A/N- So I thought of this while I was reading twilight… I have yet to re-read New Moon and I might mess up a little bit but that's okay. I know whis is short and I know I probably won't get many reviews for it but I figure what the heck, the plot bunny hopped up and kicked me in the ass; the only way to get it off it to write.
Summary-A century (though, for Edward, it seems like a week) after Bella Swan's death and Edward is still grieving. When he heads to Grand Banks, Newfoundland to, yet again, start a new life, he meets Sarah.
A freshman in high school, she has many issues (you'll get to know all of them sooner or later), one of them being the enigma that is Edward. HE's way too good looking and he seems to radiate light. When he ends up being in all her classes, sitting beside her no less, she begins to get mad; no, infuriated. But then, she gets infatuated and soon it's all she can do to keep from jumping him then and there in pure math.
Warnings- Language use. AU because I probably have a few things wrong. Edward might be out of character. Sarah is probably the most outgoing person you'll ever meet. She's sarcastic too. And cynical. And she swears like a drunken sailor sometimes.
On with the show.
Long after everyone else had left, I sat at Bella's graveside, willing her to come back. I took a deep breath and shook my hair out. The pouring rain was doing nothing to sooth my mood. Back at the house, everyone else was probably worried about me.
Why, I asked myself. She could be by my side in stead of six feet below my shoes. We could be some where sunny. She always loved the way my skin sparkled in the sun. She had always said that after she was changed, we would move somewhere where I could be outside all the time and feel the sun on my skin. I liked that plan. There was only one small flaw.
I wouldn't change her.
I had made everyone in my family promise that they wouldn't change her either. I was selfish, in my own way. I told her that she had to live her life like she was supposed to. She was 25 when she finally came to terms with it. She finally saw that I was serious and that no one else would change her. She had even gone to the Volturi to see if they would do it.
They said no. They said that they wouldn't do that to me. Carlisile and Esme were too valuable "assets" to loose. She was furious when she came back. She hit me and screamed and raged until she couldn't move anymore. Her fists were black and blue and she had tears streaming down her face.
"Why?' She had asked me, "Why don't you want me?"
My heart shattered at that exact moment. The look she gave me had so many emotions swirling around in it, I could barely discern one from the next. That's when she ran. She went to Spain and Brazil and Paris. She went anywhere I wasn't. But it was all for naught. She came back in the end, her heart broken and bruised. She went to that Jacob kid for comfort. He told her that he would protect her; that he would do everything to help mend her heart back together.
Despite his obvious 'disability' they got married a year later. I was there. Alice, Jasper and Emmet were there too. When she saw us at the reception she told us that it was over.
"You were the ones that ended it. You had your chance. Give Carlisile and Esme my love." She turned to me and smiled sadly. "I'll never forget you. Any of you." Though she only looked at me when she said it, it was meant for everyone. She looked into my eyes and leaned up, kissing me on the cheek softly. "Good bye Edward." She smiled at Alice, Jasper and Emmet and turned, walking away.
The others moved later that week, but I stayed. I stayed to watch over Bella. My Bella. She and Jacob had kids. Two of them. Both girls. One was named Alice.
In the back of my mind, I cursed myself for not doing what she wanted. But I was too late. She seemed happy enough with Jacob. In her sleep though, she still spoke my name. At times Jacob would lie awake listening to her mumble it. He had asked her about it a few times. She'd flush and avoid the question.
Now, years later, I was sitting at her graveside, wishing I could bring her back; wishing I could turn back time and do what she wanted. Not what I wanted. I was too late. Always too late.
I shook my head and stood up. I felt a tap on my shoulder and turned around. Standing there, drenched to the bone was Bella's firstborn. Alice. I smiled sadly at the resemblance.
She smiled Bella's smile, "I'm sorry to bother you, sir, My mother wanted me to give this to you. You know," she shrugged awkwardly, "When she… you know…" I nodded and held out my hand silently.
Alice handed me a small envelope wrapped in plastic. I raised an eyebrow and looked at the woman. She laughed. "Mom said, with her luck it would probably rain on her funeral day so keep it safe so water can't touch it."
I nodded. "Thank you." I said hoarsely. Alice nodded and turned, walked carefully back through the rain.
I put the letter in side my coat and walked back to my car, driving back to my house to meet up with the rest of my family.
When I walked through the door they were all sitting at the dining room table. The all looked up when I came in. I smiled shakily and pulled out the plastic wrapped letter. "I got a note from Alice. Alice smiled and laughed silently, shaking her head.
I took off my shoes an my coat and sat at the table with the rest of them. I unwrapped the letter and took a deep breath. I almost fell off my chair. I smiled at the rest of them, "It smells just like her." They all nodded, being patient with me. They're thoughts though, all hit me at once.
Carlisile, "Oh my boy. How could you do this to youself."
Esme, "Poor Boy. He'll need all of us to help him through this. Maybe we should move. Somewhere like Canada maybe."
Alice, "Edward you idiot. You're only torturing yourself. Stupid boy."
Jasper, "Fine, I just won't breathe then. Damn she smells good."
Rosalie, "I'll be nice today, but he'll have to snap out of this soon and then I'll tell him. He knows I'm right. I've always been right."
Emmet, "Funny girl. Always falling down. Blushed a lot too. Bella you should have pushed harder."
I closed my eyes and shook my head, allowing their thoughts to rest at the back of my mind. I opened the envelope. A fresh wave of Bella hit me. My stomach clenched and had to force myself not to tear the thing to shreds. I pulled the letter out and smiled at the crooked script that was distinctly Bella. I opened it and read it out loud.
"My dearest Edward,
If you're reading this, I suppose that means I'm gone and buried. Was I right? Did it rain? Just my luck huh? Are you reading this with everyone with you? Because they should hear this too. If you're not I guess you could just give it to them after…
Anyway, I want you to know that I never blamed you for anything. I know, now, that you only did what you thought was best. In the long run tree days of agonizing pain doesn't sound very… fun.
Back to the point. Do you think you could forgive me? Don't blame Jacob. It's not his fault.
I still love you, you know. I always have. I'll be watching you. If you do something stupid or suicidal, I think I'll have to haunt you… Or something.
Stay safe.
Love,
Bella
P.S. If you find someone else, don't be afraid to flal for them. Don't feel guilty. I always did whenever I did something with Jacob. I want you to be happy. I don't want you to be grieving for me forever. Put it behind you and be happy.
I love you all. Good bye…"
"Oh Edward," Esme said sadly.
Alice stood up. "What are you going to do?"
Edward shook his head and stood up. He walked up the stairs and, moments later, the bass from his stereo could be heard pounding through the house.
Everyone looked to Alice. She smiled sadly, "He's broken and his heart is hurting. But he'll live. For now at least."
Everyone nodded and stood, filing out of the house to give Edward some space.
A/N-Okay, so I know the letter sounds like it was written by someone who was about 17 instead of… old. But I think of Bella as the type of person who, as she grows up, stays a child. I can't explain it but there you go. Please do not flame, I don't have enough CO2 .