Memories
I stared out of the window at the dark, green forest. The dappled light danced through the leaves and played patterns across the grass. I suppose it should have been a pretty scene, beautiful almost. But there was no feeling in me. No emotion left to feel. Only pain. My life was not worth living. I was hollow. I was empty. All I had left was memories. Memories that I couldn't think of for the pain they caused. Memories I was not willing to forget....
Waiting
CHARLIE POV
--- (Flashback)---
---"Oh come on Bella?" I pleaded "Bella honey please eat something." Dr Snow has said she was just ill or in shock or something. But I knew Bella. And it went deeper than that. But she wouldn't talk to me about it. "Bella why won't you eat?" I prompted softly. She turned her head slowly to face me. "I have to wait." She whispered. Her eyes were wide and she looked straight through me. "Wait for what?" I asked. She took a deep breath. "I have to wait for him...."Her face spasmed in pain. "Bella... He's not coming back... You know that." I replied quietly. "No..." Her face became fierce. "He promised." She growled. "Bella..." But I couldn't think of anything to say."---
"Bella. Eat!" I shouted. It was the only way to get a half decent response from her. She warily lifted the spoon to her lips. And then scooped up more cereal. "Dad." She murmured. That was strange. She didn't often talk. "Dad, I'm not hungry. Go take a walk." I wanted to stay with her but she didn't need stressing. " I'll be back in a minute." I forced a smile, and to my surprise she smiled back. Her eyes glowed with satisfaction and victory. But I was too relieved to question it.
The door slammed behind him and I immediately walked over to where his coat hung. I searched until I found what I was looking for.
I opened the door and stepped in. Even walks had to be quick. I was too afraid to leave her alone...
Edward walked towards me. He smiled at me. The crooked grin that made my heart melt. He encased me with a hug. I was in my happy place. I had no idea where. But anywhere with Edward is a happy place to me.
I cried more than I'd ever cried before. Not when my parents and grandparents died long ago. Not when Renée left. Bella was gone. It was all over the news. She shot herself. There was an enquiry about why she did it. I knew. I punched the wall. IF I EVER SAW THAT BOY AGAIN! To think that one boy could do this to my Bella....
I was with Edward, in my happy place....