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Previously... BPOV

She looked up and gasped, "Oh no, I'm sorry, I didn't mean to pry."

I shook my head and wiped my eyes.

"Do you want to talk about it?" she held my shoulder.

I shook my head, making myself dizzy. "No, not yet," I sniffled. "It's too hard."

"Ok. Let's just unpack then." Bree whispered and placed her hand over mine.

I nodded again.

~oOo~

A/N: Song Used: "Gravity" by Sara Bareilles

I do not own Twilight.

Edward and I spent my time apart writing letters to each other. It helped to tell someone close to me how I was doing. I told him all about Bree and Bryce; Bree and I became a little closer after my mini-breakdown during my move in, but she still didn't say why she was in treatment. I didn't say why either. It wasn't because I didn't trust her, I just wasn't comfortable with telling everyone my truth yet. Edward kept writing how much everyone back home missed me, he included. I missed him too, so much.

Jake's presence in my mind was still everywhere. I could still feel his grip on my body from that night, trying to take control of me...

I couldn't sleep most nights, and Bree had to lend me her IPod for a "Soft Music" playlist to help me. At least I didn't wake up screaming anymore.

One Monday afternoon, after my therapy session with Bryce, I was walking around the building, when I discovered a baby grand, black piano in a bare white room. There were no other instruments other than the piano, which that made the room even more beautiful. It accentuated the piano even more, without the need for more instruments in the room. I glanced around the room and behind me to make sure no one saw me go in. I walked in tentatively and shut the door.

I slowly walked towards the edge piano chair, running my fingers against the smooth lid.

I've been having this song forming in my head since the day before, but I didn't know how to form it properly without make it seem like I was crazy.

But I had to try.

Something always brings me back to you.

It never takes too long.

No matter what I say or do I'll still feel you here 'til the moment I'm gone.

You hold me without touch.

You keep me without chains.

I never wanted anything so much than to drown in your love and not feel your reign.

[CHORUS:]

Set me free, leave me be. I don't want to fall another moment into your gravity.

Here I am and I stand so tall, just the way I'm supposed to be.

But you're on to me and all over me.

You loved me 'cause I'm fragile.

When I thought that I was strong.

But you touch me for a little while and all my fragile strength is gone.

[CHORUS]

I live here on my knees as I try to make you see that you're everything I think I need here on the ground.

But you're neither friend nor foe though I can't seem to let you go.

The one thing that I still know is that you're keeping me down.

You're keeping me down, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

You're on to me, on to me, and all over...

Something always brings me back to you.

It never takes too long.

I opened my eyes and blinked away my tears. I didn't even realize I was crying until I saw some teardrops on the keys.

Someone clapped quietly behind me, and I spun in my seat.

"Bree." I whispered.

Bree was standing near the open door with a small camera in her hand. "Wow," she said in awe, "I knew you were good, but I didn't know you were that good!"

I smiled a bit.

"Is that the first time you played since being here?" she asked.

I nodded.

I saw her move around the piano to sit next to me. "Why couldn't you play before?"

I sighed and looked at her. "When our last concert happened, I just felt completely out of my own body. My emotions were on such a high from holding everything in, that when they finally came out, I felt exhausted. I was in the hospital the next morning."

"What happened? What made you so upset?" Bree asked, and put her hand on my leg soothingly.