East of Eden

by ParanormalLove

Edeline was just following the nature that compelled her, but a horrible fate was sealed the day she was born. Twenty years later, she comes to find that this was not the new beginning she hoped it would be. Rejected by her family, she must decide whether to face life as the black sheep and stay with her beloved twin or realize a life she never knew existed.

1. Prologue

Prologue

Journal Entry #7,300

September 11, 2026

When one imagines a child neglected, perhaps you picture parents who are never home. Others may wonder of a cold home with no food or water being readily available. Some would imagine something far worse or, if they've lived a sheltered existence, something far better. I would not know which direction your mind wanders. I realize now, after many years of reading, I was a child neglected. Rejected. Abandoned. Disowned. Forgotten. Lost.

I've learned the meaning of the words gradually, a process that taught me to appreciate each delicate letter and how they form the weight of language. Alas, this entry is not to discuss my education.

I realized today, I never introduced myself. Although you're nothing more than a journal smeared with my yammering thoughts, I feel as if this may be of use to someone someday. They should know who the author was, should they care. My name is Edeline Josephine Cullen, the eldest child of Edward and Isabella Cullen. I am a twin, though born just moments before my sister. She is called Renesmee, but I address her as Ren. She is the only person I know. That sounds awfully strange, but seeing as you've read up to this point, it isn't all that peculiar. I was sent to the cellar before even a year after my birth as I committed a heinous crime, a slaughter of innocent lives. I remember every moment without remorse and I suppose that paints me a sociopath. I disagree. I was a child and I had no concept of right nor wrong. Though, I've been told, that's no excuse.

Isabella and Edward are merely names I remember, blurry faces hardly imprinted to memory. I don't remember much of them, other than from the moment I was born, they did not want me. I hadn't understood it then, but comprehension is a flower that blooms slowly.

They locked me away and choose to keep my existence a secret. I suppose at one point, this choice was more of a "quick-fix", however, that temporary plan eventually developed in to an indefinite solution. I don't recall ever being too bothered by their decision. The cellar was furnished with a bed and shelves upon shelves of books. I was fed everyday and a shower was installed shortly after my move below ground. Ren would visit me every week which became every day as we grew older. Although alone, I was never lonely. I've been content, until now; The possibility to ascend to the above-world has been presented before me.

This entry holds such importance as it is my liberation day. I am not ignorant to the image my biological family members hold of me. To them, I am the same monster they caged two decades ago being set free before it's time. I am an "it" to them, a virus with no cure. I was told that this experience is merely to meet with the royalty of my heritage, but I hope this is also my chance to prove that I have matured. I fear that once I leave this home, I will not wish to return.

Today is a new beginning and, if all goes well, the end of this journal.

-Eden