Edward was overcome with sadness and despair. His world felt like it was crumbling around him. He had no way to describe what was going on within him. The battle raging for his soul. All he knew was that it felt as if he were in an alley and there was activity all around him. Left and right people were telling him to come with them. Saying that they knew the way. They told him that they could take his pain away and make his sorrow vanish into thin air. He was confused but then noticed something towards the end of the alley. Ahead of him was a figure. It was indiscernible but yet still familiar. In his heart he knew who it was. He couldn't see the figures face but he was certain that it was Bella. She was reaching her hand out to him, beckoning him but his feet wouldn't move.
“I love you so much, Helios. We've been through everything together and we will get through this as well. Don’t give up, baby, please. We can do anything as long as we are together,” Bella pleaded for him to come back to her.
He looked down and in his hand was his tried and true kit. How did that get here? He wondered as he turned it in his hand. It was the one he had used from the very beginning. The one he never shared. His only friend during the darkest of times. He kneeled down and opened his kit. The familiarity was comforting. He immediately took out the needle, starring at it with both longing and despair. He heard a sound and was distracted by it. He stood up and looked around trying to ascertain where the noise was coming from. That’s when he realized it was emanating from the figure ahead of him. He dropped the needle and kit and tried to focus on the figure he had determined was Bella. He suddenly found his feet moving towards her and what sounded like singing.
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