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Behind the Music

Summary:
Bella's parents divorced when she was ten, and ever since she's thought it was either her fault, or they didn't care about her. Bella has been writing songs ever since the divorce. Now that bella's in high school, she's put a band to geather. She hides all her childhood pain and anger behind her lyrics. When she meets Edward will she fall for him? Will her see past her words? will everything work out in the end? Most of the songs/Poems in this story I have written my self or with the help of friends... but mostly me.


Notes:


6. Chapter 6 The meadow

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I asked Veronica to tell Vic that I was going to walk home that day. I didn't want to tell him.


I left as soon as the bell rang, kind of like Edward.


I had to get out of there, I had to clear my head. Instead of going home I went to an empty meadow. My empty meadow. Because I found it and thats how I felt.


I threw my bag down. Out of no where I had words coming again, so I sat down on my jacket and dug in my bag for my notebook and pencil again. I wrote slower this time so I could be able to read it later.


The trees standing tall around me,

the breeze flowing through the leafs,

I am alone here, regretting everything

Lost here forever,


Eternally lost in the forest,

cold dark mist floats around me,

Eternally lost in loneliness,

forever, lost in the dark of night


c)

Do you remember what you said to me?

Everything you said broken in a second,

Every perfect little word you said has gone from me forever,

now wheres the hope?

Forever lost in darkness


The beautiful things they disappear,

lost words, they've all left me,

I fear the time is drawing near,

That I, alone,I will be here


Eternally lost in the forest,

cold dark mist floats around me,

Eternally lost in loneliness,

forever, lost in the dark of night


c)

Do you remember what you said to me?

Everything you said broken in a second,

Every perfect little word you said has gone from me forever,

now wheres the hope?

Forever lost in darkness


Everything's not in control, no.

Everything's not in control

Everything's NOT IN CONTROL!


I broke my pencil at the end cause I was mad.


I started crying.


I screamed and kicked and threw stuff, and finally collapsed...


I lay on the damp ground, surrounded by the tall grass. I thought about Edward. How he read my poem-song.


How could some stupid boy I've never met make me cry? He's some stuck up rich kid! Why should I care?! I don't care...


No one had ever made me cry before that day... unless you count my parents. I still think it's my fault even though they are constantly saying it's not... but it is.


I guess this was just one of those days..


Isn't it ironic how we ignore those who adore us, adore those who ignore us, hurt those who who love us and love those who hurt us?


Some how those words had haunted me ever since the divorce. And now it had only made my crying worse.


Somehow I cried every time I found someone I liked, and I knew would never like me, or ever try to be at least friends. This was very common with me. Besides the freaks at school, and they really don't count just because they ran the school paper, and we are the only band 'worth listening to'. Or says the whole school


I closed my eyes to try to stop the tears from raining down my cheeks. I really don't think it helped any.



I must have fallen asleep because there was a rustling noise that woke me up. And it was already nearly dusk.


I stayed low in the grass in case it was some animal. It continued to move closer to me. It sounded small.


I stood fast to try to scare it.


I heard it stop.


Only It wasn't an animal.


It was Edward Cullen.