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A/N: This little idea nugget popped into my head and demanded to be shared. It's been ages since I've written anything for viewer consumption so please be kind.

How Much Longer Until The End?

Chapter One: Humpty Dumpty Sat On a Wall

Once upon a time we fell apart
You're holding in your hands the two halves of my heart

-Coldplay; Princess of China

They are together again. Laughing at some inside joke; her head tossed back in pure ecstasy. Him grinning like the cat that got the canary. The perfect picture of happiness. They made me sick and yet you couldn't pay me enough to look away.

"It's alarming how heartbreaking it is to watch the one you love gradually fall for someone else." I casually remark, my eyes trained on the two figures conversing outside, a mere thirty feet separating us. She playfully slaps his arm just as he wiggles his eyebrows.

The descent. The slow yet steady fall. So many years have passed since it was me falling in love and yet the steps still remain the same. You lose your footing. You tumble. You roll. And before you know it you're head-over-heels. It's pathetic how predictably unpredictable the fall can be.

I catch his eye and he waves. The guilt of him being happier in this moment with her than he has ever been in a lifetime with me is apparent in the way he smiles. His dimples seem deeper now that she's around. A ludicrous notion and yet...

She says something and she resumes her rightful place as the centre of his universe. Her gravitational pull far too strong for him to resist.

I cross my arms and scowl at the third-wheel being reflected back at me in the window. When did I become the unwelcome intruder in my own relationship?

Stupid question.

The day he saw her. The day he really saw her. New. Intriguing. Jovial. Full of life and passion. So kind. So sweet. Too pretty.

Did he really think that I was oblivious?

The funny thing about being someone's world is when you stop being their world you notice.

The sun no longer rises and sets at your command. You're no longer the place they call home. You're just another planet in the Sun's orbit. Uninhabitable, foreign and cold.

"Oh Rose." Alice coos, "Emmett loves you."

I'd never question Emmett's love for me or his loyalty to me. I'm smarter than that.

Yes, Emmett loves me, but he doesn't like me. He hasn't liked me for years. And what's love without the like?

I glance over my shoulder to look at her for just a second. Her elfin features are the perfect mixture of comfort and reassurance.

My eyes drift back to the window and my open palm splays across the glass.

"How much longer-?" I'm not quite sure what I want to ask.

How much longer until they share their first kiss? How much longer will I be his? How much longer will he be mine? How much longer until he leaves me? How much longer do we have left? How much longer until the end?

"Rose..." Alice is by my side in an instant, her hand rubbing soothing circles on my back.

"How much longer?" I repeat.

"A month. Maybe two." Her voice is barely a whisper but her words echo in my head. And just like that it becomes all too real. Our days are numbered.

The end is an undeniably tragic concept and what's even more tragic is that my sweet, loveable fool has no idea how far he's stumbled and rolled into the descent. He's on the verge of something new and he doesn't even know it.

The wind blows ruffling her hair. He's quick to smooth a wayward strand back in place.

I feel it when it happens. The shattering. The splintering. The breaking of my undead heart.

"Just in time for spring." I hear myself say. "How lovely."

A/N:Thank you so much for reading. Please let me know if this is something that I should continue.