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It Wont Be Long
A soulless creature sits in a pew. The love of his life in a casket. People cry and talk around him but he doesn't hear a word. For, he is thinking of the love that he lost. The love he will never feel or touch again. The preacher took the podium but Edward didn't care. It was just a reminder that he was here and she was not.
"Bella..." Edward whispers, hoping she would hear him. "I love you. Please forgive me but I don't know if I can do this."
The preacher started to speak, snapping his attention back to the front of the church. His good hand ran over the bandage on his right hand. The pain was there but he couldn't care if it hurt or not. Carlisle tried to get him to take pain medication but Edward refused. If the pain in his arm hurt as much as the pain in his heart then maybe, maybe he would take the medication. But no medication would heal his heart. The pain would be there for the rest of his existence.
"We are all here to celebrate that life and death of Bella Swan. Bella was a daughter, friend and a lover. When the life of a young person is tragically taken away from everyone suffers," the preacher continued but Edward went into his shell. He could hear the preacher talk but couldn't interpret what he was saying.
Soon, the casket rolled by. Tears flowed down his face as Jasper put his arm around his shoulder guiding him out of the church. He didn't care if he ever stepped a foot in a church ever again. Edward promised himself that he never would. The graveside burial crawled by. Again, he didn't hear a word the preacher said as he looked at the casket. All too soon, people were walking back to their cars, everyone but Charlie and Edward.
Charlie hadn't said a word to Edward since the night of the accident. Charlie wanted to kill Edward but his deputies held him back. Renee was able to talk Charlie down but she wouldn't be around forever. Edward took a sideways glance at Charlie. He was glaring at him with tear soaked eyes.
"Charlie," Edward began but was quickly stopped.
"Don't even try to speak to me. YOU took my daughter away. It is YOUR fault. I will make the rest of your life a living hell." With that Charlie walked away with his head down.
"I'm so sorry," Edward finished even though he knew Charlie couldn't hear him.
Edward said nothing else as he collapsed on the casket. The shell of his love inside. When he got the strength to stand he used his shaky good hand to pull the poem out of his pocket. The paper was crinkled from being opened and closed numerously. It had water marks from Edwards tears that he shed as he wrote it days ago. He opened it and read.
It Wont Be Long You said before you died, That I was the key to your heart. But the truth is you were mine. I ask the Lord above, To answer my prayers. That you would come back. But, that wouldn't be fair. I now know that you're happy where you are. Safe in the arms of Jesus, Without any cares. But I want you to know, That I still love you so. And I'll go on living for Him, Knowing that His light will never dim. Someday together we'll be, But, until then, the Lord will take care of me. So, keep on watching, It wont be long. That from this world, I'll be gone. Into your arms once again, Safe from all the worldly harm.
When Edward was done reading the poem the paper was soaked with tears. He placed the sheet of paper under a red rose, violet lilac and a white lilac. He didn't have the strength to move anymore. Edward sank to his knees and curled into a ball. The day turned into night as rain fell from the sky. The casket had been lowered hours ago. The workers tried talking him into going home but Edward remained motionless. Dirt now covered the grave as he laid beside it. He didn't know what time it was but he opened his eyes enough to see headlights. The voices sounded muffled to him. They were talking but he felt like he was at the bottom of a pool. The figures of Alice, Jasper and Emmett appeared from the car.
"Come on man, it's time to go home," Emmett pleaded with him.
"NO, I'm staying here. I'm not leaving her, not tonight. She shouldn't be hear all alone tonight,' Edward rasped because he didn't have a voice to speak anymore.
"You can't stay here Edward. Bella wouldn't want this. She would want you to be with your family, not out here all alone," Alice said softly. Emmett lifted him up and carried him to his car. Edward struggled to be let go and left alone but Emmett's hold on him was too tight. When he didn't have the strength to fight anymore his body went limp in Emmett's arms. His cold, wet body soaked Emmett but he didn't seem to notice. Jasper opened the door letting Emmett lay Edward in the backseat of his Volvo. Alice climbed in on the other side letting him rest his head on her leg. She took a blanket they had brought and covered him up. Edward laid there shaking as he cried. He didn't remember going home as flashes of Bella popped in his head. Her smiling, laughing, concentrating and even her angry. Edward felt the car moving but didn't process it. Soon they were pulling up into the driveway. The lights of the house were the last thing he remembered as he drifted off to sleep.