BPOV
This is my first fanfic, please review, I really want to know how I do before I make mistakes and I also want to know if this is any good.
I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT,Stephenie Meyer does.
"Alice, nooooo, I don't wanna look at anymore Dolce & Gabbana and whatever fancy French brands."
"Just one more hour okay, and then you can go back".
I was with Alice, shopping. Alice asked Charlie if I could come with her for a girl's night out and a sleepover. Charlie always agreed with whatever Alice had to say. Edward along with Emmett and Jasper went hunting. God, how I missed him, how I missed his smile and especially his scorching butterscotch eyes and really everything about him. Even though it was only for a few hours, it was beginning to dawn on me, I couldn't live without Edward.
"Bella, helloooooo…." Alice nudged me.
"Yes?"
"Bella, there's a reason why I brought you shopping out tonight. I want to tell you something important."
I suddenly perked up, this was something new.
Alice brought me to a really fancy café and ordered food and drinks for me and as usual, none for her.
"Bella, in my visions, I sometimes do see you thinking that you are not good enough for Edward. And I will tell you the reasons why you are the best person that could ever come into his life."
I heard this one before, but it was really vague and not into much detail.
"Before you came into Edward's life, he was just moping around, shutting himself into his room, listening to his CDs. He would compose really sad pieces that made everyone uncomfortable, including me."
I laughed.
Alice continued, "Then, he would play those sad pieces on the piano. Or he would do nothing at all."
I giggled. Edward looked like a Greek God when he was just still.
"Edward once told me that he thought that his existence was useless because he thought that he was a horrible and terrible monster, but once you came, his view totally 360 degrees changed."
"He started to play happier songs on the piano, and there was one piece which he loved to play."
At once, I knew what she was talking about. It was my lullaby, the lullaby that lulled me into sleep every night. I remember I used to use cough medicine together with Chopin's nocturnes and Linkin Park's music to sleep. But there was no need for that anymore, with my lullaby.
"Edward didn't want us to tell you how sad his life was before he met you. But it hurts my heart every time I see you thinking that you are not good enough for Edward."
I tried to digest as much as I can and than I noticed I haven't eaten any of the food, so I quickly gobbled them up.
I can't think of anyway to thank Alice so I told her I needed some new clothes.