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Breaking Away From The Habit
That made him stand and turn in the direction of her voice. Mike took that advantage and swung the pole as hard as he could hitting Edward in the side of the face with it. He dropped instantly to the ground not even making a sound of pain and she took off running. She was waiting for him to get off the ground and kill Mike, but he never moved.
Mike had completely disappeared by the time she reached him and dropped to her knees staring in horror at the blood on his face.
"No, no, no, Edward." She reached down to touch him and try to get him to get up. The blow had been so forceful she could see traces of blood on the side of his car. She dropped her head down against his body as she cried. Fearing the unthinkable that he was dead even though she knew it couldn't be possible.
"Please get up…." She wanted nothing more than to run after Mike and kill him herself, but she couldn't leave him laying there on the ground.
She reached into her pocket for her phone and cursed when it wasn't there.
"This isn't suppose to happen!" She placed her hands on his face trying to get some kind of reaction of life out of him. Her hands were covered in blood and she could hardly see anything through her tear covered eyes as she pressed her forehead against his.
"Don't leave me." Her voice was choked with sobs and she sat there helplessly with him in her arms. Her life was over in that moment. She felt like he was gone and she had nothing else to live for. She was the one that was suppose to go, not him. Her heart sank the longer she sat there on the ground and he didn't move. Not understanding how any of this was possible. His body was made to withstand stuff like this.
'Edward…" Her voice was a whisper and she kissed his forehead not caring about the blood everywhere.
He suddenly groaned and shifted, shoving her away without really knowing. His hand instantly found its way to the wound on his head and held it there as he moved to try and get up. "Ugh" He had to sit and leaned against his car. He squeezed his eyes shut as his hand moved away from his head and then tried to focus on the imagine in front of him.


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