Here I go, once again. A short one tonight. This one kinda came to me as soon as I saw the prompts. All unbeta'd, so be nice.

Word Prompt: Delay

Plot Generator—Binding Blurb: In 500 words or fewer, write a blurb or a short entry on seeing things through to the end.

"Delay"

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I have to get to her.

They said she was heading to the airport.

I can't let that happen.

She needs to know.

I've spent too much time letting things go, taking her for granted.

I thought she'd always be there.

I've been a complete asshole.

But this is my last chance.

I fly through the city streets, weaving through traffic.

I silently send my thoughts to her, hoping she can hear them.

Don't go, Bella.

Don't go, Bella.

Don't go, Bella.

I yell at the imbeciles in front of me who've apparently lost all ability to drive, hoping they can hear me.

Finally, my abandon my car, haphazardly parked.

Running through check-in.

Rushing through the crowds of travelers.

I can't make it past security. TSA stares me down like I'm a raving lunatic.

For a moment, I feel lost. I look around, trying aimlessly to focus on things, and I can't.

I look at the boards for departures.

American Airlines flight 833 to LaGuardia

Time- 5:53 P.M.

On time. No Delay.

I look at the time on my phone. 5:59.

That's it.

Out of time.

I slump down a nearby bench, panting, head in hands.

I lost her.

"Edward?"

My breathing halts.

I look up.

"Bella?"

Her face is beautiful. She's in shock, eyes wide, lips open slightly.

"Wh.. what are you doing here, Edward?" Her voice quivers. She inches forward, pulling her rolling suitcase.

Okay, Cullen. It's now or never.

I close my eyes, take a deep breath and rise. When I open my eyes, her gaze is intense- her eyes shiny with unshed tears.

"Bella... I love you. I'm in love with you..."

No response.

"I'm sorry. I'm so, so sorry that it's taken me this long to admit it, that I took you for granted."

Silence. Her expression is unreadable.

"I fucked up."

"Yeah. You did," she finally whispers.

"Bella, you're my best friend. You've always been there for me, taking all of my bullshit, all of my insecurities. I just can't... you can't... Bella, can you please say something?"

"I don't know, Edward," she looks confused.

"Please. Just tell me why you're leaving?"

Bella opens her mouth several times, but no words come out. She sighs.

"I couldn't watch you with them anymore."

Her words pierce right through me. All those girls over the years. They mean nothing.

Bella is everything. My Everything.

"Only you, Bella."

A lone tear travels down her cheek.

"I can't bear to lose you, Bella. Please. I know I don't deserve you, but please." I'm not above begging.

Just then, Bella steps forward, so close we're a breath apart. I lean forward enough to just touch her lips with mine.

Bella closes the rest of the distance. And we kiss.

Full-blown, passion. I want all of her.

"I love you, Edward," she mumbles against my lips.

"Take me home."

"With pleasure."