It was a cold and raining night in Chicago. Much different from the hot humidity of South America that I had been used to, but in truth made no difference since I could not feel anything anymore. I was now completely numb, and no soaked to the bone in rain.
I had decided to return to Bella, I couldn't take this loneliness anymore. My non beating heart ached for her touch, her lips again mine, or simply a look at her. I had told myself that if I should return and see her happy then my life would be spend in this eternal loneliness. Yet before I could return to her I had to see something first.
As I approached the graveyard, the numbness seemed to increase.
Edward Anthony Mason
1901 – 1918
That's all it said, what did I expect, my parents had died before I did. Yet as I stood before my empty grave I felt as dead as I would have been if I was buried beneath my feet. My parent's grave was beside mine, the graveyard was old yet well kept, so the beautiful red flowers should not have surprised me to much, yet in the dark night they stood out against the black tombstone.
I reached out to grab one, to feel those soft peddles against my stony skin, hoping that it would fill me with feeling, but it did not.
The rain had now stopped and I could see the early risers come to life. I turned again to my grave.
"Goodbye" I whispered and took off in the direction of Washington. Now more then ever did I need to see my angels face.
So yes this is chapter 1, and it's ok... in my mind. BUT I'd love to hear your opinions, especially if I should continue.
Next chapter would be Edward arriving in Forks and seeing Bella, but she ain't alone, and that certain dog feels like torturing poor Edward. Will Edward come out of the shadows to greet his angel? Or will he follow his promise and leave without saying goodbye?