Bella's lullaby

EPOV one shot

Is it possibly for a person or rather a human to love a monster? Bella… even now as I sit on the bench of my beautiful, rich, grand piano I wonder if it is possible for someone as beautiful as Isabella swan to ever love a hideous monster like me. Is it possible for an angel to love a demon? These questions relentlessly replay over and over in my head. Why did love have to be so confusing, my existence was just fine the way it was before I met her… my family, Carlisle, Esme, Alice, Rosalie, Emmett, and jasper always said that there was something missing from my essential make up. That I wasn't complete, and yet I always said that I was fine that I was complete in myself so why than now do I feel like there is a huge hole in the middle of my chest, like I am missing something? Alice, who has always been my favorite sister is currently taking a seat with jasper in his room. Alice and jaspers relationship is like nothing I have ever seen before, they aren't as physical about there relationship as Rosalie and Emmett are, they for some reason don't have to express their feeling for each other in any physical way. Rosalie and Emmett on the other hand always feel the need to express their feelings for each other in a more physical manner. Carlisle and Esme's relationship is pretty normal not too physical and not too emotional. And yet here I am the odd man out for so many years. I sat, and without thinking I began to play at first I was just a few different notes and then I began to transition it into something more complex. I couldn't believe how long I had neglected my music. And suddenly everyone thoughts were the same. Edward is composing again?and then as I played and just let my fingers flow along the long white keys I was filled with images of Bella swan her beautiful dark brunette hair, her wide deep chocolate eyes that always seem to see through my pretenses, here pale yet seemingly beautiful face, and my personal favorite her scarlet blush. I had been in such a deep concentration that I didn't notice when everyone had left and only Esme remained by my side. I slowly came to a stop. And smiled. At my side Esme said. It's beautiful Edward. Does it have a story? I smiled even wider when I replied. Doesn't my music always have a story? Esme came to sit by my side. Can I hear it? She asked. My smile faded. I thinking again. it's the story of something so beautiful that fell in love with something so hideous. I answered. Edward do you love her? She asked. Does it matter? She could never love me. I replied my eyes rested on Esme's. Oh my dear Edward, I don't think there isn't a girl out there that can't see the true beauty you have and hold on the inside. I smirked. Every mother says that about their son. I replied. Well it couldn't be more true. She answered. It doesn't even matter, I mean the way I've been treating her lately she probably hates me right now. I thought back to the day after the accident when she tried to talk to me again and I vehemently ignored her. And after that day she never once tried to talk to me again. And how do you know that? She asked. I don't know. Was my honest answer. And how do you feel about her? Esme asked. I waited before I answered, how did I feel about her? I asked my self again. I don't know esme, every time I see her I just want to talk to her and try to figure out her thoughts, I feel very… protective of her, I feel that no one else deserves her and that she deserves the best. I…I think I love her esme, but its just so confusing. I answered quickly. Edward I don't think she hates you I think that she likes you a lot but you're not giving her the chance to tell you. Do you really think so esme? I asked. I know so Edward. She answered.