Pairing: Bella, Edward
Rating: T
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My throat constricts painfully as I try to stop the tears from falling.
I watch in amazement as she takes out a thermos, pouring the contents into a teapot.
This was the first time Edward and I would be out on our own. Well, the first time in a very long time, I should say. We’d been friends for years and used to hang out all the time. That is, up until I figured out that I was gay…and very much crushing on one of my best friends – him.
I was convinced that my feelings were one-sided. As far as I knew, Edward was straight. I’d never seen him with anyone, other than a couple of girls over the years – Rosalie and Bella. Rosalie was still friends with him but had since hooked up with Emmett, another of our friends. Bella and Edward were, as far as I knew at least, still going out. Continue reading
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“What the fuck? No!”
I stare, incredulous, at the spot where my bike had been chained not an hour before.
I grumble. “That’s the third fucking time this week! Assholes!”
Sighing, I grab my cell to let work know I’m running late. Again. Mike’s not happy, but there’s fuck all I can do about it.
Why did I think moving to Amsterdam was such a good idea?
Sure, I could get around easily enough, and biking’s the norm here, but, fuck! I can’t afford to keep replacing it.
“Need a ride?”
I gulp, meeting his eyes.
More than you know.
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So many memories…
I sigh, staring out the window as melancholy sweeps over me.
This is it. The last time I’ll ever be here.
It’s hard to say goodbye.
I love this apartment, the neighborhood…everything. And yet I chose to leave this all behind.
Never again will I watch from this window as he leaves for home.
Or sit and wait for him to come to me.
I startle as strong arms encircle me. He kisses just below my ear, murmuring, “Are you ready, love?”
I nod.
Yes, I’m ready to embark on our future – move into our home.
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Thanks to SorceressCirce for beta’ing.
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His thoughts make him my prey as image after image of what he wants to do to her plays in his mind.
Along with images of what he has done in the past, to other innocent women.
Without hesitance, I pounce, stifling his surprised yell with my hand as I drag him into the darkness.
I pull every last drop of blood from him before discarding the body.
Walking back up the path, the brunette passes me – fearful.
I’m dangerous, but not to her.
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I smile fondly as I recall the many nights spent here during my youth. When I had been very little, Opa Marcus would sit in the chair, with me in his lap, as he read to me before bedtime.
He gave me my love of books, a connection we shared until…
I sigh, closing my eyes as the loss hits me again.
I whisper, “I miss you, Opa.”
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