Chapter 2
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This is the second chapter of Edwards New Moon! This is my first fanfic, so go steady with the abuse!;) But any advice/structured criticism is greatly apreciated! Thankyou for the reviews on the first chapter, and i even had some alerts and favourites tagged to this story, thank you so much! I will try and update regularly, and keep the quality high! Thanks again!
Hannah x
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Blocked Thoughts and Cherished Memories
'Change your email addresses, and no contact. I promised her we wouldn't interfere again.' My family had gathered at our new house, although I knew I would not be staying here for long. They couldn't see me like this.
'You know this will end in tears Edward' Alice snarled. She was not in the least bit happy with this situation, and was making her emotions well known. 'You know what Bella's like, Edward. It isn't safe for her to just be abandoned like this, mentally and physically. You will cause more damage doing this, than if you'd just change her.' I bared my teeth at her, she was fully aware this conversation was off limits, and I was not in the mood for it to be uplifted.
'She's right y'know Edward' Emmett interjected 'You know as well as we do the problems Bella can get into all by herself, let alone when she's causing trouble herself.'
That's was the problem, I was fully aware of the issues Bella could attract, and it was tearing me apart.
'No contact. And don't go looking for her future, either, Alice. We've caused enough trouble.' With that, I set off, from my family, from everything I knew; to somewhere I could fall to pieces, and let the guilt and grief consume me.
It had been a week. A week without seeing Bella. A week without hearing her voice. A week without smelling her soft scent. A week of torture. I could only be grateful my family were not here to witness my weakness. All I could do was mourn, and allow the guilt to crush me...
I ran to the house my family were currently occupied, and immediately realised someone attempting to block their thoughts. I entered the house with suspicion. After nearly a century with my family, I was fairly attuned to their usual line of thoughts; Emmett has a fairly child-like mind, however the general tenor is kind and happy. Rosalie was considerably self-centred, however was overwhelmingly in love with Emmett, quite physically. Carlisle was compassionate, and his thoughts were often thoughtful and logical, rather similar to his wife and mate, Esme, whose thoughts upheld a loving tone. Jasper was very methodical; he assessed a situation from every direction and was usually very observant. You could nearly re-watch a conversation through his thoughts, and understand every aspect of it. I instantly realised. Alice.
'Alice!'
She descended the stairs cautiously, deep in concentration.
'Alice, what are you keeping from me? Tell me, now!'
'Edward, it's nothing!'
'You know something. What is it? Is it Be-, is it her?' I could not face the agony it caused me to say her name, to even think it. Jasper picked up on the strong emotion that pulsed through my body, and suddenly a wave of serenity filled the room. With that, Alice's mask slipped, and i caught a glimpse of what she was hiding.
'Edward! I never replied! I promised! They were all in my inbox when I checked my old mail!'
With that, I sprinted up the stairs to Alice's laptop, and clicked to her old email address. There before me were around 30 emails from Bella, to Alice;
'Alice,
How could you just leave me like this? How could you? I thought we were supposed to be friends, best friends. You couldn't even say goodbye to me Alice, how do you think that makes me feel. All of a sudden, my whole life has been snatched away from me, leaving me with nothing but memories that I question every day. Please Alice, come back?
Love Bella
'Alice,
I can't do this anymore. When you left, and he left, you took away everything, including a part of myself. I'm stuck Alice, I don't know what to do. There's nothing here for me anymore. Please Alice, come back, please...
My love, Bella.'
'Alice,
Please reply. I need some contact. I feel as though I'm losing myself, and my mind. Everything that's happened in the last year I'm beginning to question whether it's real, or a product of my imagination. I'm having some nightmares Alice, but there not just ordinary nightmares; i wake every night shaking and screaming, but I can't seem to stop myself. Charlie's getting worried; which is the last thing he needs. Please Alice, I'm begging.
Love Bella'
'Alice,
The dreams are getting worse. There's nothing scary within them, but nothing; blankness. Like when you all left my life. Please Alice, I don't know how much longer I can do this...You may have no longer want me, but you will all always remain a part of my life..
My love, Bella.'
I snapped the laptop shut. The emotions that coursed through my frozen anatomy were almost choking me. How could I be so cruel? The only thing i lived for was in the most vulnerable state I had ever known her to be in, because the one thing that was supposed to be there for her, to protect and soothe her; had shredded her apart, stolen her heart right from her chest and mangled it so it was even unrecognisable to her. I craved her scent, but more urgently, I needed her; her warmth, her love, her genteelness, all that tamed the unpredictable monster that used to own my entity before my personal angel came upon me.
But no. I wouldn't return, I couldn't return...
"I told you Edward!" The little pixie in the corner yelled at me. I would have laughed at the irony of her small, tinkling voice and boisterous rage, if the situation were slightly different. "I said this was the worst idea! What, did you think Bella would just accept this and get on with life? Of course she won't! She'll be holding our memory her whole life!"
"She's right Edward" Emmett interjected, "and by the sounds of things leaving really was the worst plan. I'm surprised she hasn't tried to ki-"
I snarled at Emmett. His thoughts portrayed the last few words, and it terrified me. I had made Bella promise she wouldn't be reckless, and she had agreed. However, when I think back, I concluded that she had never listened to me; if she truly believed what she was doing was right. I was terrified.