100 Years Worth of Journals

Chapter 3- Family

AN: Finally! I'm alive again! Have I mentioned that I hate schoolwork? I can't update ANYTHING anymore! Well, we have break coming up, so count on more than one story updated every weekend! The next one will be new, called Miracles Happen, but then I'll update The Time Machine! Yay meeeeeeee!

Bella's POV

"Bella, is Charlie home right now?"

Alice's wind-chime voice rang through the house. I thought it over for a minute, and replied, "Why?" Despite the fact that she was upstairs, I knew she would hear me.

"Oh, well everyone but Carlisle and Esme is going hunting. I wasn't sure if you could go home, or if you'd rather stay here."

I thought for another minute. Staying might worry Charlie, but it would give me a chance to read the journals without Edward here. I'd read for 3 days straight, no interruptions. "Um, I don't think so. I'll just stay here, if that's okay."

Alice was at my side in 3 seconds flat. She smiled brightly. "Awesome. Just give me a few minutes to tell him where you'll be. I promise I'll lie well." She winked and skipped off for the phone.

Once I was sure that they were all out of the house, I raced up to Edward's room. The journals were exactly as I'd left them. I grinned and picked up the first one. I was over halfway through, which surprised me. I'd have expected Edward to write more often. Oh well, it didn't matter. I opened to the right page and continued reading.


November Second, 1918

Carlisle just returned home from the hospital again. The idea of a vampire as a doctor amuses me. It seems so odd. Anyway, Esme came home with him this time. He must have transformed her, as I can still hear her screaming. I remember too clearly what my own transformation had been like; the burning raged on for days, to the point where you were begging for death. Carlisle only changes the near-dead. I heard rumors that Esme attempted suicide after her son's death. Perhaps that's why he changed her.

I made the decision to tell Carlisle about my "gift." He has a right to know, as does Esme. Perhaps Carlisle will find a way to explain what it is. I hope so, as I'm curious myself. I'll wait until Esme's transformation is through, and tell them together.

~Edward Anthony Masen Cullen

November Fifth, 1918

Esme is now a vampire. I had the chance to talk to her, and she's a very nice woman. Like all vampires, she looks much different than she did three days ago. She and Carlisle left to hunt, as she is a newborn and thirsty. I stayed behind, allowing them to be alone.

Earlier today, I told them about my "gift." Carlisle took it well, considering what I was expecting. Esme didn't seem to mind. Both seemed interested in the idea. Carlisle was about to explain something, but Esme really needed to hunt.

~Edward Anthony Masen Cullen


"Whatcha reading?" inquired Esme, alerting me of her standing in the doorway. I closed the journal quickly, marking the page with my thumb.

"Oh, nothing," i replied nervously, trying to sound casual. She picked the book up and rifled through it.

"Is this Edward's journal?" she asked, frowning. "I thought he burned this."

"Oh, I see. I wanted to know what it was. I didn't really read it."

She nodded, slearly not convinced. "Well, keep doing what you're doing. I'll be downstairs if you need me."

"Okay. Bye!" I waved, waiting for her to leave. Once she was out of sight, I reached for the journal and found my place.


December Seventh, 1918

December. Hard to believe it's been 5 moths since I became a vampire. The ground is covered in snow, yet it doesn't bother me. The only issue is the lack of wild game for hunting.

Being a vampire isn't as bad as I'd originally thought. I've met several humans in Carlisle's workplace, and they didn't notice anything strange about me. Carlisle told them that hospitals bothered me, as an excuse to get me out before I killed anyone. Since I am still a young vampire, I have restraint issues on occasion. Humans aren't good company for me.

Esme's been around here for a while now. She and Carlisle appear to be a couple now. They truly are in love. I can't help but wonder...is there someone for me? I have never felt love before towards anyone outside my family. I see attractive girls, but none that I honestly love. I've always been something of an introvert, so love is a foreign emotion for me. Still, Carlisle's happy, so I can't help but wonder...

~Edward A.M. Cullen


Surprise. Alarm. Wonder. Emotions flurried in my head as I attempted to process what I'd just read. I knew Edward hadn't ever met a woman before me, but to be jealous of Carlisle? I hardly believed it.

I wanted so badly to keep reading, but my human tendencies interrupted when my stomach grumbled. I groaned and headed downstairs for lunch.

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