CHAPTER 1: Thirst
Edward gracefully got up from his sitting position. You could tell by the look on his face that he was bored and lonely.
Alice's eyes followed his movement; she had to tell him now, before he left.
Edward?
He shook his head in a "no" way.
Edward, please?
He turned his beautiful face towards hers and gave her an impatient look
Follow me.
She got up from Jasper's lap, but he didn't notice, he was too intrigued by the television show that was on.
She practically danced to the kitchen and he forcefully followed.
"Edward, tonight is not a good night to see her, if she even thinks she sees you, she'll dream about you, she'll have doubts."
"Thank you Alice for your concern, but I've been doing this routine for years,
traveling, sometimes great miles to see her, and she's never noticed. I'll take extra precautions tonight, like every night, how 'bout that?"
Alice could only shake her head; there was no stopping him tonight.
"Ok fine, suit yourself."
She then walked back to her spot on Jasper's lap and this time he noticed. He just slightly squeezed her hand, almost as a welcome-back, I-missed-you gift.
Edward sighed; he wished he could be as happy as his family was.
He then turned and headed out the door, to find his Volvo. He opened the door and sat down, taking in a breath of fresh air.
"I believe running would be faster and less obvious."
Edward looked up to see Carlisle, his gorgeous father-like figure.
"I understand where you're coming from…"
Carlisle headed back inside off the porch, but Esme greeted him, she was leaning her head against the door's frame.
"Good luck Edward, you just need to have patience."
Edward smiled slightly, there was no luck nor patience needed, he felt like he lost everything already.
He then started running, at an incredible unhuman-like speed.
Minutes, maybe seconds later, he stopped outside the red-brick apartment building.
Edward climbed the side of the 2 story apartment building, it was the exact same
as the one next to it, the one where the love of his life lived.
He sat on the roof of the neighboring building, just looking in her window,
he just wanted to run and shout, "Hello Bella. Remember me, Edward? Remember those wonderful years we spent together?"
He then shook his head and laughed at himself
What a silly thing to think...
Edward then looked in through the window and saw someone in the bed, reading.
It must be Bella.
Edward blinked his eyes again and concentrated,
and unless Bella cut her hair to be boy-short, that wasn't her in the bed...
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