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Oneshot: Free of shackles

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TITLE: When I Lived

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Andom : Twilight

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Airing: Canon + Edward Cullen / OC

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ENRE : Romance, Drama

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ATING : P-16


S STATUS: In progress ~*~*~*~*~*~

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"You can not catch me!" Laughing, she ran across the pasture, her yellow silk scarf danced on the upswing of their movements. The dry grasses and colorful wildflowers it ranged far beyond the Ankle-tickling and with every step her bare calves.

"Oh, sure yet," he called after her and he actually threw in a few seconds his arms around her body.

"No, you scoundrel," cried she, and pressed against his chest. "It shows lack of manners, to win a lady does not leave," "By the Almighty! But of course, my manners! How can I leave out of account only once again, "Grinning, he leaned forward to kiss the lady of his heart, the lips, but she squirmed in this moment of inattention sent from his arms and ran away from him quickly. "This time you is not so easily forgiven," she said, played tight, and she brought the safe side, a few yards more distance between them.

"Do not be so dear. Am I not already long since your humble servant? "

"A word is" spoken quickly, she replied. "But they are not the source of the lies?"

He had to smile at the sweet sincerity of its reflection. The sun was shining red on the horizon and bathed everything in a warm light. Lynn's cheeks were permeated with a delicate pink, her eyes lit up because of the joy of their game. She radiated a life of such energy that he needed to see it and you just had an indescribable sadness each Well-being yielded.
"I'll catch you still have to forgive me," With a loud roar he rushed to war on them, whereupon they are in a zig-zag curves continuously tried screaming to escape his clutches. Finally, but both were around in the green and lost in the eyes of the other.

"I love you," whispered Edward and ran his thumb along her neck, almost imperceptibly.

"I love you too." Happy sigh Melinda looked into the arms of her lover lying at the sky. But his, Edwards, their existence left everything bearable. If only they would be constantly at his side, there was nothing more that she wanted from life. Edward was her life, just as it was his life.
"Lynn?" Slowly, he reached for her left hand she tenderly kissed her fingertips.

"Hm?" Melinda could feel something cool closed around her finger and was directed surprised at.

"Will my wife,"



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"In the north there are whole families who are like you," she had the strange vampire said. »In Forks and Denali. And then he had been very interested with her informed of their special way of eating. "Against all nature," he muttered, shaking his head and disappeared. Only days later, Melissa had found the courage to draw in the first place in reference to leave the forest. Nine decades, she was hiding it, and once she had ventured to the night flitting through the trees. At that time the only power the nagging uncertainty had been. Eighty years had passed since then ... And only now she was brave enough to take the next step. Her lover, her fiance, he was dead for so long, and their existence would never end. Edward seemed life ... without it no value, no sense to have. A burden it was otherwise. What she had not tried everything to follow him! Starved had it! Tries to drown himself in the river! Big stones rammed into her breast! Nothing, absolutely nothing had worked. The hunger had made just insane, the water in her lungs had been unpleasant but not fatal, and the stones were disintegrated into a fine dust when they met on their skin. There was no association more for them both. Edwards rested soul in heaven, where they had no access. wistfully lifted her left hand and looked at the sparkling jewel. The sign of their eternal love. The day on which he had given her the request had been so perfect. His arms where they had located, protected and secure, the sky above them, bathed in warm orange and around aromatic grasses. Melinda remembered every little detail of that summer, remembers his cheeks are stained, as it easily because of her dress hiked embarrassed and looked away, and virtuous to the mischievous grin as she stunned the ring looked on her finger. Had they brought death on that day, she could have died any happier.

The wind was starting to build. Melinda waited anxiously on the edge out that the sun would go down, then break up. In the distance they saw the town where she grew up. How much she had changed yet! She had grown larger and the houses were now built looked so very different from the one where they had lived. Here they would not return. Not after what happened last night.

The strange vampire, a nomad, had only a temporary hiding place wanted in their forest. Actually. But then he had met with the people. Young people who stole at night sometimes from their beds to meet then hid among the trees, as their older siblings and their parents had done earlier. Mostly they came in larger groups, eight, ten, boys and girls, lit a small fire, sat together and talked. Melinda had probably noticed how much the times changed. The more years passed, the more sinful, the youth. Had she and Edward at that time not even in the public dared to kiss, it seemed to become common, lose innocence before the marriage. So it was sometimes also happens that the night was just the two outliers and devotion brought blankets the passion of their love. At such meeting, always embarrassing Melinda moved back touched, while she talks and jokes like unseen attended as a spectator. Often it was the yearning for companionship nearly expired, and wanted to identify themselves, but then won the fear and still they remained motionless in the undergrowth. How could she explain as can that they lived in the woods! And the questions that you would be made. Whence it came, so she was wearing a ragged dress, and so on. The idea that it could be dangerous for these young people was Melinda never came. Until yesterday. The scent of her blood, she might like, yes, she admitted that that deer is not even remotely smelled so delicious, but the notion of taste on her tongue, exceeded their imagination. Well, just the other hikers had been able to confirm it, that is actually a vampire had become of her, just as he had admitted people to kill, but nevertheless they had not been willing to believe, himself a monster can be. But could even kill her, she admitted now. It was like in the aftermath of the mysterious awakening on the forest floor, as she looked at the water surface in the image of her eyes, glowing red, inhuman. In those days it was safe to be angry, but during the hideous color slowly disappeared over the weeks, she came upon this idea. had mercilessly torn away the vampire, the petite girl from her companion, had his teeth in her throat rammed and greedily drank their blood before he was doing the same to the boy. Only a muffled, short cry let Melinda draw attention, but when she was rushed anxiously approached, there were already complaining dead. "Terrible what" alcohol does to the taste, he had said and then laughed out loud. "But for a small snack, it has always served." shudder at the recollection, Melinda threw her arms around her body. No, something they would never be capable. What would because you thought Edward, who watched from the sky always sure about them! In the distance, the city was now bathed in bright light and guished from the dark. It was time to leave. Perhaps one of the families would be willing to take them with you on.

"They live normally among people," Melinda recalled in the words of strangers. Perhaps they could start anew. Not with Edward, unfortunately, but for

Edward.