Who: Edward Cullen. Where: Cullinary. When: Night. Why: His reaction to the Park thread. He's insane so beware. Open: to Cullens.
Edward was broken, he had stood at the park, her name on his lips. Then he’d run, straight through town as fast as he could. He had collected everything that was his, absolutely everything, if only he could disappear. Then he was running, trying to escape. He’d tried to get out. He couldn’t, he was a monster trapped in a world in which had caused himself to break. He’d held back anger against so many humans yet the one that hurt her had gotten the better of him and now he was a monster. Edward was at Cullinary. Sitting in a dark corner. Stone like. The image of Bella shrinking away from him of her turning to Jacob ran through his mind over and over. You never deserved her It was true. Edward continued to sit there He sat like that for hours, letting it eat away at him.
He was a monster, he was a killer, he was a woman basher, he was feared by the one person he loved. That night Edward Cullen threw away the shards of his heart, he gave up. He’d stay away from Bella, he’d respect Jacobs decision. He’d look after his daughter and he would honour his commitment to his family and employee. That night Edward made a resolution, he was a monster, and he would stay in Mundus district only as long as he had to. As long as a exit opened, he’d be through it. Into a world where he could find refuge.
“I’m not scared of you” He whispered to himself, “You should be” He replied, he was remembering speaking with Bella. “I’m the worlds most dangerous predator, everything about me draws you in. My appearance, my voice, my smell it all attracts you in. Draws you in.” He shook his head. "Look where it led us? You fear me, like I told you, you would. And now I’m here, a monster.” Edward snarled flinging his phone at the wall causing it to smash. “I gave my heart, my supposed heart, I let this go to far. I’m just like them” He was speaking to himself, he was insane. “I’m weak…” He collapsed onto the floor staring out of the window. “why couldn’t one thing be simple for me?” He asked. “What did I do that’s so wrong?” He called into the night sky. “Why can’t I be happy?” He asked. “Why couldn’t she be mine?” He said, holding his head. “Why keep me here? Why let people have happiness and not me? Why do I have to be a monster?” Edward sobbed, he had no tears. He sounded like he was hiccuping underwater.
“She’s too good for me” He answered himself, “You never deserved her. You don‘t deserve anything. You deserve nothing, an existence where you know you‘re going to hell and there‘s nothing you can do but hope that someone comes along and rips you apart and burns you. Burning in life, in existence and in hell.”