Sooo! Here's the next part of Speak, Bella! It is still in EPOV just because it felt right. Pretty depressing chapter, so beware! Okay, well, enjoy! (: Or don't…cause that's cool too!
Disclaimer: I don't own twilight or speak.
The meadow.
When I walked into the house Esme was on the phone in tears. I rushed over and asked, "What's wrong?"
"Yes….OK….Yes, we will all go….No, can make the arrangements, but thank you…."She said into the phone in a breathy whisper. "Yes, I will tell him. We'll be there as soon as possible. Thank you. Goodbye." She hung up the phone, and hugged me. "I'm so sorry, Edward." She kept repeating over and over again. (A/N: If I added this to the last chapter, it would've probably ended here. Aren't you glad it wasn't in the last chapter? Haha)
"Wait. Esme, what happened?" I asked cautiously. She looked up at me and her eyes were blood-shot red from crying. Her mascara was running a trail down her cheeks, and her hair was mess. She didn't look like my aunt Esme at all.
"Your parents—"She was cut off by another sob that racked through her body. I tensed. My parents? What's wrong with my parents?
"Esme. What happened to my parents?" I asked slowly.
"They were in a car accident, Edward. Your dad died instantly, and your mom died in the hospital a few hours later. I'm so sorry. I'm sorry, Edward." She sobbed. But I stopped listening. My parents died? What? No, this can't be real. They were just with me yesterday! They can't be dead! They can't be gone. She's just joking, right? Right? Why would she joke about that? She wouldn't. But she has to be joking! They can't be gone!
Alice came down the stairs to see a very emotional looking Esme, and a very frozen me. Her eyes widened at the sight of us and she ran our way.
"Esme, what happened? Esme? Edward! Why is Esme crying? Why aren't you doing anything? Edward? Carlisle!" Alice screamed.
"I'm sorry, Edward." Esme choked out, before she started crying all over again.
Carlisle came down the stairs to see what Alice wanted, and did a double take on the scene in front of him. I couldn't blame him; we probably looked like a soap opera! "Esme, dear, what's wrong?" He asked calmly, but there was panic in his eyes.
"Edward," She choked out. His eyes flashed to my frozen form and back to her. "And Elizabeth," She finished. Edward sr. was my father, and Elizabeth was my mother.
"What about them?" He asked. I answered him this time.
"They're dead." And with that, I ran from the house. My keys were in my pocket, so I jumped in the Volvo and took off. I didn't know where to go. There really was no place to go now. I didn't have anywhere, but Carlisle's house, and I certainly wasn't heading back there. I'm not one to run away from my problems, but if I need to sort something out, I will.
I was only driving for about half an hour when I realized where I was. My dad took me here on one of my visits when I was a kid. If I kept driving, there would be a trail at the end of the road. But we never took it. At first, I was a little afraid I was going to get lost in the woods, but I trusted my dad. We walked a few miles and we made it to the most beautiful place I've ever seen. It was a meadow that looked to be in a perfect circle. It had beautiful wild flowers covering the ground. My dad said that, that was where he and my mother used to go on dates, and one night, he proposed to her there. My father didn't show his emotions often. I mean, he showed emotion, but only deep with the people closest to him. He was a very old-fashioned man, and he thought the man had to be as tough as nails. My mother was a strong sweet woman. She was a fighter, but very sweet when you got to know her. She always gave off this homey vibe. Her and Esme are twins, but fraternal. They look different, but have the same personalities.
I reached the trail after a few more minutes of driving. I wasn't sure if I knew my way, and it was getting dark, but I was going to try. I got out of the car and started heading for the trees. The forest was always intimidating to me, like there was something—or someone—in there that was going to jump out and hurt me. I haven't been here in years though, and now that I look at the forest I see a totally different scene.
The trees look so old and ancient, and there are tiny bird chirps from every direction. The sun was about to set and the light casting off the treetops looked calming in a weird way. I walked and walked. And walked some more. It could've been hours, I wouldn't have noticed. I was paying so much attention to the forest I forgot everything else. After some more walking, there was a small opening. Yes! I found it! I smiled and walked through the opening in the trees.
This place was just as I remembered. The flowers were gently swaying in the light breeze outside. It was large and a perfect circle. It was the meadow. I went to the middle and sat down with my head on my knees. I let the air cool me, and the scent of the flowers fill me as I just sat there. I didn't want to think. I didn't want to go back and face that, but that would be very irresponsible of me. That was Esme's sister, and she didn't run away. She cried a lot, yes, but that is the natural thing to do. I felt alone. Numb even. My parents are gone. I can't deny it anymore. They died and they're not coming back. But Esme and Carlisle were nice enough to let me come into their home just so I could run away? No. I had to go back and apologize. I have to get through this for them.
With that, I got up and ran back to the car. It took less than half the time to make it back since I'm a fast runner. I made it to the car and just gunned it! Ignoring traffic signs I passed 100. It didn't take long to get to the house, but this was the part I've been worried about. The confrontation. I was never good at that. I slowed as I neared the house. As soon as I was in the driveway the curtains peeled back to show a very unenthusiastic Alice. Her bottom lip was trembling and her eyes were red, from crying I assume.
She left the curtain only to appear moments later at the front door. I got out of the car, and she attacked me. She held on so tight, my body hurt, but I didn't say anything. I held her tightly back and for the first time tonight, I started to cry.
Pleaseeee don't kill me! I don't like killing Eddie's parents either, but it's a part of the story! I'm sorry! Review please? Sorry Edward!):
-Bianca
