Chapter Twenty Four: Rose Is Not Yours

Chapter Four: Rose Is Not Yours

The moment Nicolas left the room Edward got up from his sitted position. Started from the bed itself, taking the pillows and everything on the down to the floor. He went on to throw and break everything he could grab in his room.

It wasn't helping though. He still felt like he had been ripped apart. He still felt his heart being chewed on by the dogs that got the left over meals. He still felt like drowning himself into a puddle of his own tears. And he had an urge for something that he knew would sink down all these emotions. The one thing that he always ran to when he felt exactly like this. When the world had made him wish like he was dead.

He was thirsty for it. He longed for the bitter sweetness and he was hungry for the taste of forgetting.

He wanted to make it all disappear from his mind. His heart and his soul. He wanted Nicolas out. He wanted the darn roses out of his drawers and he wanted to forget that he had ever thought of a poss