits her ABSOLUTE permission. if she begged him to LEAVE, he would do so without THOUGHT. this was HER game, her complete CONTROL and he was WHOLLY at her mercy. are you BUSY? i’m not INTERRUPTING anything, am i? that radio SILENCE that is her mind appears as a GIFT, something to be TREASURED. he’s NEVER missed the lack of voices so much as he did when he was ALONE with bella. are you in town very LONG? it all seems so SILLY. this SMALL talk. this fragile POLITENESS between them. 

you’re asking me about the WEATHER?
yeah, i guess i am.

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       the irony is that she capitulates to him without a thought —-   wants him to dictate the situation,  wants to FALL INTO HIS HANDS.   seeing him hesitant to reach for her leaves her flustered,  but oddly pleased.  in all the angst in the air around them,  he still has the consideration to COMFORT her.  and just that idea alone soothes her.     she takes a gracious step back,  urging him – drawing him into her home.     ❛ no, no —– ❜   she begins, almost frantically,  wanting to INSIST that all her time was for him.  her being here,  FOR HIM.     ❛ i was just reading. —- wuthering heights, ❜  she admits sheepishly, with a shrug of her shoulders,      ❛  i, uh. i don’t know, ❜  she then continues to answer his question,        ❛ i came back for you. ❜      she becomes increasingly nervous,  hand cupping the back of her neck.    ❛ i was only gonna stay – if you wanted me to stay. ❜

 
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BELLA SWAN

independent and selective canon divergent twilight/tvd roleplay blog for isabella swan.
mutually exclusive, multi-verse and ship. oc, crossover, and au friendly.

❛ she defies us all. ❜

written by sam.
twenty - est.
est 07/2013, revamped 11/2015. triggers will be tagged. please read rules before interacting.

❛ life is hard. ❜

draft count: 8.
message count: 0.
starter count: 0.
plotting: open.
queued: infinite.

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