You Know? You Have Your Mother's Eyes

by Eveis TS Warrior Princess

1980s and Renee is having the time of her life, her wedding is in 2 weeks. She's all for it until a beautiful boy at a club changes her life. But will she ever admit how she feels? What would she risk? **Bella is here!**

6. I'm Sorry

Hey. This is a short chapter but I didn't put much of what actually happened at the beach in my last one so I thought I'd have a bit of a flashback chapter. So here you go. Lord only knows what chapter number this is. Also thanks to my few dedicated readers (as in I would love some more!), you inspire me.

Also I have neglected my disclaimers recently. I apologise. Here is one to make up for the ones I have missed. I DON'T OWN ANY OF THIS.

Anyway, on with the story.

I'm Sorry

E.P.O.V

FLASHBACK

"Alaska?" Renee stared at me, disbelieving. I couldn't pull myself away from those eyes, they absorbed, consumed me. A thousand questions screamed at me from her head.

"I know how you feel," and I did. It was being drummed into my brain by her thoughts. "I wish it was different, but it's not. I'm sorry."

"You'll write though? We can be friends?" It sounded as though we were breaking up. But I guess we kind of were. Breaking-up what she wished we could have.

"Of corse." I didn't know what else to say. I didn't want to hurt her anymore than I had to.

She hugged me tight at that. It was an odd feeling, her being so close, but I had hunted to make sure. But more odd, she smelt forbidden, not unpleasant, just something told me I couldn't bite her even if I wanted to.

"Just until you get back. When are you coming back?" I could see the hope in her eyes and her thoughts behind the question: 'I can wait until he comes back.' I thought I had better not lie to that.

"I'm not." I said simply. Easier, I thought, not to drag it out. Her face fell and tears crowded her beautiful eyes.

I had regretted it ending like that, as I fired up the car in the parking lot I saw her staring out to sea, a tissue pressed to her face. I saw her head fall onto the steering wheel as I pulled out onto the street. And just before she was out of sight her body shook and I felt her, my, our loss more than ever. I cursed my immortality as the speedometer reached 100mph and I sped off home.

Now I drove that same Volvo into our drive, still clutching the little scrap of note-paper with her scrawled adress on one side. Alice staggered out the door just as I reached the wooden steps, 7 suitcases blocking her almost entirely from sight.

"I'm sorry." She whispered. "Its for the best."

And I knew she was right.

Sorry it was so short, I will update soon. Thanks for reading. I know I say it every single time but please, please review. Flames welcome.

Love eveis xxxxx