Memories of Edward ran freely in my mind, spreading like a virus that would consume me.
His icey touch sending chills through me, his lips as they crushed mine, his addictive scent, that beautiful crooked smile, that infectious laugh....Each one hurt più than the last. Each time a new memory ran through me, I thought the pain could get no worse. Until the successivo memory.
I hadn't stopped crying in hysterics since the Lupi had disappeared.
I don't know how long I lay on the ground. Just wallowing. I tried to talk myself out of it a few times. Why was I doing this to Charlie again? Hadn't he been through enough? He would be frantic, I hadn't told him where I'd gone, so he wouldn't even know where to start. But these thoughts only came into my mind every now and again. più then anything, the torture was in my mind. All the things that I had managed to supress in the past months broke free now. When I hadn't registered the radio in my closet that I had gotten for my birthday. When Jacob held my hand while I got stitches and why that was ironic. Edward and I's carefree banter. My lullaby. The warmth that I felt from the embraces, despite the icey hands holding me. His piercing eyes that I could never seem to look away from. A million things that I had kept out of my memory. So many things that I hadn't thought of in so many months...
It was dark da now. I was much più aware than the last time I had been missing, curl in a ball on the forest floor...and that thought sent a new wave of torture through me. But though I knew what was happening much more, I simply didn't care at that moment.
I eventually slipped into a painful unconciousness, though I wasn't exactly sure if I was sleeping o not at that moment, because the scenery was so simular. I eventually woke to the muted light of morning. At first nothing happened. I was trying very hard not to think. But Charlie must be out of his mind with worry, I thought. What was I doing? I needed to get up.
I pushed myself up with my hands onto my feet. I was very wabbley for sitting for so long, and it took me a moent to regain my balance enough to start walking. And worrying.
What on earth was I going to tell Charlie? I could tell him the truth...of course not all of it, but the important parts, anyway. I couldn't think of anything else.
"Where have te been?!" He'd probably start out with that.
"I'm sorry dad, I need to talk to you."
"Do te have any idea how worried I was?! Where have te been all night? te couldn't pick up a phone? I had a cerca party out looking for you. AGAIN!" That would sting. Low-blow.
"Calm down dad, I'm sorry...listen. It's the bear. Only it's not a bear...it's a lupo and it's HUGE and there are five of them..." That would catch him off-guard. He wouldn't be expecting that.
"What does a orso have to do with anything?"
"I saw them, in the woods...I was hiking, and they were chasing...something...and I..fainted." That was sad. I couldn't even lie convincingly in my own thoughts.
But that would work, right? Who wouldn't faint at the sight of those things? I'd have to look like hell. Then I remembered that I'd spent the entire night on the forest floor. I'm sure that wouldn't be a problem.
I was so carried away in my thoughts, hurrying to get home, that I forgot to look at the compass. Knowing my luck I was heading the complete oposite direction to where my truck was parked.
His icey touch sending chills through me, his lips as they crushed mine, his addictive scent, that beautiful crooked smile, that infectious laugh....Each one hurt più than the last. Each time a new memory ran through me, I thought the pain could get no worse. Until the successivo memory.
I hadn't stopped crying in hysterics since the Lupi had disappeared.
I don't know how long I lay on the ground. Just wallowing. I tried to talk myself out of it a few times. Why was I doing this to Charlie again? Hadn't he been through enough? He would be frantic, I hadn't told him where I'd gone, so he wouldn't even know where to start. But these thoughts only came into my mind every now and again. più then anything, the torture was in my mind. All the things that I had managed to supress in the past months broke free now. When I hadn't registered the radio in my closet that I had gotten for my birthday. When Jacob held my hand while I got stitches and why that was ironic. Edward and I's carefree banter. My lullaby. The warmth that I felt from the embraces, despite the icey hands holding me. His piercing eyes that I could never seem to look away from. A million things that I had kept out of my memory. So many things that I hadn't thought of in so many months...
It was dark da now. I was much più aware than the last time I had been missing, curl in a ball on the forest floor...and that thought sent a new wave of torture through me. But though I knew what was happening much more, I simply didn't care at that moment.
I eventually slipped into a painful unconciousness, though I wasn't exactly sure if I was sleeping o not at that moment, because the scenery was so simular. I eventually woke to the muted light of morning. At first nothing happened. I was trying very hard not to think. But Charlie must be out of his mind with worry, I thought. What was I doing? I needed to get up.
I pushed myself up with my hands onto my feet. I was very wabbley for sitting for so long, and it took me a moent to regain my balance enough to start walking. And worrying.
What on earth was I going to tell Charlie? I could tell him the truth...of course not all of it, but the important parts, anyway. I couldn't think of anything else.
"Where have te been?!" He'd probably start out with that.
"I'm sorry dad, I need to talk to you."
"Do te have any idea how worried I was?! Where have te been all night? te couldn't pick up a phone? I had a cerca party out looking for you. AGAIN!" That would sting. Low-blow.
"Calm down dad, I'm sorry...listen. It's the bear. Only it's not a bear...it's a lupo and it's HUGE and there are five of them..." That would catch him off-guard. He wouldn't be expecting that.
"What does a orso have to do with anything?"
"I saw them, in the woods...I was hiking, and they were chasing...something...and I..fainted." That was sad. I couldn't even lie convincingly in my own thoughts.
But that would work, right? Who wouldn't faint at the sight of those things? I'd have to look like hell. Then I remembered that I'd spent the entire night on the forest floor. I'm sure that wouldn't be a problem.
I was so carried away in my thoughts, hurrying to get home, that I forgot to look at the compass. Knowing my luck I was heading the complete oposite direction to where my truck was parked.
I read the first book & i could'nt decide which team i was then i read the secondo book & i choose.......... Edward! Because Jacob promised Bella he wouldn't hurt her & he does! I think Jacob is a JERK!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
I LUV EDWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!
EDWARD IS HOTTER THAN JACOB!!!!!
JACOB IS UGLY LIKE THE REST OF THE QUILUTES!!!
I LUV EDWARD!!
EDWARD IS HOT LIKE THE GUY I LIKE!!!!!!
I=BELLA
HE=EDWARD
ON MY TWILIGHT CALENDER JACOB IS JANUARY &SAM IS AUGUST WHICH SUCKS!!!!!!!
EDWARD IS MARCH!!!!!!!!!!
I LUV EDWARD!!!!!!!!!!!!
EDWARD IS HOTTER THAN JACOB!!!!!
JACOB IS UGLY LIKE THE REST OF THE QUILUTES!!!
I LUV EDWARD!!
EDWARD IS HOT LIKE THE GUY I LIKE!!!!!!
I=BELLA
HE=EDWARD
ON MY TWILIGHT CALENDER JACOB IS JANUARY &SAM IS AUGUST WHICH SUCKS!!!!!!!
EDWARD IS MARCH!!!!!!!!!!
January 2, 2010 ·
Coming in at number 4 the infamous crash scene from Twilight, on Moviefones superiore, in alto 25 Movie Moments of the Decade.
How could anyone ever forget that scene? When I first read Twilight, and read that part, the hair was standing up on my arms and I held my breath. To actually see that on the big screen was amazing. That one scene set all future events for the Twilight Saga in place, and marked the beginning of Bella and Edward’s journey. Even though it was not exactly like the book — it was dead on in all the important aspects. I was quite pleased with how that scene turned out.
The story follows one giorno in the life of a very disturbed Edward Cullen as he goes about his giorno job. What is his giorno job? You'll fine out!
It's rated M for creepiness, language, and disturbing imagery.
Hope te give it a chance, AND let me know what te think! Thanks! :-)
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Well I created a fanfiction contest spot two months fa to acknowledge all of our fantastic writers here but unfortunatly that didn't turn out well... Now I'm going to restart that. Our first contest is done, and I was wondering about the secondo one; Last time only one person participated so this time we need more! If te are a fanfiction writers, inspired to be writer, likes Twilight, o anything! Participate in this! It is just a fun thing to do! I know kind of random but now we can bring all competition into one spot. Read Contest #1 on the club for più details on rules and prizes and everything. I'm not going to need judges right now though so please don't ask about it... o te can ask and just be on the waiting lista I'm about to create!
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