When I was five a boy came up to me. He was about five and a half, six. He was tall, had bright green eyes and the palest skin I had ever seen, he was beautiful. He was also my best friend, Edward Cullen. I was playing at the park, in the sandbox no less, when he came up to me carrying a plastic ring. He asked me to marry him.
"No!" I giggled, playfully.
"I love you. You are the only girl I said that to, Izzy. I didn't even say it to my momma."
I shook my head still and he sighed. He shrugged and said "I can wait."
When I was twelve a boy came up to me. He was about twelve and a half, thirteen. He was tall, had bright green eyes and the palest skin I had ever seen, he was beautiful. He was also my best friend, Edward Cullen. I was reading, Romeo and Juliette no less, when he came up to me carrying a plastic ring. He asked me to marry him.
"No!" I giggled, playfully.
"I love you. You are the only girl I said that to, Belles. I didn't even say it to my momma."
I shook my head still and he sighed. He shrugged and said "I can wait."
That night I got a text. It was from Edward. It read: Meet me in the park 11:30 tonight. Don't be late.
I didn't go; I thought he was joking around. The next day at school, he wasn't there. The day after that, he was still away, and the day after, and the day after that, he didn't come back. After a month or waiting I gave up. But after I had forgot, after I moved on and the memory of my best friend lost, I didn't expect to see him again.
Forks, present day
"Dad? Mom? Is anyone home?" I set my bag down and walked into the kitchen. Empty. I checked their bedroom, empty. Basement, living room, bathrooms, backyard. All empty.
I walked back up the stairs into my room, heading straight for the phone. On it, I found a note.
Dear Belles,
Your mother and I have gone to Vegas for the weekend. We would have told you sooner, but our flight was leaving at lunch.
See you soon,
xoxoxoxoxoxo Dad and Mom.
I ripped the note in half and threw it out. Why didn't they tell me before?! Like maybe before I went to school?!
I went into the kitchen and heated up some popcorn and started on my homework. It wasn't too hard. Just a report on the book Romeo and Juliette which I had read a million times.
I went up to my room, for the third time, and got out my pyjamas and a towel and a towel and went to take a bath.
I turned on the water to the hottest it would go, watched the tub fill up and stripped my clothes. I stepped into the tub and let the water relax my body. I took and elastic off my wrist and put my long curly, brown up in a ponytail.
I studied my hands, not really paying any attention to them. It was November 24. The day Edward sent me the text. I heard rumours that they went to L.A. Everyone was interested in them when they left. Everyone was interested in the when they lived here anyway.
Carlisle Cullen, Edward's father, was a doctor at the local hospital. All the nurses loved him. Yet he was devoted to his gorgeous wife, Esme.
Esme and my mother had been friends since high school. My mother, Renee, introduced Carlisle and Esme at the senior prom and got married a year later. Esme lived for her kids, Emmet, Alice, and Edward. I didn't know Emmet and Alice very well though.
I pulled on my pyjamas and I let down my hair. I brushed it out and looked into my boring brown eyes.
Why did he leave?