Coming Back and Coming Out
The Discovery
JPOV
Today was the fifth anniversary of my sweet Bella and that punk Edward disappearance. And to distract myself from thinking about my lovely Bella I took a walk in the woods.
Throughout that walk all I could do was remember Bella.
The way her hair would fall perfectly down with her soft curls, her kissable lips, her chocolate brown eyes, her porcelain-like skin and her stubbornness about things she believed in.
I started remembering when I was told she was missing and I felt like I was sixteen again, all the emotions built up and before I knew it I was whipping away a tear and kept walking.
This happens to me every single year.
I was near the cliff when I heard a child screaming.
I went to try to save the child, because it could be falling off of the cliff, when I was faced with a familiar and unique unkempt bronze hair.
Only one person has that hair.
Instead of being shocked or amazed of how HE was here, I was furious.
How was HE, that vile creature here and not Bella?
But all my thoughts were immediately erased when out of nowhere a oh-too-familiar figure appeared in view.
And I was too shocked to say the least, when I saw her with a child.
The child had her ivory skin and her plump lips, but it had his wild bronze hair and piercing green eyes.
I knew immediately the kid was theirs.
But I was, however, assaulted by other thoughts like:
-What are they doing here?
-How in the bloody hell did they came back after five years of disappearance?
And
-What's up with the kid?