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Sunset of Hearts

Summary:
As the sun sets, it is the ending of a life. Sure, lives end every day, and new ones begin. But on this twilight, the sun was setting on the most important life in my world. But, it was also dawning on a new life as well. The only catch was, those two lives were both the same. What if Bella had come to Forks, and Edward and his family were human? What if they were like every other family? But, what if they were unfortunately pulled into a dark situation, that was to transform them into the thing of their nightmares, and inconsequentially, something darker than they had ever dreamed of? And what if Bella was the one to keep Edward going through all of this? Basically, what if Edward and his family were human in Forks? (Were being the key word.)


Notes:
Okay, I know that, if you read my previously completed story, Daylight, I promised an entirely different story. But, I felt a different inspiration to write this one. So, here it is.


19. Chapter 19: The End!

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Chapter 18

BELLA

When my alarm clock went off in the morning, I almost didn’t get up. Why should I? There was nothing to hope for anymore. I’d gotten up before with the hope that maybe he might come back, but now he was back. And I was stupid and sent him away. Stupid, stupid, stupid.

I slammed my palm down on the snooze button and rolled onto my back. I stared up at the cracked ceiling and thought about how much I’d messed up my life. All these opportunities, I had and given up. Like now, I’d been waiting ten years to see him again, and I told him to leave me alone! And now I felt more alone then ever before.

The phone rang, sending me jumping to my feet and running into the kitchen to answer it. The caller ID told me it was Renee calling from Jacksonville. I wasn’t sure if I wanted to talk to her or not. Sighing, I picked up the phone.

“Hello?” My voice sounded tired.

“Bella? What’s wrong?”

“Nothing, I just woke up.”

“Oh. Well, guess what?”

“What?” I sighed.

“Phil got another job offer! Guess where!”

“Where?”

“The Orioles!”

“In Baltimore?”

“Yeah! They said he’s good enough for major league!”

“Wow, that’s great Mom.” Even though I couldn’t care less what Phil did.

“So we’re going to move up there in March so they can train him,” she continued.

“That’s great.”

She babbled on for fifteen more minutes, talking about Baltimore City and restaurants and the Orioles stadium and things like that, while I paid no particular attention. I flipped through the newspaper idly, looking at the classifieds.

I thought about how lucky she was. Able to just start over somewhere new – get away from all the problems. Just start over. Maybe that’s what I needed – a new start. I could just pick up and move, start over in a new city – create a new life. Yeah, that’s it.

“Well, we’ve gotta get packing, so I’ll talk to you later, honey! I love you!”

“Love you, too, Mom. Bye.”

“Bye!”

As soon as I hung up the phone, I opened my laptop. A few clicks later I was browsing through the listings for the sunniest cities in America, deciding which sounded the best. The first that came up was Yuma, Arizona. I’d been there once; it was sunny, warm, and beautiful. It was also perfect.

Without realizing what I was doing, I left my apartment without locking my front door. I went around to the back, where the oversized dumpster stood against the brick wall. I knew what I was looking for, and, seeing as someone had just moved in two floors up, there were bound to be plenty of them. Unless they still had them.

But, lo and behold, there they were, propped up against the chipped metal dumpster. There were at least twenty or thirty – apparently the wife collected antiques – all written over with sharpie and handling instructions. I grabbed as many as I could hold in my arms and made my way back to my apartment.

“Hey, neighbor!” My new neighbors greeted me from one story up.

“Hello,” I said so quietly I wasn’t sure they heard.

“Oh, you found our boxes! Using them for something?”

“Yeah, I am.”

“Well, we have a few more up here if you want them – we really need to get rid of them.” The woman laughed nervously.

“Sure. That’d be great.”

“What are you doing, moving out?”

“Yeah, I am actually.” And then I smiled a real smile for the first time in what seemed like ages.

THE END

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