"Tyler!" I yelled excited and ran out of my house. "TYLER!" I yelled louder.
"Yes?" I heard a voice behind me following by a chuckle. I jumped around, screaming. He loved scarinn me like that. But I hated it.
"Guess what!" I yelled again and tackled him down. "Whoa Bells, chill!" he said chuckling lying on the floor underneath me. "I'm getting a dog!" I giggled and helped him up only for him to push me back on the floor.
"Wow Bells," he said and smirked. "I thought you were scared of dogs." He raised her eyebrow.
"No, I'm not," I replied and stuck my tongue out at him. "I'm only afraid of ghosts." I crossed my arms on my chest, sulking.
"There's no such thing as ghosts." Tyler rolled his eyes as if it was obvious. He loved sounding smart. Though it didn't happen often. The guy couldn't tell the difference between a rose and a rock for crying out loud!
I sighed. "Say yaay or something at least?" I looked at him with big puppy eyes, he wasn't capable of resisting. Everyone knew that he's the one who's really afraid of dogs.
"Yaay" he said with fake excitemend. He glanced at me laughing nervously.
I stared at him and slowly started to stand up, never taking his eyes off of him. The resemblance...his face, his body... It couldn't be him. He is dead, I know he is. I saw it with my own eyes, but... Could've he been alive? No!
I shook my head to clear my mind and looked down. "I'm sorry for staring," I whisered. "You just look like someone I knew a long time ago." I took a deep breath and looked at him again. Fuck, this made was hurting me so bad. I already miss my Tyler so much and now he's here and... Everything just became even more complicated. I can't believe two people can be so alike. "I'm Bella," I said, speaking softly, not wanting him to freak out even more. I held out my hand and tried to smile.
"Tyler," he replied and put his hand into mine shaking it slightly. "It's nice to meet you, even though I'd prefer if we'd meet on a better place..." He looked around. "Not a graveyard." He chuckled softly and smiled crookedly.
My next smile was a real one. He was cute, funny. "Yeah. I guess this is not the best place to be meeting people," I agreed. I looked up at the sky once again. The sky was clearing and the moon was showed up. I bit my lip, but still I was smiling. "So are you-" I wanted to look back at Tyler, but he was gone. "-from here..." I finished my sentence and glanced around me confused. He just vanished. I turned around and started walking toward my home with a frown on my face.
After opening the door I quietly walked upstairs to my bathroom and took my wet clothes off. I looked myself in the mirror. Disgusted... It was the same as the past few years. I could've helped him, I just know I could. But I froze.
What happens when you watch the one you love die?
What happens when you lose your hearts only desire?
What happens when the reason you exist is gone?
And when you know you could do something about it?
I'll tell you what happens... You disgust yourself. There's a huge hole inside your chest, which makes it hard to breathe. Hard to breath out, harder to breathe in. You feel guilt and it's eating you inside out. I've been dying inside, you see? I'm going out of my mind. I imagine Tyler has his arms around me so I can fall asleep. Every night.
And now I'm seeing things. There's no way that person could be real. I think I just miss him so much that I made it up in my head.
I looked at the mirror again, a single tear going down my left cheek. I lifted my hand up and wiped it away. I looked down at my body. My stomach, my legs and arms were covered with scars. They were full of memories. I had "Tyler" written on my forearm. I made that on the night he died.
Slowly I walked to the bathtub and poured water in it. I closed my eyes and listened to the water. It was all that I heard. When the bathtub was full I stepped inside and lied down. I sunk under the water with my face, not really wanting to come back up.
A few seconds passed before I heard a noise. I raised myself back up and closed my mouth, listening. I heard it again. Knocking. I frowned and turned my head to the clock. It was 4 am. Who could it be at this hour?
Sighing, I stepped out of the bathtub and wrapped my robe around me. I dried my hair a little with the towel and walked downstairs. I heard the knock every few seconds.
"Bella? Are you home?" I heard that familiar voice asking.
I opened the door seeing his face again. "What do you want?" I asked, scared.
"I was just-" he started, but I cut him off. "Leave me alone or I'll call the police." I said slamming the door shut. I felt my chest hurting more than the usual again.
"Bella, I was just-" he began again, but I didn't let him finish. "I said leave me alone! Go away!" I screamed through the door, sobbing slightly, my eyes started to water.
I heard him sigh and drop something. "You forgot your purse... That's why I'm here," he whispered. "I'll leave you alone." The footsteps were quieter with seconds. My heart dropped as I slid down the wall next to the door. "I'm sorry..." I whispered through tears.
This has got to stop! Pull yourself together, Isabella! HE is NOT your Tyler. He's just a nice guy you met on the cemetary... by Tyler's grave. But he's NOT him!
I took a deep breath and nodded to myself. Standing up I unlocked the door and walked out on the porch. "Tyler!" I can't believe I'm doing this. "Wait!" I saw him stop and turn around.
"Yes?" he asked.
I ran to him and stopped right in front of him, a little breathless. "Would you like to come inside on some coffee?" I asked and smiled lightly.
He looked at me surprised before putting on my favourite crooked smile. "I'd love to," he replied. We both turned around and walked back to my house.
After a two hours of laughing and drinking coffee we noticed the sun rising. I was actually having fun. We had so much in common, he liked the exact same things as I do. We're like the same person.
"Want anything else?" I asked and stood up. Tyler number two shook his head and smiled. "I'm good."
"Okay," I said and carried the glasses into the kitchen. I could feel my heart healing. Slowly, very slowly, but it was.
I washed the glasses and put the back into the cupboard. I heard light footsteps behind me and I smiled. He grabbed my waist. "Boo," he said and my eyes widened as I turned around. Flashbacks running through my head.
"Yes?" I heard a voice behind me following by a chuckle. I jumped around, screaming.
There's no such thing as ghosts." Tyler rolled his eyes as if it was obvious.
I started catching my breath, my eyes still wide as I looked at his beautiful blue eyes. "I-I'm sorry," I stuttered and frowned. He didn't know. He couldn't know. I didn't have it in me to be telling that story to anyone. He didn't know how much he reminded me of him.
"Are you okay?" he asked and frowned his forehead looking down on me. I couldn't hold it back anymore. I grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled him down, crashing our lips together.
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