Bella's Point of View
This takes place in the future. The death that takes place would have happened in an alternate New Moon. Not trying to rewrite the story. I love Edward but for this story i need him to be absent.
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"Come on Bella!" she screamed into my ear, "it has been one hundred thirty-seven years, four months, twenty-nine days, and twenty-two hours. Please, for the sake of all that's good, stop moping!"
Damn, this pixie is annoying! Why did I ask them to turn me? Oh yeah, I am an idiot and I wanted to be a Cullen one way or another. Oh god, if she doesn't shut up soon I will kill her! Does she know I have a lighter in that overpriced Gucci handbag she bought me?
"You won't be able to catch me," she teased, sticking her tongue out at me like an insubordinate child.
My only external response was a confused expression. How the hell did she know that? Oh….
"Stop looking into my future!" I screamed at the little black haired pixie that was looking up at me. The cursed pixie backed away with her hands up in defense. Damn…… I heard Jasper coming down the stairs to the room I was now sitting in, the living room. He could feel how upset I was. Well, the escalated anger and frustration, higher than my original level.
We had moved back to Forks a couple months ago. We returned to the beautiful white mansion we had inhabited before. Everyone took their former rooms. Some changes had been made to the garage but, nothing else. I was a vampire now so we didn't need to redo the kitchen although I have a feeling Esme's going to redo it again.
Since Edward died at the hand of the vampires how call themselves the Volturi I took our former room and lived alone. Why did he even go to Volterra?
The room was the same as when he inhabited it. The bed was still there, along with the black leather couch and huge music collection. I had taken to listening to some of it lately too.
"You okay Bella?" jasper asked entering the room. I was hit by a wave of calm and glared at him for a second before it took full affect.
"She's moping again!" Alice whined to her blonde haired husband. I knew she would do this again. I bet she wanted to shop. Ugh!!!
"I'm not moping, I'm just… I don't know what I'm doing," I sighed, mentally exhausted.
Jasper sat down on the other end of the couch and looked at his wife with adoring eyes, "Maybe it would be best if you didn't push her too hard on this, Alice."
"You could make her happy," she pursued.
"You wouldn't dare!" I scorned.
"I would never violate you like that Bella," he apologized gently.
"It's okay. I think I'm just going to go upstairs and listen to some music," at that I got up and walked to the stairs that led to the upper floors. My room was still on the third floor but something I heard on the second floor stopped me in my tracks. It was music. To be specific, music I haven't heard in a while, Esme's song. The one my Edward wrote. But Edward isn't here anymore. It was a recording. I could tell it didn't carry the heart a live performance of music could exude.
I heard the song drift into another ever more familiar, my lullaby. Who is up here listening to my loves music? I walked down the hall a little bit more and stopped when I came to the door that the music was coming from. It was Carlisle's study. Why is he listening to this? I pressed my ear to the door. It was definitely coming from here but why?
Carlisle took Edward's death almost as bad as me. I know Edward was as much as his son as anyone would ever be. When I asked him to change me, I think he was going to deny me but, I remembered his promise to me. Reluctantly, he agreed and changed me. Since then we go through phases; sometimes he avoids me and sometimes we are inseparable. Right now was the time he avoided me at all costs.
Unexpectedly, the door I was leaning on opened to reveal Carlisle. "Bella, are you okay?" Man, a lot of people are asking me that lately. I must not look like I'm fine. My breath caught in my throat and if I had still had blood coursing through my veins it would be pooling in my cheeks making me beet red. I think he must have sensed that.
"I'm so sorry for startling you Bella," he apologized and smiled a gentle, warm smile.
"It's okay, really, just wasn't paying attention to any sound other than the music," I stammered, trying to regain composure. I swear at times his smile was the nicest thing. It could brighten a room.
"Would you like to come in? I am listening to some of his music he recorded for the family. It is soothing. He was a wonderful pianist," he said and placed a hand on my shoulder.
"Yeah, he was," I sobbed and put my hand on the top of his. He lowered it and led me into the office.
He led me across the room to his desk. I sat in the antique leather chair. He walked around his desk and took his seat opposite of me. Looking at him now, his caring eyes remind me so much if Edward it hurts to think about it. It hurts to even look at him but, I can't pull myself from his eyes.
His laptop was on the desk. He turned is so it was perpendicular to the both of us. The music danced out of the duel speakers. I let myself get lost in the enchanting melody.
After the first song was over, it lasted nine minutes and thirty-seven seconds; I heard Alice and Jasper leave the house. Now we were alone to listen to the compositions in peace. I enjoy these alone times with him. It helps fill the void. I know he feels it too. He has drifted away emotionally from Esme, the family, even his work at times. Sometimes we are closer than him and his wife. She doesn't hold a grudge. She knows that we have a bond and scars that only the other can help mend.
At the opening of the second song I got up and walked at human pace to the window behind the desk. I looked out at the forest and mountain range. There are so many memories here. My mind drifted to the times that I have spent on this property. The first visit here. The first time I came here after school to listen to Edward play piano. So many memories.
I felt a gentle hand on my back. I turned to see Carlisle looking at me with sad eyes. Seeing his face like this chipped away the last of my self control. I turned and wrapped my arms around him. I leaned my head into his chest and wept tearlessly. One of his arms went around me and the other one went to the back of my head protectively. His breathing became ragged and I could tell he was sobbing too.
We stood there like that for the duration of the song. At the end, I pulled away and looked up into his darkening golden eyes. He just hunted two days ago so it wasn't from being thirsty.
He took one step closer to me and our bodies touched. I didn't shy away from it like I normally would. There was something about him today. He leaned his head close to mine and strand of his perfect blonde hair fell. He closed the distance painfully slow but, our lips finally met. The spark I hadn't felt in so long was there again. I put mu arms around his neck, softly. His surgical hands rested on my waist and I deepened the kiss. I returned it with great pleasure and passion.
Too soon, he pulled away and smiled at me; waiting for a reaction. I pulled him close and stood on my tiptoes. I whispered one thing into his ear, "Thank You." He pulled me closer still to him and kissed me again and again.
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