I was driving my silver Volvo, and just entering Forks, where me and my family were moving. My dad was a doctor, and this hospital offered him a job. We were getting tired of Alaska, so we decided to move. Trees were passing in a blur, only allowing me to see a green colored stain. Headstrong by Linkin Park was blasting in the background.
My name is Edward Cullen, I'm 16 years old and currently moving from Alaska to the rainy town of Forks with my adoptive parents and adoptive siblings. I have bronze hair, always messy, and green eyes I inherited from my biological mother, Elizabeth. My adoptive mother, Esme, has caramel colored hair and topaz eyes. She is in her twenties and married to my adoptive father, Carlisle, a blond guy with light blue eyes. He drives a Mercedes. They both are great people. Esme is an interior designer.
My big brother Emmett is extremely huge, just muscle. He has curly, short dark hair and dark blue eyes. He's a big baby. He drives this huge, extravagant jeep with flames on its sides. He is dating my adoptive sister Rosalie. She has the body of a model and is extremely beautiful, just not my type. More like Emmett's type. She has blond hair and ice blue eyes. She can be a real bitch when she's pissed, but other than that, she is a really warm person with a dark past, just like all of us. She loves all things mechanical and drives a red M3 convertible.
Her twin brother is my other adoptive brother, Jasper. His hair and eyes are the same color as Rose's. He has a passion for History. He is dating my adoptive sister, Alice. She is pixie-like, really short, with black spiky hair and brown eyes. She is a shopaholic and crazy for fashion, as well as a little ball of energy. She drives a yellow 911 Turbo, a Porsche. People always gossip because my siblings are dating and living together but, as Carlisle and Esme always put it, you can't fight love, right?
As the car moved forward, I could finally see our new house. It was big, like a mansion, in a Victorian style. We're, like, totally rich, so we could afford fancy cars and big houses. None of us would have to work a day in our lives and we could still live well, better than most. Next to our house was a smaller one, though it still looked cozy. A car was getting away from the house, and there were people outside, waving.
As we pulled up, along with the moving trucks, I could acknowledge the family standing there better. The man and the woman were probably in their forties, both with black hair and eyes. The man had a moustache. The woman had her hands on her hips and seemed to be reprehending her daughter. When I looked closer to her, I found myself breathless. She was beautiful, stunning. She had brown hair and brown eyes, full, luscious, red lips I wanted to kiss like crazy. It made me remember of chocolate covered strawberries. She seemed upset. As I got out of the car, the woman was saying:
very rude to them."
The girl looked quickly on our direction.
"Well, yeah, I don't have much patience for people like them.", she said, screaming. Boy, was she angry. I didn't want to upset her, never. She looked like she could rip her parent's heads off. The rest of my family joined me, astonished, while we looked at the scene before us. I wondered what had happened to make her so furious. Meanwhile, she continued screaming at her parents. "Sandra was the only one you could actually enjoy among them. And I can't believe that annoying, stupid, wretched boy touched HIS stuff and slept in HIS room! What could possibly have cross your mind? Dad, I thought you missed HIM as much as I do! How could you allow it? And the fucking kid bit me right now! And your godson was stalking me! God… I… I… Ugh!"
"HE". I wondered who "HE" was. She looked at us then, staring, quickly analyzing each one of us. But when she looked at me, she looked me in the eyes. We made eye contact for a few moments, me drowning in her beautiful chocolate colored eyes. I swallowed hard. She was just so beautiful. But our little moment was quickly ruined by her mother's replay.
"Don't you talk like that missy! And where did you want me to put the boy? Sleeping in the floor, or in the couch? He needed a bed to sleep, for God's sake!"
"Yeah, but that's just because he's from your side of the family, and you godson's son. If it were one of my cousins, you wouldn't have a problem with making them sleep on the floor. So shut the hell up! They're not worth the effort!", the angel girl said, with teary eyes, running inside and shutting the door. We still heard her soft sobs as she ran, I supposed, up the stairs.
"Wow", Emmett said. "She sure knows how to scream."
Her parents turned to us then, surprised to see us looking. Looks like they hadn't noticed us arriving like their daughter had. The woman spoke first.
"We're sorry for the scene our daughter caused. She has been quite… emotional lately. I'm Renée, and this is my husband Charlie. Our daughter is Isabella, though she is not here, clearly.", she introduced them awkwardly.
Carlisle and Esme stepped forward to shake their hands. "I'm Carlisle, and this is my wife Esme, and our adoptive kids: Alice, Jasper, Edward, Rosalie and Emmett." We nodded our heads in acknowledgment when our name was said.
"It's a pleasure to meet you. Please enjoy your stay here. We won't keep you any longer. I'm sure you're all tired and need to unpack. Excuse us", Charlie said. They left then, entering the house.
I exited my new room, with golden walls, carpet and bed sheets and pitch black furniture. I had already unpacked. All my clothes, which Alice had bought, were in my closet, my stereo was ready to work, my many shelves filled with CD's in its place and I had already admired the beautiful forest from the one wall in my room which was made of glass.
I had already seen all the other rooms, Carlisle's studio, the kitchen, Esme's studio, the garage, the living room, the laundry room, everything. I had already been teased by Emmett and Jasper because of Isabella and already played in my piano, which rested in the living room. I had already eaten dinner. And now I was bored to death. I only wanted to go for a walk.
"Mom?", I called.
"In my room, Edward!"
I went up the stairs and entered hers and Carlisle's room, colored in various shades of brown. She was making the bed.
"Mom, can I go for a walk? I believe there is a beach near, and I wanted to catch some fresh air and get used to the environment."
"Sure, Edward. Just be careful. And take your time. I trust you not to do anything reckless.", she smiled warmly.
I kissed her cheek and left. I followed the way that lead to the beach and walked around in the sand. I was in La Push now, or so I thought. If so, the Native kids were having a bonfire somewhere far. I could only see a bit of it.
After walking for awhile I found a huge bunch of rocks. I loved the sea, but the water was too cold to swim and it was dark. It was probably 9.10 pm. So I stayed in the rocks. I took off my tennis shoes and started to climb.
As I got further and further in the rocks, I started to hear a beautiful music coming from a guitar. I walked quicker, trying to find the source. When I knew I was really close, I was near this huge rock, which seemed to have a hidden place behind it. I climbed this rock and looked to the other side. And there she was, in the hidden place I had supposed would be there. Her hair was shining in the moonlight, and she sat Indian style, with a guitar on her lap. Her skin was pale in this light. I stood still, listening to her, enhanced by her beauty under the moon.
(Original song by Billy Joel, "Lullaby, Goodnight my Angel. I changed a few things, because I want it to look like Bella is singing it to HIM. Please read it so you can understand the rest of the story better.)
Goodnight my angel time to close your eyes
And save these questions for another day
I think I know what you've been asking me
I think you know what I've been trying to say
I promised I would never leave you
And you should always know
Where ever you may go
No matter where you are
I'll never be too far away
Goodnight my angel now it's time to sleep
And still so many things I want to say
Remember all the songs you sang for me
When we went sailing on an emerald bay
And like a boat out on the ocean
I'm rocking you to sleep
The water's dark and deep inside this ancient heart
You'll always be a part of me
Tu ru ru ru ru ru, ru ru ru ru ru ru
Goodnight my angel now it's time to dream
And dream how wonderful your life could have been
Someday my child may cry, and if I sing this lullaby
Then in my heart there will always be a part of you
Someday we'll all be gone
But lullabies go on and on
They never die, that's how you and I should be
She ended the song in a soft tune. It sounded so sad, so heart wrenching, but at the same time so beautiful. I could hold it anymore. So I called her.
"Hey there!"
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Sorry it took me so long! I have been super busy. I'll try to update more often. Sorry for any grammar or spelling mistakes. And review. You know I'm Portuguese, so writing in English is a huge challenge. Your reviews help go on.