Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight…or anything which SM wrote.
Summery: Edward met Bella when they were both very young. Edward is blind. Bella is his light in the darkness. Bella helps Edward in everything, she is his support system. Bella thinks nothing of it until one day she realizes Edward taught her more than what meets the eye. Canon pairings.
Rating: T~ to be safe, plus there will be some…semi-innocent ( not so innocent) touching later I believe.
Song: Lose It All by Rush of Fools. It honestly has nothing to do with this story, but it is a good song.
Quote: "The only thing worse than being blind is having sight but no vision."~ Helen Keller
Prelude~
Today was the first day of kindergarten and I was frightened beyond all reason. I walked into the brightly colored classroom ¾full of colors, letters, and numbers ¾ and shivered. I didn't need to be here, I could already read. I should be in second grade, but no they had to put me in kindergarten with all of the other five-year-olds. Not that I wanted to be in second grade with a bunch of big, mean seven-year-olds. I wish my mom was nice and would home school me!
I sat in a secluded corner of the rooms and cried. I didn't want to be here. I really didn't want to be here. I was sad. I wanted to go home, now.
I was so caught up in my own worries that I did not even notice when someone approached me.
"Hello, I'm Edward. Why are you crying?" A small bronze haired boy asked. He was holding as small white cane. That confused me.
"I don't want to be here. I don't have any friends and I'm scared!" I sobbed, lightly.
"I'll be your friend! I am a little scared, we can be friends so we aren't scared anymore. Okay?" Edward bent down slightly.
"Alright, that sounds good." I nodded.
"What's your name?" He asked, continuing our conversation. I had stopped crying by now.
"My name is Isabella Marie Swan. But, call me Bella. Isabella is too long and momma says it's formal! Why do you have that?" I said pointing to the cane.
"Have what?" He asked, obviously unaware of my rude pointing gesture.
"The white stick thing?" I clarified.
"Oh, it's my cane so I don't trip. I'm blind. I need it to 'see' things." He smiled. His smile was gorgeous. For a second I was unsure of what to say. Do I say 'I am sorry that you cannot see?' Do I not mention it?
"Oh, really? Well, I'm not blind. I can be your eyes if you want!" I suddenly offered. I don't know why I said that. I just kind of did. I liked Edward, even if he was blind.
"Sure, I guess." He shrugged. He looked up at me and I noticed his eyes were faintly green. They were beautiful, even if he couldn't see with them. " I'm five, how old are you?" He stepped closer.
"The same. Let's play!" I said.
That was the first time I ever met Edward. He was now my best friend in the whole wide world. That was years ago. At the time I never knew what would happen, nor did I care.
I later learned that Edward went to a special school three times a week to learn how to read in Braille. His dad was a doctor and his mother stayed home. He, like me, was an only child. His parents were thinking about adopting.
He had lost his eye sight in an accident when he was two. He didn't mind not being able to see. He said he could see people better than anyone else now. He got to learn about them and not worry about their looks. We became best friends. He offered to teach me how to read Braille and I told him I would always sit next to him forever.
That worked. We were now entering our sophomore year and I still sat next to Edward. Doctor Cullen and my dad always made sure we had class together. After class three days out of the week, I walk Edward to the blind school. I have read so many books in Braille it's almost funny. When Edward and I go to college, I am hoping to be able to translate all his tests into Braille for him.
Edward changed my life in more ways than one.
This is our story.
A/N:
This will be semi-based on a true story. Well, my story with my fiancée. He is indeed blind. We met when I was four and he was five. So, enjoy! I can read a little Braille, but I like reading print better. My fingers aren't quite as sensitive as his are.
Hopefully I'll update regularly…school is out now.
Friday the Thirteenth should be updated by Saturday or Sunday…
Catalina
P.S. My Cast is off!
