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SM owns all! Even Edward L

Chapter 1

BPOV

Al I found myself driving towards a place I wish I could forget, my memories washed over me. To a time where I was happy and had a best friend. You see, I grew up in an orphanage, but was adopted at the age of 13 by the Swans. The Swans seemed nice and I was happy to leave my life behind. Living in an orphanage was terrible. You always felt isolated and alone. But one thing I wish I could have taken with me, folded up and put in my pocket was Edward.

Though he was two years older then me, it always felt like we fit together better them a jigsaw puzzle. He was always mischievous, and sneaky but, he never got caught for anything he did. His bright green eyes always gave off a glow of innocence. If he wanted to be an actor, I'm sure he would be one of the best. His acting skill, plus his gorgeous looks would have made him a hit. But he never wanted fame, his dream was to become a doctor.

I was the complete opposite. I was quiet and very shy. I had a blush that could light up the whole room. Edward loved making comments that would activate it. One blink of his eyes would turn me into an embarrassing shade of tomato red.

I sighed, his eyes. They were emerald green and always managed to suck me in to their depths. I always felt like they were a mirror to his soul. Mine on the other had were dull ordinary brown. I can still remember the day that we had to say good-bye 5 years ago.

Memory

We had been behind the large house that was the orphanage. Edward had been pushing me from the swing that hung from the large oak tree. It was quiet while we were in out own thoughts. I had been thinking about what I was going to do once I left this place. Ever since I can remember, Edward and I had been together. Inseparable.

I had been so lost in my thoughts that I didn't notice that swing stop. Edward must have noticed this because he stepped in front of me and got on his knees so we were both staring into each others eyes. Causing me to lose my breath. He stared at me with such intensity and despair that I felt a piece of my heart break.

He looked like a little boy who just got told his puppy ran away. I hated to see him look like this, like we would never see each other again. Or at least for a very long time. Looking back at the memory made me think he knew something more then what he lead me to believe.

Edward had sensed my sadness and tried to lighted the mood. He put on one of his famous crooked smiles, though it didn't reach his eyes it was still beautiful. I felt like I needed to say something so I decided to say something that would hopefully make him laugh.

"Hey look on the bright side." But I stopped, frowning at the look of obvious doubt on his face. But continued when he didn't speak up.

"You wont have to be afraid of me falling to my doom anymore." I added with a chuckle. Everybody at the orphanage knew about my inability to walk across a flat surface and stay upright on my feet. A few, unfortunately, had experienced it first hand. At my comment he got a mischievous glint to his eyes as his smile grew even more lopsided.

"But Bella, you should know by now that me catching you in my arms after you fall is one of my favorite pastimes." I felt my face contort with disgust as he laughed at me. It was so easy to pretend that everything was normal around Edward. Like it was another typical day, not that I would be leaving within the hour. But suddenly he grew very serious. His sudden change in mood made me look at him questionably.

He looked me straight in the eyes as he said, "But the thing I'm going to miss most is that beautiful blush of yours." I could feel my face heat up in response to his words. Traitor. I tried to hide it from him by letting my hair fall like a curtain around my face. But it had been too late. He saw.

Edward had gently brushed the hair from my face, to behind my ears. Letting his hand linger at my cheek as he stared at me with what almost looked like worship in his eyes. And whispered so softly that I almost didn't hear his say, "There it is."

He looked like he wanted to say more but, was interrupted by Angela, another orphan that said the Swans were here to pick me up. I sighed and looked down at the ground, not wanting this moment to end. I could suddenly feel the weight of time, or lack of it press against me. Making it hard to breath. I couldn't, no wouldn't let myself believe that this was most likely the last time I would see Edward. Ever. Edward pulled my chin up, telling me without words to meet his eyes. I did and gasped. His eyes were full of the grief he was trying to hide from me, for my benefit.

"Bella, you have to promise me something." He said with such urgency. And I immediately wanted to say anything to make him feel better. So I did, I nodded my head and said, "Anything." He took this as go ahead to continue talking. "Promise me that this wont be the last time we see each other."

I felt my stomach lurch at this. How could I keep this promise? After I leave we wouldn't have any form of communication, it wasn't allowed. We were supposed to forget and move on with our lives, with our new family. But someone like Edward just could not be forgotten.

"How?" I had asked hopelessly. Not seeing any way of this working out, but wanting it to so badly. But apparently he had thought this all out, because he said, "Meet me here at the orphanage, under this tree, a week after your 18th birthday. You'll be free to do what ever you want then, you'll be an adult. Just.. Promise me."

His voice was so anguished that I was no way I could refuse. Not that I wanted to. Maybe, I had thought , the promise of seeing Edward again will help me get through the years to come. That had made my decision and I said, "Of course."

He looked so relieve to hear my answer, like he expected me to say no. Did he really think that I could refuse him? But his relief did not last long, it quickly turned into sadness. Edward had looked deeply into my eyes, leaned down, and to my immense surprise, kissed me. My first kiss. It only lasted a second but whenever I think about it I can still feel the electricity that ran through my body.

I looked at him in surprise when he finally leaned back, fighting the urge to drag him back down to me. But he simply stared at my face, almost like he was trying to memorize it. When he was done he locked his gaze on the ground, like it was suddenly the most interesting thing in the world. Then he brokenly whispered, "Go." I looked one last time at Edward and lamely said bye before turning around and walking away from him, not looking back.

If I had looked back that day, I surely would have stayed because nothing, not even a family was enough to walk away from your existence, your reason for living.

End of memory

A car honking from behind me pulled me from my memories. Five years ago I promised Edward I would meet him at the orphanage where we grew up, under the oak tree. I was ecstatic about seeing Edward again. The thought alone made me happier then I had been in a long time. Don't get me wrong Charlie and Renee were great parents and got me everything I wanted because they had enough money to get by, if you know what I mean. But as my happiness grew so did my fear.

My fear that Edward wouldn't show up. That he had forgotten about me a long time ago. I mean, who would keep a promise they made when they were kids five years prier? I was, and I could only hope that Edward was too.

With all of these thought on my mind to keep me occupied. My truck became closer to the Fork's Orphanage that had been abandoned two years ago. How would I know that, you might ask? Well I over heard Charlie and Renee talking on the phone late one night. Mrs. Cope, the manager of the orphanage, had told them that the orphanage would be closing by the end of the year and was wondering if they were thinking about adopting anymore children.

They had said no that I was all they needed to keep them happy, and couldn't ask for more. But they told her that they would be interested in buying the house that served as the orphanage for me. Because I would be going to college up there anyway, and they would feel more comfortable to have me there then having me share a dorm with someone they don't know.

I have everything I need for college, and for my house in the bed of my truck. I shuddered, it was strange thinking about the orphanage as mine. And as I pull up to the place where I grew up I couldn't shake the foreboding feeling that something bad was to come.