EDWARD IS NOT THE ABUSER!!
I don't know why you guys think that, but I described the guy and I even said his name: Aaron Zerra.
IT IS NOT EDWARD!
This is a Bella x Edward story.
Chapter 2: Lunch Box
Edward's POV:
Monday, October 18th
Dear Diary,
I wish I were in this world for a reason. I know it sounds over-exaggerated, but it is the truth. My brothers and sisters all have each other, and Carlisle and Esme have each other, but I have no one. I am walking death, living this world for no reason other than to kill and take blood. I was a monster.
I had proven that little fact by my rebellious years.
We all learn to make mistakes and run from them...but I was running with no direction. No matter how hard I tried, I couldn't escape my mistakes. I felt like the ghosts of the lives I took were following me, reminding me every time I turned a corner. I could hear their screams every time I thought back to those times. I could see the blood on my hands as I walked through this world.
But today, today feels different. It feels like something may change today. Maybe it's my false hope speaking again, but I feel like today will be the start of something different. Today I would no longer be the ghost of my past. Today I would no longer be afraid to be close to someone. Today I would enjoy life. Today I would no longer be useless. Today I would have a reason for living.
Or, that's what I told myself.
...Over and over again. Maybe today would be different.
Edward
Sighing, I closed the battered cover of the leather-bound book. I had started keeping journals when I had left Carlisle and Esme to go off on my own.
My name is Edward Cullen...and this is my living hell.
Many years ago I had returned, and they had welcomed me with open arms. I had felt terrible about what I had done, leaving them, but their love hadn't swayed. They were as forgiving as ever. I picked myself off of the couch and stared at the mirror opposite of me. I normally ignored the mirror and refused to look at my reflection, but if I wanted to put the past behind me, then I was going to have to start immediately. It was time to face the reflection of the monster. I looked at myself...
And I could tell why I had always avoided the giant piece of glass.
My eye color wasn't that of human. The gold orbs held emptiness and coldness, reflecting how I felt. Every line and plane of my face was perfection...perfection that wasn't human. As far as I could tell, this perfection was a monstrosity. I was a hunter.
If today was going to be the turning point of my existence....it was going to be a long day.
My family's thoughts drifted up to me.
Edward, hurry up! Alice
Maybe he lost his lunchbox! Emmett
Edward, stop taking forever, you jackass! Rosalie
Sorry, Edward, Alice is impatient… Jasper
I slipped my shoes on and grabbed my keys, and was at the bottom of the stairs in less than a second.
"Let's go." I muttered, heading out the door. They followed after me as we piled into my silver Volvo, and I started heading down the long drive towards Forks High School in silence. The silence was unnerving as everyone stared out the windows, preoccupied with their thoughts. The silence was odd today....
"So....did you find your Power Rangers lunch box?"
The last line was Emmett, of course!
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