Different World
A/N Totally random idea. I have never read a story like this, but if there is, I had no idea.
This is set after Edward leaves. I am not going to sit here and write pages about Edward's depression,
so just imagine that Edward is very depressed, but recovering after the 3 years since he left.
This story is not super well written, and I am reluctant about posting it. But, I couldn't get this out of my head, so I will
stop my blubbering and let you, my delightful audience, enjoy the story.
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight.
Yes, I am depressed. Ever since I had abandoned Bella, I have been practically emotionless. But recently I have been getting better.
Today, I was going with Emmett and Jasper to this new video game release. So, I guess my life is becoming normal again.
We were now walking down the crowded streets of a town close to Los Vegas. There were male motorcyclists with multiple piercing s
and beer bellies and girls with fake blond hair and noses with tattoos hogging up the sidewalks. We didn't live here, but we were just
on a family vacation since we had practically been living under a rock the past three years. Besides, Alice and Rosalie wanted to be in
on the latest fashions, Carlisle wanted to pick up more books about hospital crap, Esme wanted to pick up paint and plaster for our
house, Jasper and Emmett wanted new controllers and more video games, and I could pick up more staff paper to write more music
about my depressing existence!
So now it was about 2pm on a cloudy day, just as Alice predicted, and we were on our way to a coffee shop to escape Emmett and
Jazz's mates and catch up on each other's lives.
Jasper spotted the place and led us to it. We found the place was slightly crowded, but we shrugged it off and sat in the middle on high
bar stools ignoring the cluster of men sitting in the corner and drooling over a magazine.
For the next while, Emmett, Jasper, and I talked about what was happening in the past few months. Soon, however, Jasper started to
complain about the lustful emotions of the men with the paper. We started to slide off the stools, when suddenly a man approached us.
He had on a bright red jacket and had ugly green eyes, overgrown blond stubble, and coffee/beer stained crooked teeth. He approached
us, grinning and licking the front of his disgusting teeth like the middle aged idiot he was. He grabbed Jasper and I by our wrists and
started leading us to the table while saying in a nasally southern accent, "I bet you youngen' haven't never seen a cutie like this baby
here!"
I really didn't care about the man's stupid paper, but I didn't really feel like fighting today, so I let him drag me to were his buddies sat
around the flimsy paper, drooling like idiots. As we approached the table, a man in his late sixties -wait no scratch that, possibly early
seventies judging by his gray hair and bald pot- scooped the MAXIMUM magazine and thrust it into Emmett's large hands.
He glanced briefly at it and froze. Holy mother…. Emmett trailed off inside his mind.
Me being impatient and wanting to see what everyone was drooling about, swiftly snatched the paper out of Emmett's now frozen
hands. I was now staring into the angel-on-the-cover's gorgeous brown eyes.
I roared in outrage.