Unknown POV
It had been years since the last time I was happy. Years since I had seen the light.
I lived under a rock ever since I lost her.
My love, she was gone. I didn't know if she was now ashes somewhere mixed with the dirt, or if she was happily living the life I had always wanted for her.
No, this wasn't the life I had wanted for her. The life I wanted for her included me. We were going to spend eternity together until he came along and ruined my plans.
Him…I could only hope he had not survived.
I don't know how much time had past since I freely walked out in the open. Occasionally I would take a stroll in the city but I would stay put, covering my self from sight. Not once since that day had I encountered another one of my kind. I only hoped to keep it that way.
It was a sunny day but not bright enough for my skin to glow.
I guess this was to be expected. It would have been everything I had ever dreamed of, if only it had gone the way I planed.
I was walking down the street in Seattle, Washington. My temporary home.
A group of couples and a little girl caught my attention. They seemed to be a family; a picture perfect scene. You could clearly see their beauty.
A little girl was skipping about and laughing at their comments. But this didn't surprise me as much as what ensued.
"Auntie Alice! Auntie Alice!" The little girl cried, running to the front where a short pixie-like female and a Blond male were walking arm in arm.
The pixie turned to look at the child with a smile.
"What's up, Ness?" She asked care free.
"Uncle Emmy called me Goldie locks again." The child said in an annoyed tone.
The pixie stared at the child for a moment before smirking.
"Did he now? Well, we'll just have to see about that. Wont we? Don't worry Nessie. We'll get that over sized teddy back in no time!" She said with an evil glint in her eyes.
Just then, a brunette who was walking behind the pixie hand in hand with another man intervened.
"I know what your thinking. Don't do it." She said logically. The pixie pouted.
"But Bella!"
"No, Alice!" The brunette insisted. The pixie finally gave in.
"Fine! You're no fun, Bella. Too mature." She mumbled the last bit, but I heard her anyways. The brunette did too, and rolled her eyes at the pixie-like girl.
But I didn't stick around to hear the rest of their conversation. I left just then due to rapid memories passing in my brain.
Memories I didn't want to conjure up. The pixie reminded me too much of my love.
And deep down, I knew who she really was. But I was in denial. Because she seemed happy even thought I wasn't there with her. I wasn't there to share her happiness, and that killed me most.
I didn't want to acknowledge that the love of my life had just passed before my eyes because she was already happy…with someone else.
