AN: Sorry for the delay, please enjoy! :]
P.S. A LOT of things happen in this chapter.
Disclaimer: Everything belongs to SM, except the storyline.
[Recently on Under Your Spell]
"Oh. I'm sorry dear. My name is Esme Cullen. I'm…. I-I…. Edward was my son." She sobbed. Holly crap Edward's mother just called me. I've never even met her before; Edward doesn't really talk about his family… wait, she Edward was her son… w-what's that supposed to mean? "I need you to come to California ASAP… Some… Some things happened." She sobbed.
"Some things happened? I'm sorry Mrs. Culled, I don't understand."
"Some things happened… to… to… to Edward." She continued sobbing.
"Edward?" I could feel my heart begin to beat faster. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Seth stand erect. "What happened? Is he ok? What's wrong?"
"Isabella… Edward…. Edward's passed away."
Chapter 4: Meeting the Family.
[California] 10:30am (Before the Call to Bella.)
James POV
"Carlisle! Carlisle! Carlisle…" Esme sobbed as Carlisle tried to keep her on her feet. "Carlisle, please tell me it isn't true, please Carlisle. Carlisle… Carlisle… No! No! No! They're wrong! They're wrong! It's not Edward, it's not. It's not. It's not! Carlisle, Carlisle please, tell me their wrong… please." Eventually, through Esme sob Carlisle stopped trying to keep her on her feet. And as Esme cried on the floor, Carlisle got on his knees as well.
"You heard them Esme…" Carlisle tried to calm his wife down.
"No… No… No…"Esme cried into her hands. "Why? Why?... Why Edward, why?... Oh God, why…"
Carlisle didn't say anything, he looked at his wife, his eyes deep in a pool of tears. He rubbed useless circles on Esme's back, while his other hand was clenched into a fist in front of his mouth.
This is perfect. I knew they were going to be sad but, this? This was completely unexpected. I figured that the death of my dad would help them deal with Edward's death, but it seemed to have the opposite effect. They're taking this harder than what I imagined. Which is fucking fantastic for me.
"No, no. They're wrong." Esme lifter her face damp with tears from her head. "They have to be wrong," She spoke to Carlisle, with pleading eyes. "they said they found a body, a body. Just because it's a body, it doesn't mean it's Edward's body. It's not Edward, Carlisle. Edward can't be dead. I know he's not dead, Carlisle. My heart, my heart is telling me he's not dead. I'm his mother for God's sake, I would be able to tell if my son his dead. He's not, Carlisle. He's not."
"He is." I said without thinking causing everyone in the room the room to turn their heads at me. If looks could kill… Ha. If looks could kill I'd be just liked Edward. Ha… I went over to were Esme was crying on the ground and knelt down with her. "Esme, he's gone." I tried to say in softer voice. "It his car they found… A body beyond recognizable… It's him Esme. We have to accept that Edward is gone, he's in a better place now." I paused, for dramatic effect more than anything, before continuing with my lines.
"I don't know if I was the only one who noticed but," I looked at everyone in the room as I spoke. "Edward looked a little out of the ordinary? I mean, from what I saw, his actions are very… thought out. Why didn't he post pone his trip? Why would he travel alone? Why didn't he take the helicopter? Really, I mean when have we ever token a business trip on car?-"
"We?" Alice interrupted. "You never went anywhere. You don't do anything for the company."
"I didn't literally mean we as in me," You stupid bitch. "I meant it as… people from the company. I don't ever see Emmett or Carlisle driving? You guys always take the helicopter, or the plane. Why didn't he?"
"I told him. I told him too." Alice chanted mostly to herself as she sat down on the lonely sofa. "I told him to take the helicopter. I told him not to drive. I told him, I told him. But he didn't listen to me. Why didn't he listen to me? Why?"
"Alice, please. Calm down." Jasper tried to whisper to her, but we all heard. "I-I… don't… I think we should as for test to be done on the body they found. I mean… the body wasn't in the car and… they're still-"
"Jasper, are you listening to yourself?" I interrupted. I'm not enjoying their lack of
acceptance towards Edwards's death. Always trying to find loop hole and what not. But that won't be possible now. Not with this plan. What's done is done; Edward Cullen is dead.
"You're doing the same thing that Esme is." I continued. "You're just making this harder for yourself. Was Edward traveling alone or not?" I paused to give them a chance to argue with me, but none of them had anything to say. I was right. "Exactly. And is that not his precious Volvo in the ditch?... Did he ever let anyone drive his Volvo? No, he didn't. Edward was alone when the trailer hit him. It's Edward's body they found. There's no point is making this situation harder than what it is. You're just making it more painful for yourself." I turned towards Esme before speaking to her now. "Besides, do you know how fast the media is going to find out about this? After… After…" I pretended to choke on my sentence. "After what… happened… to my dad… I've seen how ugly the media can get. We need to just… end this. End it has clean as possible."
"Oh please!" Emmett spoke suddenly. "Since when do you care about the family, let alone Edward. You're never there for anything, you always had 'better things to do'. I don't even understand what you're doing here now."
"That's not fair." I defended, standing up. "My father always preferred Edward over me, even as kids. Do you think I wasn't going to notice that?"
"What? You think Uncle Masen liked Edward over you?" Alice questioned through her tears.
"He did and you guys all know it. So do you guys think I wasn't going to resent Edward for that? Of course I was." I stuffed my hand in pocket. "Of course now I realize I was wrong. My anger shouldn't have been placed on Edward but my father… But I was child, I didn't know."
"Please, you hated Edward yesterday. Where you a child yesterday?" Emmett retorted.
I took in a deep breath. "Regardless of what you guys may think, I cared for Edward." I whispered. "Sure I found him annoying and everything, but not in the manner you guys are thinking of… I hated Edward. I hated him. But not in a brotherly way. I never wanted any harm to come to him. I would have given my life for him." Man, I should be actor; almost fooled myself there for a second.
"He's right." Rosalie whispered. Her make-up had run down her face leaving black streaks on her check. I wonder what she would do if she realized she looks like that… "Not about the Edward thing, he's the only one that know he's being truthful or not. But about the other part…"
"What do you mean, babe?" Emmett asked her.
"We have to move on." She whispered looking at the wall. "We all have this hope that it's not Edward, but it is. It's Edward. He's gone. He's left us."
"Rosalie…" Emmett tried to whisper, but that ogre doesn't know the definition of whisper.
"No, Emmett. Think about it." She looked him the eye. "We've hold onto Uncle Masen's death for so long… We were doing each other no good. And Edward saw that. He saw it. Why do you guys think he went on the trip in the first place? He was trying to move on. He was trying to show us that we need to move on… And it was working. We had that doctors appointment today… We were moving on… And that is Edward would want us to do in this situation… he would want us to… to move one…"
"Oh, my baby." Esme started sobbing. "My baby… why did this happen now? His birthday is next month… I was planning on throwing him a surprise party…"
"Esme, please." Carlisle rubbed her back as she sobbed.
"Why didn't he listen to me, Jasper? Why? I didn't want him to go. I didn't. I had a bad feeling about this; I knew something bad was going to happen. But he insisted, and insisted... He wanted to go…" Tears flowed out of her eyes.
"That actually brings me to my next point…" I pulled out the folded paper from my pocket. "Why did Edward want he want to leave so soon? Why couldn't he have left today? Or why didn't he take someone with him? Sounds fishy to me, to sudden."
"He had to go? That land had just been sitting there, he had to check it out. What did you want him to do…?" Emmett defended.
"That still sounds too eager to me. Come on, Edward didn't even leave his room, let alone leave the house, when my dad first died. And now, he just picks up and leaves on a trip alone?-"
"What are you trying to say?" Emmett growled.
"Are you not fucking listening to me, you fucking ogre? I'm saying that Edward's behavior was very out of the ordinary." I turned back to Esme whose eyes were outline with red pinkish line from all the crying she's done in the past months. "Which is why when the police had informed me of… of what had happened, I went into Edward's room. It being one of the only rooms on the third floor, doesn't get much attention. I went in there looking for… for I don't know, anything. Anything that prove that the police had made a mistake. But instead I found this." I gave Esme the folded piece of paper.
"What's this?" She asked starring it.
"Papers that show that Edward flew out of state before he went his trip."
"Out of state?" Carlisle asked.
"He went to a small town called… Spoons, wait no, Forks. Yeah. Forks, Washington."
"Washington? Forks? What would Edward be doing there?"
"My question exactly. But then I found his phone." I pulled out the phone that I've been using. "He has daily calls to a number from Forks Washington."
"His phone?" Alice questioned. "No, that can't be his phone. I saw him take his phone with him… I saw. That's not his phone."
"Alice, c'mon. Edward has like seven phones… this is just one of 'em. Anyways, went I walked into Edward studio I found… I found the reason why Edward traveled to Washington. I found… i found proof of a civil registration…" I pulled another paper from my jacket pocket.
"What?" Esme questioned.
"Aunt Esme… Edward got married."
"Married? Married with whom?"
"With a…" I pretended to look at the paper. "With a girl named… Isabella Marie Swan…"
"Isabella? We don't know an Isabella…" Esme mused.
"That's not possible." Carlisle said to no one in particular. "Edward wouldn't get married like… I mean, I didn't even know he had a girlfriend…"
"But it is possible." I handed Carlisle the document. "That's a certified document from the city of Seattle."
"Seattle? I thought you said the airplane ticket was from a town called Forks…" Esme asked confused.
"Yes. But apparently, Forks is such a small town that they went to Seattle to get married… And look at the witnesses. Do you guys recognize who they are?"
"No. I've never seen these names before." Carlisle answered.
"Me either." I commented. Of course they didn't recognize the names. Me and Bella, just asked a random couple to sign as witnesses. We didn't even know them, let alone them…
"What? Let me see that…" Alice took the paper from Carlisle.
"So Edward was… he was married?" Esme cried. "Jasper, Jasper. Did he tell you anything about this? Anything about an Isabella?" Esme asked Jasper.
"No, Esme. I-I…" Jasper, who was looking at the document over Alice's over, responded. "Edward didn't… He didn't tell me anything…"
"I think you guys should call her." I said.
"Call who?" Esme asked, stupidly.
"Her. The girl. Whatever her name is. Um, Isabella or whatever."
"What? Why?" Rosalie questioned.
"Because it's not before long that the media is going to find out. Imagine what the media is going to say? We at least need to pretend like we knew her. I don't think being caught in the middle of a scandal is what we need right now… Besides, this'll give us the perfect opportunity to get to know the girl, get to know what type of person she is…"
"So that's why Edward wanted to leave so bad… That's why he didn't want dad to go with him… Because he was getting married…" Alice mused. "Edward got married… And, and… And he didn't tell me… he didn't tell anyone…" The tears started streaming down her face.
"Edward was kinda reserve." Emmett commented. "I mean, he didn't really share unless you asked or…" He stopped talking to whip away the tear that had escaped his eye. What a pussy, I can't believe he's crying.
"James. Can, can you call her?" Esme asked.
Oh shit. Didn't think of that. "I. I, uh, I don't think it's my place to call…"
"He's right." Carlisle said.
"I'll call." Esme nodded as she started crying again. "But I'll call her later today… I just… I just need time to… to take it all in…"
Perfect.
XOXOX
[Seattle, Washington. On Airplane.] 9:00am (The day after Bella receives the call.)
Bella P.O.V.
"They made a mistake." I said absent mindedly.
"Bella-" Seth began.
"They did Seth. They did. Edward's not dead. He… can't be dead." I whispered. "This is a mistake, the talking about a different Edward. Not my Edward."
"Yeah, Bella, 'cause 'Edward' is such common name right?" He asked. "Bella, please," He grabbed my hand. "Don't make this harder for yourself."
I sighed. He's right. I closed my eyes tight and tilted my head back on the seat. "Besides," Seth continued talking softly. "If it was a mistake, how did they get our number? How'd they know you're name?" I know, I know, I know… I know. This can't be a mistake. Everything fits, unfortunately.
But how is this possible? We just got married for Christ sake! I just saw him three days ago! Why him? Why him? What did he ever do to deserve this? Why did he get that call from his boss? Why, why, why?
I opened my eyes when I felt something wet drip on my hand, my hand that was still connected to Seth's. To my surprise it was a tear. A tear, a tear from where? Was Seth crying? I look over at him to see him glancing out the airplane window with a gloomy look on his face. But he wasn't crying.
With my free hand I touched my cheek. That's when I realized that the tear that had landed on my hand was mine. I was the on crying. I was crying a lot. I was crying without even realizing it. I wiped away my tears, not wanting to attract any attention from the other flight attendees.
"You think we did good, in not telling dad about Edward?" I asked silently.
Seth thought about it before answering. "For now, yes. I mean he's gonna be really pissed when he gets home and reads the note. But it would have been a lot more complicated to explain to him everything. And I could tell that you really wanted to leave…"
"I just want to get there as soon as possible…"
"Did you call Mrs. Cope to?"
"I left her message."
Seth nodded.
I closed my eyes again. "God, can this airplane ride be any longer?" I muttered.
"It's only a couple of hours Bells. Besides, think about it this away, if you wouldn't have use your savings to play for the airplane tickets, we would of have to gone on a bus, now that would have been a long trip."
"It doesn't really matter… Regardless, of how we get there, this is still the longest trip of my life."
XOXOX
[California] 12:00pm
Bella's POV
Finally! I swear that was the longest trip, ever. Plus the time spent on finding our bags. We only have two bags yet it took forever to get our stuff and leave.
"What are we gonna do from here?" Seth asked as we stood outside airport.
"We need to find a taxi- Oh look there's one." I said pointing to a taxi. "Come one."
We walked hurriedly to the taxi, actually I think I might have jogged a bit. "Excuse, sir, are you free?" I asked the cab driver.
"Yes mam. How may I be of service?" The old taxi driver asked.
"Can you take us to…" I reached into my jean pocket and pulled out the small piece of paper. "to this address here?"
"Oh let's see…" The man took the piece of paper and read the address. "Oh. The Cullen mansion. Sure I'll take you there. Such an unfortunate event right?" The cab driver opened the back seat door for us.
"You know them?" I asked confused with familiarity.
"Know them? Who doesn't know them…"
Who doesn't know them? I pondered what he meant as I scooted inside the cab.
As the cab drivers started driving, Seth began talking. "Sir, what did you mean by 'who doesn't know them?'"
"The Cullen's and the Platt's are the richest families in California." The old stated this confused by our question.
"Richest?" I muttered confused as well. I glanced over at Seth, as if he would be able to explain this to me but he knew the same things, if not less, than what I knew.
Edward always was mum about his life… But he had a job. He had a boss. That means he can't be that rich… right… Rich? I can't believe Edward was rich… I mean… I just…
"That right there on your left," The old taxi driver spoke. "is Cullen-Platt Inc."
I turned to look at what the man was pointing at. There are no words to describe this building. To say it was huge would be an understatement. There were large window all over the building, yet I could tell that even if I was standing right outside of it, I would not be able to see inside of it. It seemed to go up until it reached the sky; it was the tallest building around and you could clearly read the large "CULLEN-PLATT INC.", sign that was on the last floor.
"So this how they're rich…" Seth mumbled.
"Indeed." The cab driver responded. "That's Cullen-Patt Inc. headquarters but they have buildings all over the world. They even- Heck why am I telling you kids this? You guys probably already know all this, since you're going to their home. But it's still such a disgrace what happened to Edward. He was such a nice guy, young too. And after what just happen to that family, I don't know how they make this loss…"
"What do you mean 'what just happened'?" I questioned.
"Oh well, you know. Masen Platt's death, it may have happened months ago but there some people in this town how still can't get over it… I can't imagine what that family is going through. Especially after young Edward just got moved up to Co-President of the company… I wonder what's going to happen with that now that he's not here…"
Co-President? What, this makes no sense. Edward wasn't co-president, he was just another employee, he wasn't… What is going on? I don't-
"Well here we are Miss." The cab driver stopped the car in front of a large house with a gated fence.
"Take you." I said as I handed the taxi driver his money.
The black fence was crowded with paparazzi and news reporters trying to talk to the guard on the other side of the fence.
"What the hell is going on?" I muttered to myself. "Come on, Seth." I said as we started walking toward the crowded fence. "Maybe this is the wrong house."
"This is the house in the address…"
As I got closer to the crowd I could hear what the crowd was saying. They were all trying to get inside the property, but they were all speaking at once witch mad it hard to understand what exactly they were saying.
"Um, excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me. Excuse me." I muttered (and heard Seth mutter a couple of times) as we made our way into the crowd.
"Um excuse me, sir. Is this Edward Cullen's home?" I asked the security guard once I made it to the fence."
"Yes mam. But I'm sorry to inform that visitations are prohibited at the moment." The guard responded in an irritated tone. I could tell he's tired of having to say that over and over again.
"Um, yes, I understand. But, um, I'm actually… I'm, um, I'm Edward Cullen's wife, or I guess widower…"
"Oh," The guard looked up confused. "Please wait one moment." The guard then disappeared into a small room by the fence.
"Excuse me, Miss." I hear someone say as they pushed my shoulder and turned me around. "Is it true that you're Edward Cullen's wife?" A lady asked into a mike as she shoves the mike into my face.
"Um, Yes." I answered confused.
"And what's your name?" I heard a voice yell.
"Is there any information can you tell us about sir Edward's Death?" Another asked.
"When did you guy get married?" Another voice.
"Why did we know about his marriage?" And another.
Then I just saw a lot of flashes, and all of their questions just blurred in loud mumbling. "Um… um, my name is Bella, I- um..."
"Miss! Miss. Stay away! Stay back. Miss, please come here." I heard a voice yell, while I felt someone's hand on my arm and was turned around facing the fence. "Please come this way, miss." The guard said. I walked over to the side of the fence and he let me and Seth in through a door, while fighting to keep the paparazzi and the news reporters out.
"Right this way Miss." The guard instructed. "So you're Edward's widow?" He asked quietly as me and Seth followed him.
"Yeah, I guess." I answered just as quiet.
"Edward's lose is going to greatly affect the family. He was a great person. He always treated me as one of the family."
I nodded, not knowing what today.
"So… who are you?" He asked Seth.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I'm Seth, Bella's brother." He answered.
"Oh, nice to meet you. Well, this is where I'm instructed to take you guys. If you just wait on that mini bridge right there, my brother, the butler, will take you guys inside."
"Thanks, man." Seth answered for me.
"Yup." He smiled. "Oh, I forgot to say. My name is Sam, just in case either of you ever need anything."
"Thank you, Sam." I finally said.
He smiled and walked back the way we came from. Seth and I continued walking towards the small bridge each holding our small duffle bags.
"Look at this house, Bella. Who has a bridge in their backyard? I can't believe he was this rich…" Seth commented.
That was what was bugging me. "I know… I think this is a mistake, Seth. They must have the wrong Edward. My Edward, he didn't have money like this. He wasn't rich. He was… He was normal." I would have noticed if Edward was this rich, right? I mean he… this doesn't make any sense.
"Um, excuse me. You must be young Edward's wife, pardon me. I meant to say, Edward's widow." An man who only looked a few years older than me, maybe 5 or so, said.
"Um, yes. But I think there's been a mistake." I answered.
"Bella…" Seth protested quietly.
"Please, follow me." Was all the Butler said.
XOXOX
"This room here is… was, Edward's. Miss Esme has said that you may stay in it if you like. There two other room's in this floor besides this one however. I imagine your brother would stay one. I've been informed that Miss Esme and Sir Carlisle would like to speak to you before you meet the family. They will give you a couple of minutes to settle in, and then they will come up. If you have any concerns, please to hesitate to call me. You can just pick up the phone located in of the rooms and dial number 1." And with that the butler was gone.
"Which room are you going to be staying in?" I asked Seth when the Butler was out of ear shoot.
"Um, the one on the edge I think." He answered picking up his duffle bag. "What about you?"
"Um, I don't know yet… I… I think I'ma go take a look at Edward's room and…" I played with my fingers as I spoke.
"Yeah. Well I'll be in the room if you need anything." He said as he smiled slightly and began to walk over to the room.
I walked over to Edward's room. I put my hand on the door knob and took a deep breath. The feeling that something was wrong was still present. As I opened the door slightly, I held my breath. I didn't' walk into the room, I simply just pushed the door open. As soon as the door was fully opened and I took in the air that had been confined in Edward's room. As soon as the scent hit my face, I knew something was wrong. This room was beautiful. One of the walls was completely made of glass, giving you a perfect of the trees located in the backyard. There were piles of CD's everywhere, on a small white couch facing the glass wall, on his bed, even some on the floor, as if he couldn't decide on which CD to take. The walls were painted white, and the room smelled of orchards and clone. A very intoxicated sent. But it wasn't Edward's scent. As beautiful as this room was, it just didn't match Edward. I quickly closed the door, not being able to shake of this feeling. I'm not planning on staying in this room.
I turned around quickly, trying to get away from the room as possible. Unfortunately, I almost crashed into a face I've never seen before. She was a heart shape lady with caramel hair framing her face, and behind her stood a very attractive blond haired man.
"I'm sorry. I-I…" I was lost for words.
"You're Isabella?" The women asked.
"Um, yeah, I guess." I responded nervously.
"Hi, um, I'm Esme, Edward's mother, and this Carlisle, Edward's father."
"Um, pleasure. Um, I, I'm Bella, as you know, and, um, my brother, Seth, he's, um, he's in the room over there, um…" I rambled. "But I, I think there's been a mistake. Edward, he-he wasn't rich. I didn't tell me, he- I mean he had a good job but he didn't…. he couldn't…" I was lost for words once again.
Carlisle, nodded as he pulled out a folded piece of paper from his pocket. "Is this your signature?" he asked as he handed me the paper.
I took it, and immediately realized it was our wedding certificate. I couldn't help the tears that followed out my eyes once I realized that there was no mistake. Edward really was dead.
"I don't know the reasons that my son could have had for lying about you or us, but Edward was very smart. He must have had reason…" Esme sobbed.
I clutch the piece of paper to my heart and closed my eyes. I can't believe he's really gone… And why did he lie to me? Why did he lie to his family? "I-I… I can't believe… I just… how is he gone? I just saw him a couple of days ago… He…." I sobbed as well as my knees gave out.
"Please, Isabella…" I heard Esme say. Then I felt her hand rub circles on my back. "We called you hear today, so that we could meet you and… and… because Edward's funeral is today?"
"Today?" Why so soon?
"Yes today, Edward is the second death that has struck this family in a 6 month period. My nephew, James, suggested that we get the funeral done with as soon as possible since the media is probably going to try to prolong this and… and we don't want to suffer any more." She whispered the last part.
"Do you have any clothes to wear to the funeral?" A man, Carlisle, I assumed, asked.
I looked up to look at Esme clothes, and also at Carlisle's clothes. I didn't notice that their clothes looked so fancy. I shook my head. I did have clothes I just didn't have clothes like them.
"That's fine sweety." Esme cooed as she patter my hair, which must have been a curly mess. "That's fine. We can let you buy clothes. We can buy you and you're brother clothes."
"Buy?" I question. The last thing I want is for them to have to buy us anything. We're already staying in their house, I don't want to add to their burden. "No, please. Please don't buy us anything. Seth and I, we'll stand in back, we'll stand in the corner so people won't notice us. But please don't spend your money on us."
"That's not going to work, Isabella. The media already heard about a 'secret wife', we've already told people that we knew about you, that we've met you before. People are going to want to take pictures of you and your brother"
"No, it's fine." Carlisle spoke suddenly. "We won't buy you clothes, but we will lend you some. I think Alice's clothes might to small but I'm sure Rosalie's clothes will fit you. And you're brother too, we have men up to all sizes in this house, so I'm pretty sure we have clothes that fit him as well."
"Thank you." I whispered still clutching the piece of paper to my heart.
"Do you have other family besides you're brother?"
"My mom and dad, but we didn't tell them about this, I was so confident that this was a mistake…"
"I wish sweety." Esme whispered.
"I didn't wanna worry them for nothing." I whispered back.
"Bella, are you okay?" I heard a very familiar voice ask. Then I felt him get on his knees and rub my back.
"Yes…" I whispered. "They were right Seth. It's not a mistake… it's not a mistake… it's not…" The tears flowed again.
"Bella, please…"
"I just finished telling your sister that we will send clothes up for you guys to wear for the funeral."
"Thank you."
Esme go up from the floor and started walking towards the stairs with Carlisle. "Oh Isabella," Esme asked before you reached the stairs. I looked up at her, unable to find any words to speak. "Will you be staying in Edward's room?"
I shook my head no. I couldn't find the words to tell her that the room didn't match the Edward that I knew. That the room proved how much of Edward I didn't know.
Esme nodded in understanding. "Well see you two later." And with that they were gone.
"I didn't wanna believe it Seth. I didn't want to…" I sobbed.
"I know Bella, I know…" Seth tried to sooth.
"I don't want him to be gone… I don't… I want him to be here, to be here with me…" Why would this happen to him? Edward was a good person.
"I know Bella… But it seems like there is no mistake. This is real Bella… this is real…"
"Why Seth, why?"
"I don't know Bella, I don't know." He said. "But come on let's take into you're room"
XOXOX
"Hello Miss Isabella, are you ready?" The Butler asked.
"Yeah." I answered. "Tyler, you can call me Bella. It seems less formal."
Tyler smiled. "Thank you… Bella."
I turned around to speak to Seth, who was lying on bed, wearing some guy, who I believe they called Jasper, suit. The dress that I'm wearing, this beautiful dress, I believe it does belong to woman named Rosalie, but my dress took longer to get up here, they must of not been able to find it. "Come on Seth."
"I've been told to remind you that if anyone asks, the family was aware of your commitment with Edward. That you had met them already." Tyler explained. "Oh also, there are more people down stair, it seems that some friends wanted to go with the family to the funeral…" He said skeptically.
I simply nodded. I'm really just hoping that people will ignore Seth and I.
As Tyler, Seth, and I walked towards the stairs I heard a conversation from down stairs.
"What? A wife? How?" I heard a voice ask in disbelief.
"I know, I know." Another strained voice answered. Both were voices I've never heard. "We didn't know either, but you're the only one who knows that we didn't know so you can't say anything, ok. We told everyone else that we knew about her."
"Have you met her yet? Do you know what type of girl she is?"
"No, I haven't met her yet. But Esme asked me to led her clothes, that shows what type of a girl she is, if you ask me. They didn't even have clothes to look decent."
"Oh my god, what was Edward thinking."
"I'd like to know too…"
What was Edward thinking? They're not the only ones who would like an answered to that question. As, we started descending the last set of stairs, the living room filled with people got extremely quiet. I walked even slower, the noise and the stairs were making me nervous; I wouldn't want to fall in front of all of them.
"I'd like to introduce everyone to young Edward's esteemed wife, Isabella Cullen, and her brother Seth Swan." Tyler introduced once we reached the living room.
Isabella Cullen. One, I don't like people calling me Isabella. Two, is it correct to call me a Cullen even though Edward is gone? I mean, we never even went pass making out…
"Pleasure to meet you all." I whispered, though I'm sure everyone heard me.
"Bella? Is that you?" A familiar voice asked.
XOXOX
Meanwhile, off in a small town in California…
"Emily! Emily! Where'd you go?" Asked an older man, as we he walked along a land of open space covered in dried, yellow grass and flies. "Just because I'm old that doesn't mean that- oh crap, what is that?" The old man asked as he stared at a lump of mass surrounded by twigs. "It's a body…" The man whispered.
"Billy Black, hold your horses will ya? I told you that I was going to the river to check if it was a good time to fish. There's lots of fish, I think we're gonna have a feast tonight." The girl said as she walked towards the old man. "Dad did you hear me?" She asked when she saw that her father didn't move. "Dad what are you- Oh shit, is he dead?" She asked.
"I don't know…" Billy Black responded.
"Come on dad, let's get out of here." Emily tugged on her father's shirt.
"No, hold on. We have to check if he's dead." Billy Black walked over to where the body was looking around while his daughter followed him silently. Once Billy reached the body he turned it over on its side, and noticed that it was man.
His face and body were all cut up with lots of dried blood and dirt covering his skin. His shirt barely clung to his body due to all the tears it had in it. The man's copper hair was matted down with dirt and twigs. Billy laid is head on his stomach as his daughter stared at him.
"He's not." Billy finally said.
"He's not alive!" Emily gasped.
"No! He's not dead. Now, come on help me take him back home."
"Dad! We can't take him back home, we don't even know him. Besides, do you really think me and you could pick this man up?"
"Pick him up? No. But we can drag him?"
"Drag him? Dad, are you kidding? That can't be good for him."
"Come on, I'll grave this leg and you grab the other. Besides he can't get much worse than what he already is."
"Yeah, well you're right about that…" Emily muttered as she grabbed the other man's leg and started to pull.
XOXOX
"I think he probably got attacked." Billy commented as he looked at the copper haired man lying on his bed. "They probably took all of his stuff."
"No, dad. I don't think so, I mean look at his watch." Emily pointed to man's shiny Rolex watch. "If he would have gotten robbed they would token that watch to. Shoot, I'm tempted to take his watch."
"Oh, good point."
"Oh my gosh, did he just move?" Emily panicked as the copper haired man moved his head a little.
"W-water." The word came out copper haired man's lips. Without thing Emily ran over to the kitchen to get the man cup of water. "W-w… where… where am I?" The man managed to ask.
"Um, you're at my house." Billy answered as Emily walked back in the room with the glass of water.
"Here." Emily said she uselessly attempted to help the man take of sip of water by trying to lift his head to edge of the glass.
"What's your name?" Billy asked.
"Eh… Ed… Edward… Edward Cullen." The man managed to say before passing out.
Emily grabbed the glass and put it on the dresser. "What are we going to do? I think we should take him to the hospital."
"Yeah? And with what money are we going to pay the bill with? We don't have money, and he doesn't have money either."
"Yeah… well we could sell his watch."
"Right, so they think that we stole it…"
"Good point… But, dad… what if he dies?" She whispered the last part.
AN: Just in case, you guys were confused in my story Billy Black can walk, ok. (At least for now…)
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