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Chapter 8

Edward's compassion makes me smile. It makes me feel warm inside. It's nice to know that someone cares about you. It's nice to know that someone is always there to make you smile. I open my eyes.

"I love you," I say. Edward smiles, "I like knowing that you will always be here for me no matter what," I say. Edward kisses the top of my forehead.

"Now close your eyes and go to sleep," Edward says gently.

"Fine," I say closing my eyes.

I wake up to someone shaking me violently. I have a feeling its Alexis.

"CLEO!" She shouts. I open my eyes.

"What the hell do you want," I say sitting up. She smiles.

"I wanted to make sure you're okay. Edward wanted me to make sure you were okay. And," she pauses, "I was bored," She says in a childish voice. I throw a pillow at her head, "Was that suppose to hurt?"

"Yes," I say, "NOW PRETEND!" I yell covering my head with a pillow.

"But I'm bored," She whines.

"I DON'T CARE!" I look over at the time. It is two o'clock in the morning, "You're such a . . ." I hear a crash.

"AHH!" I hear Alexis yell into the darkness.

"What happened?" I ask Alexis. She laughs.

"I tripped over a glass," She says still laughing.

"Did you break it?" I ask annoyed. She laughs harder.

"Yes," She says as I hear her get up.

"You know you're buying me a new one right?"

"NOOOOO!!!" She yells.

"Shut up!" I say closing my eyes.

"I'm still bored," I hear her say as I drift off to sleep.

I feel cold hands wrap around me. Edward's back! I curl up next to him, like a dog next to fire. He starts to hum. It's my song. I smile.

"I'M STILL BORED!" I hear Alexis shout.

I am standing under a willow tree. The leaves and branches are blowing in the breeze. This is the same setting as the dream I was having the other day. I see the crescent moon shining above, the stars too. I look around. I see someone lying on the ground. I slowly walk over to the person. I kneel down beside them. I then see who is lying there. It's my mom. She isn't breathing, or moving. She is dead. A tear slips down the side of my cheek.

Sunshine streams through my blinds. I look up at Edward. He looks down lovingly at me.

"Morning," He says in a soft voice. As I try to sit up, I feel Edward's arms around me. He suddenly lets go.

"Where's Alexis?" I ask. Edward smiles sweetly.

"She went to her house," He says. I nod my head. I get up. I walk over to my dresser and take out a pair of jeans and an orange v-neck Abercrombie shirt.

I walk back out into my room.

"You look lovely," Edward says.

"Thanks," I say, "You don't look so bad yourself," I say brushing up against him. He wraps his arms around me and places his hands on my waist. My back is against Edward. I put my hands over his. I smile. I hear a knock at my door.

"Are you up Cleo?" My dad asks. I turn around and kiss Edward on his cheek. He smiles at me, and climbs out the window.

"Yeah," I say walking towards the door.

"I'm leaving for work," I hear him call as he walks down the stairs.

I walk out the door, and head downstairs. I hear a car drive away. Bye Dad I start to eat breakfast. About ten minutes later, I hear the phone ring. I pick it up.

"Hello?" I say.

"Yes, is this Cleo Weston?" The voice says. It sounds like the doctor from yesterday.

"Uh, yeah," I say sitting down.

"I'm Dr. John Moore. I'm here at talk to you about your mother," He says.

"Is something wrong?" I ask. I notice Edward standing next to me.

"I'm very sorry to say this, but your mother passed away this morning. She went peacefully in her sleep," I feel tears build up in my eyes.

"Do you happen to have your father's cell phone number," Dr. Moore says.

"Uh yeah, it's 860-323-5467," I say.

"I'm very sorry for your loss,"

"Thank you for trying your best," I say hanging up. I look at Edward. He wraps his arms around me. I put my head on his shoulder, and my arms around his neck. He gently rubs the back of my head. The tears start to fall from my eyes onto Edward's navy blue shirt. My body starts to tremble. Edward holds me tighter. He then picks me up bridal style and starts to carry me somewhere. I keep my head close to his shoulder. He puts me down on my bed. My hair falls over my face covering my eyes. I know that when my dad gets home he won't want to talk. He will just retreat to his room for about a week. I continue to cry.

"Shh," Edward whispers softly, "Things may look bad now, but they'll get better," He says sweetly, "I'll stay here until you want me to go," I nod my head, the tears still falling. Edward lays down next to me, "I know what it's like to lose someone," I think that he is referring to Bella. I look up at Edward through teary eyes. I lay my head on his chest. He puts his arms around me. He rubs my back gently.

"I don't want you to go," I say. He smiles sweetly. I get lost looking into his amber eyes. Edward was here with me now, and that was all that mattered. No one spoke, and that was okay. No words needed to be said, and I was alright with that. The tears finally stop flowing from my eyes. I wipe my eyes with the back of my hand, "Thank you,"