she has hope, that things will work out â that they will. there isnât anything else she wants in the world but to be his, and she wants him to see that. because sheâs made for him as heâs made for her, truly. bella knows that theyâre made for each other because nothing has ever made sense, except for being with him and all she wants is to prove that to him, if anything. she wants so badly to show him that he can be loved and that he will, by her. her heart beats â loud enough for him to hear, the complete urge to let him know that sheâll even love the so called monster he has, because she loves every single part of him.
âweâll make it work,â she promises, her eyes looking at him with nothing but her promise, nothing but her love and admiration for him, for what they have. itâs strong, she knows. bella lets out a sigh, wanting for him to just stay and be with her. his words ringing in her ear, allowing it to seep in like a parasite. âwe can make anything work, you have to trust me.â
her words are a lullaby, a siren song. he falls deeply into it - into her as he leans in. his body craving to wrap up next to her, to lay as they have countless times side by side. two bodies falling into one, merging. the pieces of him that want to hold back are wavering in their stance, falling away and losing their hold over him. he wants nothing more than to stay with her. now and forever.Â
âi do trust you.â he tells her fervently, meaning every word. âitâs me that i donât trust, bella.â the pieces of him that are unpredictable, unstable. what if i hurt her? itâs a thought ever present on his mind. the scars on emilyâs skin flashing through his mind like a terrible nightmare. âiâll stay for tonight.â he cannot promise much, but he can promise her this.Â
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