The Language of Love

Summary: Edward is a blind pianist. He works part time at a piano studio, helping give lessons after school and on weekends. What if one day, Bella walks in the door and becomes Edward's student? Will love spark even though Edward couldn't see her beauty but only the beauty of her heart? AU/AH

Pairings: I don't know… Let me think… CANON!!!!

Disclaimer: Sigh… I sadly do not own Twilight.

Edward's POV

I was blind—since birth, ever since I was adopted by the Cullens.

Carlisle, my adoptive father, had offered me if I wanted an eye transplant and I declined. He had explained it was a very simple procedure considering with the new technologies in today's century, but for some reason, I didn't want to. I was only eight years old then.

I didn't want to see hurt and hatred, even though I know what they are. It would have been hard for me to cope with the new things that I would see for the very first time. I wasn't ready then and I'm certainly not ready now.

Carlisle had said that I was a very gifted young man. I could still remember that very day when I first met the Cullens, which was nine years ago. It was the day that changed my life—forever.

~~~~~ Flashback (9 years ago) ~~~~~

Sister Clara had told me that someone wanted to adopt me. I was surprised because no one had ever wanted to because I was blind. Last time someone was interested in adopting me, they backed out when they heard I couldn't see. I over heard them say that I would be a big load to them. I was crying in my room the entire night. I was hurt.

I live in an orphanage. I have been ever since my mom and dad were killed in a fire that had started when my mom was cooking. I didn't know the whole story but of what I was told, they were burnt into ashes. I was only three years old when that happened and I was scarred until now. I was lucky that I was at the day care when that had happened.

When my teacher found out what had happened, she immediately called any of my family members, though I didn't stay with them. Either they lived too far away or in another country, or they just couldn't take care of me. So she called the orphanage instead. From then on, this is where I lived, this is my home.

"Edward! Can you come in here for a minute?" Julianna, the secretary, called to me. I used my walking stick to guide me to the other room until Sister Clara came and helped me.

"You'll be fine Edward. They are looking forward to meeting you." Sister Clara assured me. She can tell I was nervous.

"What if they don't like me because I am blind?" I asked worriedly.

"They know about that Edward. They said it didn't matter to them."

"Hello Edward. It's nice to finally meet you. I'm Dr. Carlisle Cullen and I'm with my wife, Esme Cullen." A deep voice greeted me as I entered the room. He took my hand and led me to a seat next to him.

"Hi. I'm Edward." I extended my hand hoping he would understand that I want to shake his hands, and he did.

"The adoption papers are already taken care of Mr. Cullen. All we need to do now is do the signing and everything will be legal." Julianna said.

"That's wonderful! Here, let us sign them now. The sooner the better." A woman said and I was guessing it was Esme.

"Are you sure about this Mrs. Cullen?" I asked in curiosity.

"What are you talking about Edward? Of course I'm sure of this." She answered me.

"I'm blind." I pointed out.

"So? How is that a problem?" Carlisle added.

"Well…" I managed to say before stopping.

"A lot of couples have wanted to adopt him but when they realized he was blind, they would back out and find another kid or orphanage. Edward is just afraid of rejection. He's gotten it a number of times." Sister Clara explained.

"We knew about your condition before this, Edward, and that hadn't change our decision. We want to adopt you and we aren't going to change our minds." Esme explained.

"And if you want, maybe you can have eye surgery to correct your vision." Carlisle mentioned.

"No. I'm okay. Maybe someday but not now. Thank you though. And thank you for choosing me." I said.

"You are one brave kid Edward." Carlisle said.

"So are we ready to sign?" Julianna asked.

I sighed and smiled. "Yes."

~~~~~~ End of Flashback ~~~~~~

And that simple yes had changed my life forever.

Now, even though I couldn't see the world around me, I know that I'm surrounded with great people.

Carlisle and Esme had changed my life in every single form.

The day they had brought me home, I knew that my life would be better.

Carlisle and Esme had a very hard time conceiving so they moved to an alternative of adopting. They always say they haven't regretted it. They said we were the children they never had.

I had two siblings. Emmett, my older brother a year older than me, who was Carlisle and Esme's first adoptive child and Alice, who was the same age as me, adopted by Carlisle and Esme two years after they had taken me. They are amazing, I can tell you that.

Emmett was the big guy, literally. The first time I had met him, he had given me a big bear hug that almost crushed me into pieces. He was a muscular guy. I still remember the very first thing he had said, "Edward, I'm going to be your big brother. And always remember that I will beat up anyone that tries to hurt you. Do you hear me?" I had just laughed at his comment and Carlisle had to talk to him about beating other people up.

Alice on the other hand had a bubbly personality. She was the hyper type of person. The day we had adopted her, I was there. She hugged me and told me that she was going to be the best sister I could ever have. Part of that is true, at least. She used me at as dress up doll. She would fix my hair and apply make up on my face and lay out my clothes for me. I don't know what had gotten into me because I would just let her. I don't know how I looked like at all but Emmett said that it looked good on me so I approved of Alice dressing me up. That was the worse three years of my life. I hadn't known what she has been doing until I was in eight grade. It was a good thing the family kept it a secret or else I would have been dead by now.

Now, I'm seventeen, and in my junior year of high school. A lot of girls have had interests in me but I don't see why. It seemed kind of odd to me that girls would come up to me and ask me on a date. I would say no to most. I don't think I have ever said yes to any of the girls. And it's not because I don't know what they look like. I believe that you don't judge a book by its cover. I could care less about their looks. Personality is more important to me.

"Edward? Are you ready to go?" Alice called from downstairs.

"Yeah. I'll be right down." I replied.

"Do you need help?" Alice asked.

"Alice." I said, annoyed. She knows that I could get myself down the stairs perfectly but it's not that she wants. I think you can guess. Alice? Fashion guru? Ring a bell?

"Sorry. Just want to help! And maybe check your outfit today perchance?"

"No! Just go and I'll be there ok!" I screamed angrily.

"Okay! Whatever you say!" She replied as I heard the front door slam.

Phew!

I had some free time on my hands.

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