Elizabeth

I stroked the wood, looking down at everything. I heard a knock at my door, and I walked to it, opening it. I saw Emmett and he pulled me into his bear hugs — one I really needed, especially with all this going on. "Are you okay, Liza?"

I shook my head, "Mm-mm, it hurts, Emmett." I whisper, as Emmett closed the door and we sat down on my bed. "It's. . . strange, Emmett. Does no one want me here?"

I turned to him, and he hugged me again, "Of course we do, Elizabeth."

I shook my head, "It. . it does not seem like that, Emmett, what will you all do when I am finally gone. Will you all even miss me?"

"Of course we will, Elizabeth! We love you, and I'm sure Edward did not mean to do what he did, I'm sure Jasper, Carlisle, and Edward still love you, and that they will apologize."

I shook my head, "I just want to be alone, Em, thank you so much for checking up on me though."

"Alright, bye munchkin." he winked at me and I laughed as he closed the door. I laid down in bed, and began to remember when he called me munchkin.

I giggled as I ran into Garrett, "Watch out!" I say as I moved and began running ad hiding under Edward's piano.

"Hey, it isn't my fault that you're a small person! Munchkin." he muttered, everyone laughing at him.

I giggled and Emmett ran in laughing, "I like that! You're name is now munchkin!" Emmett says as he pulled me out, I screamed and Emmett threw me in the air. I screamed again and one of the people caught me.

"Don' worry, darlin', I won't let ya fall." I looked at the man with silver blond hair, and something told me he was Peter, "I'm Peter."

"Thanks Peter!" I say smiling at him, he smiled back and sat back down next to whom I guessed was Charlotte.

Emmett turned around and I got off of Peter's lap, and walked up the stairs, making sure to be quiet, when I was up there, I looked down at Emmett, I then jumped, "Boo!" I say in his ear, hearing him scream as Peter caught my laughing figure. 

"Oh, you've got it now, munchkin." He said, while I screamed and ran out.

I stood up and walked to my piano. I let tears stream freely down my face, I played my lullaby, letting my fingers brush against the keys. Only, unlike before, where it was peaceful, it is now painful, as it brings up memories, painful ones.

I walked to my drawer and took out a journal, I began writing in it.

"I can't live without (Mmh)
I can't even breath right now.

Please, just take away the pain.
I'm tired, (oh, can I let go)
I just want to let go."

I screamed and threw it across the room, it slamming into the wall and falling down. "Stop, Elizabeth. Elizabeth, you can't let it get to you. Don't."  I whisper pulling my hair.

I got on my phone and began playing a song called Cut by Plumb, I believe. I needed to stop. Stop letting things pull me into the darkness.

"It's what happens, Elizabeth. You need to stop it." I looked at the man, who seemed so familiar to me.

"Don't break, Elizabeth, we will see you soon." Then he was gone, and I realized this was a dream.