My eyes seem to be glued to his locked while I pray for them to open.

"Don't go," I whimper crying. "Don't go...don't leave me," I touch my forehead in his; crying and hugging him tightly, offering him the least warmth I have still in me. "Don't leave me too, I can't bear it...please," My cries stop as I hear a loud sound and sit up.

My eyes snap open. My room is covered in darkness; nobody is here. My body is covered in sweat as it waggles in my bed. I continue shaking, feeling the cold of my nightmare follow me in my room. My pillow is wet for the tears and the sheets are thrown in the side forming a big ball. I feel tears still streaming down and I know I won't sleep. I won't bear to see his lifeless body again, his blank eyes lacking their glow.

I head to my next class feeling my lashes closing at the lack yet need of sleep. I yawn pushing my legs to move and wishing I could make it to the class. My eyes scan the corridors while I walk catching a few stares and whispers as I pass them. A pair of eyes connect with my own and I freeze in my tracks.

His shoulders are firm as well as his figure that was towering mine. His fists are clenched at his sides when his lips are pressed into a thick line. His scowl troubles his brow while his eyes are stuck in mine. I feel cold and terror running down my spine, halting me. For some moments, I lose track of time recalling the last time he neared me. And now, I'm all alone without an angel or a demon to protect me.

My fighting skills are terrible given the fact, I never really had to fight anyone. I was that type of girl that preferred to talk instead of fight, that was my strategy. When Edward is concerned though; words will be lost in the whistle of air; useless. I return the opposite way not really knowing where I'm heading.

The glitter of blonde hair offers me a gush of utter relief that puts my body and mind to rest. I get closer to him as I study his blonde hair that always shine under the strong sun that creeps in through the row of glass window that is in our right side; covering the whole wall of the corridor.

He shuts his locker loudly, not caring who hears him, and stops when his eyes land in mine; blue ocean eyes.

"What's going on?" He asks before a frown marries his face.

"Nothing, why does it have to be something wrong?"

"You seem scared," He replies and I get this pain in my stomach again. He knows me a bit too well. "And you wouldn't have come close to me, if it weren't,"

"That's not true," I state. "We have been talking,"

"Since that night how many times exactly did we talk because you came to me?" He questions a bit furiously; raising his eyebrows and piercing his blue eyes in my green ones.

"I-I don't know," I murmur trying to think.

"None," He snaps and I feel the anger built up inside of me. I remember my dream; his words that I won't believe whatever he claims. Maybe he was right. However, he has no right to act like that to me, after all he did to me.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't want to talk to the person who acted like he was in love with me in order to use me and I don't believe him when he says he really wants me back. I'm so sorry, I guess I'm the one with trust issues here, you're a perfect and decent guy." I exclaim sadistic. He shakes his head trying to let his go but fails.

"You know what, that's enough with this shit! Every time we talk, you fucking bring this up."

"Don't you dare put this on me," I hiss.

"I didn't put this on you, you put this you!"

"It's not my fault you destroyed everything we had and for sure, you don't get to act like this!"

"Like what? Being fucking understanding? Constantly giving you time? Being more patient than ever waiting for you to decide?"

"You are not..." I stop comprehending the pointless conversation. "I'm done," I snap.

"Yeah, so am I," He cries and putting his back over his shoulder before taking off.

"Does that mean we are done?" I shout making him stop. The corridor that was previously bustled with running bodies; is empty. The sun graces his hair as he turns around. His eyes burn mine as I feel the irritation fighting with anticipation.

"Aren't we already?" He growls with fire blazing his blue eyes making them glisten. I see the reflection of the sunlight in them as silence covers the atmosphere. Everything stops its movement; time stretches causing the moment to last for a little more before it gets lost in eternity. Before we get lost and disappear from each other's lives.

I turn my back and force myself to move. My heart sinks in my chest while the fear and sorrow overcome my shattered, in million pieces, soul.

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