ok like I said the authors notes are short and in bullet points.
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I'm sorry its so short I thought it would be longer.
Also you don't have to but you all should read my second fanfiction. its a bella kate femslash and it has two very short chapters with a long one on the way.
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight. I don't own My Love by Sia. I am also not making any money from this fanfiction.
School passes by quickly after lunch. I had advanced physics with Edward and a few other classes. All except one of those classes were with a member of the Cullen family. Rosalie hadn't returned to school or at least I didn't see. Pitters and patters tell me it's raining before I get to the parking lot. Sliding in my earpiece I make my way outside to the school's parking lot. Stepping through the doors I close my eyes and take in a deep breath of moist air. Rain is cleansing and pure. It takes the pain and sends it back as freeing tears and pure water. When it rained the memories always flowed smoothly even the painful ones. As I sit waiting for Charlie memories of lunch flood my mind. My mind does this sometimes I can look over memories as if they were a film. Some would call this a photographic memory but I know better. Rosalie seemed more shocked then angry when she left the lunchroom. What bothers and confuses me the most the interaction is not what Rosalie did but what I felt. When my eyes met her dark gold ones I felt something inside of my radiate with emotions. With love and yearning, with compassion and zeal for someone I barely knew. I slowly move my eyes away from the nearly empty parking lot and find my eyes wandering into the forest. Looking up at the grey tinted skies I can't help but wish Rosalie was here with my in the rain.
A smile graces my face when My Love by Sia begins to flow into my ears. Looking around I find that except for one car I am the only one in the parking lot. Getting up I dance slowly to the middle of the rain. I am drenched and in nothing but a hoodie. I stop my spinning and look back at the sky as though it held all the answers to my problems as if it could purify me. rain flows down my face and into my eyes flowing like tears down my face. Just as I begun to smile at the calm kind rain I am saddened because not all the memories I have of rain are peaceful. Alongside the memories of me as a child playing and singing in the rain is the vivid memory of me lying on the cold harsh concrete of an abandon ali. Beaten and broken I lay in this ally tears and blood being washed away by the rain. That night the rain fell but there was no calm and no matter how much it rained what was impure could never be pure again.
"Bella." An angelic voice called me out of my memories. Taking out my earphones I turning to find face the person who called me I find Rosalie Cullen looking back at me.
"Hello." there was a silence neither party knew what to say even though there was so much to be said. We were both hesitant to ask what we wanted to so I decided maybe start with a simple statement.
"Do you like the rain?" I ask to get the conversation started although will admit I wanted to know if she shared my fondness of it. I wanted to know more about her and maybe even find out why I have such strong feelings for her.
"No, because I have nothing but bad memories attached to the thought of it." She must have seen my sad expression to her answer because she quickly changed the subject to music.
"So you like Carter Burwell?" In my mind I wondered how she knew that.
"ya how did you know, did Edward say?" she looks at me and gives me a heart warming smile.
" No your headphones are still playing." I look at her with scrunched eyebrows.
"you can hear them? you must have good hearing." she smiles again but this time it doesn't stay. Her expression becomes serious as she begins to talk..
" Look Bella about what happened at lunch. I just wasn't feeling well my intentions weren't to come off as rude and I would love it if you sat with my family for lunch from now on." Happiness is what I felt as she said those words.
"sure I would love to." I was going to continue but a sharp honk pierced the air and ruined our moment. It was Charlie.
"I guess you have to go" she seemed sad and I was just as sad. spending time with her made me feel whole.
"ya but can-. This may sound weird given that i just met you but could we spend more time together?"
"yes Bella. I would love that" I smile and slowly turn to leave not wanting to take my eyes off of her.
I felt like there was hope, for what I don't know but as I left the parking lot in Charlies car I realized something. Those moments I spent with her are the happiest I've been in a long time.