SUMMARY: This a collection of memories Edward Cullen has of his beloved wife Bella. He wrote them all down in a journal, and this story is a glimpse of how Edward Cullen experienced the event of life with his true love. Enjoy.
A/N: I thought of this story when I got up this morning. I really hope it comes out all right J Please review! All right Goodbye!
October 3rd, 2010
Let me just get this straight. Im a grown man, I do not need to pour out all my emotions in writing, this is just a way for me to get a grip on whats going on within my life and I'm trying to think it over but its just too scrambled. And today, oh today, it fits in the perfect spot of oh my god, Im a goner. So Im going to try and get a handle on what is going on my mind so just bear with me. Today I saw her.
Her do you ask? Well that her has a name and it couldnt fit her more perfectly, Bella. Out of the fact that I could not get her out of my mind all day is the reason Im scribbling away at this dumb journal that my sister happened to place by nightstand. How she got in my apartment I will never know, but to tell you the truth, it kind of scares me.
Anyways back to the original source of my frustration with myself is Bella. The girl I met only nine hours ago. And it happened to be a meeting straight out of a cheesy romance novel, how coincidental. Out of the frustration I was having with the clients of the firm I stormed out of my office only to acknowledge my terrified secretary that I was taking my lunch break. I dont remember the people that were on the elevator with me, I cant remember the girl from Starbucks that gave me my latte in two seconds flat, but I do remember when I walked into central park and saw her.
Not to sound cheesy but I think I might of died and went to heaven because I saw an angel. There she was in all her beauty giggling along with the small children along her side. There must have been eleven children with her; she must have been a schoolteacher for maybe second or first graders? She was magnificent in her sexy yet professional pretty outfit of a black pencil skirt that was snug and very fitting around her small waist. She was also wearing a pretty white blouse with ruffles, she looked like she just stepped out of a world-class magazine with her little white flats.
But what really caught my breath was her deep wavy mahogany hair. I must have looked like a complete idiot staring at her gapingly. She didnt seem to notice to preoccupied with her energetic class, she seemed happy and laughing with the children it made my heart swell, at least thats what I think. I didnt mean too but I ended up following her around but made sure not to end up following her. The class seemed to adore her and persistently ask her questions about the park.
When she finally told the children that it was time to head back there was a chorus of awws and pouts. I felt like pouting myself. But then it dawned on me how would I see her again? I didnt know who she was but I knew her name from what the children were calling her. I needed to introduce myself and fast but before I could manage to stride over to where she was. My blackberry started to beep. I was going to press ignore but unfortunately it was the office number.
I sighed to myself and glanced at Bella who was now adjusting the hat upon a blonde girl with pigtails. God shed be one loving mother. Mother? Where did those thoughts come from? Just as I was about to fantasize another life with this mysterious woman, the beeping of my blackberry interrupted my thoughts.
With another sigh I answered the call. I remember I was agitated when I answered my secretary Jessica, who for the past three days was unnecessarily putting her manicured hands on my shoulder, my arm, and much to my distaste, my cheek. Once I ended the call saying I had lost track of time, I looked up expecting to see the mesmerizing teacher and her class but to my horror they were gone. I frantically looked all over the park but then realized the most depressing thought, I lost my chance.
To not see that angel felt like a bullet just went through my chest. And the most disturbing thought that went through my mind. She doesnt even know who I am. With much disappointment I went back to my office and threw myself at my work getting so much done that I was going to be quite bored for the next day.
Now I should get to bed and pray that hopefully soon, I would see that angel called Bella again and soon. Night and dont expect anymore late night writings to you, I'm not some Romeo whining about being exiled and not being able to see my Juliet, which I was understanding more and more.
* I hope you like my first Twilight Story attempt! And make sure to review they always make me smile and I love to hear opinions. My next chapter is when they are finally introduced and you have any questions, you can PM me and I'd be happy to answer you. Stay Wonderful. Love, Gabsy422!