I Know long time no see. Still Do Not Own Twilight.


Edward

The sound of the door slamming shut and the second split silence after was a little scary but I pushed away my fear and called out. I don't know what made me do it, I didn't think I would get an answer and I wasn't sure until I was answered back. The voice was so close like someone was standing right in front of me; it was her voice low and sultry that answered back.

I was surprised and called out again but I was more surprised that she knew my name, she answered again like we were long lost friends. I didn't know what to say after that, how should I go about it? What I wanted to know was if she was real and if she really was Isabella and if she was a ghost then why wasn't she transparent? So many questions and so little answers or was the answers staring me right in the face.

I looked down at the letters in my hands thinking it was good enough evidence but was it just the right amount? I went back and grabbed the picture and begin to leave momentarily forgetting about the ghost until she spoke.

"I'm sorry I can't let you leave" she said sadly.

I stopped breathing hard and fast but tried to appear calm and then I realized even though it sounded like a threat it really wasn't. She really did sound sad and tortured, I moved toward the sound of her voice and if I listened carefully I could hear her breathing. It was all so surreal and if I didn't have a grip on reality I would think I went insane.

"Why?" I asked curiously and fearfully.

"Because you don't understand" she whispered.

That wasn't the answer I was looking for and it only made this more confusing. Was she just protecting an old friend?

"You are Isabella swan right?"

"Yes but I'm not dead and I'm not a ghost"

I was now sure I went crazy here I was talking to a ghost and she's telling me she's not dead.

"I don't understand how can you not be dead?"

She sighed "the story you know is partially true in a way but it's all wrong. I never died and I wasn't killed but I guess in a way I am dead. Basically I'm just invisible but I'm still living and breathing"

I don't know why but this story made much more sense and in a strange way I believed her but I still didn't understand.

"Listen Edward, James is innocent he was my best friend he was the only one that really got me and I cherished that but it wasn't enough. He did nothing wrong it was his mother, she put a spell on me she gave me my one wish"


The questions swirling around in my head was answered one by one and the story made perfect sense, I just didn't believe in the other issue. I never believed in magic and witchcraft but I guess for now I would believe. This was just like a normal story about unrequited love and revenge, it sounded so cliché but it was real and this was real people.

"But if you're not dead then why do the town think so and your parents?" I asked the one important question.

"Edward do you think you would believe me if I told you I wasn't dead when you saw evidence, false evidence but it stuck and no one knew we were connected of course they had suspicions but how could I come out after that? I had to live with and I encouraged the rumors it was fun at first but now it's past that."

I sat down on the bed letting everything sink in and absorb what I learned, it was crazy and yet I could see it was the truth and I believed. I had to believe that this was the truth because the other truth was too tragic. I felt the movement of air and then the bed dipped as she sat down next to me swirling vanilla and jasmine my way.

"Do you believe me?" she asked earnestly.

"Yes"

She laughed and it was such a contrast to the silent house and the whole conversation, it warmed my broken heart and this so much easier but I wanted to know why she laughed.

"It's strange I tried to avoid people as much as I could, I mean how do you explain what happened and then you came and I wanted to know you but was afraid to talk to you. Afraid of your reaction and now it seems silly because this is the easiest conversation"

It was strange that it was easy to talk to someone who is not really here but where do we go from here?

"Would you mind if I touched you?" she asked.

I was surprised and confused.

"I've been without human contact for so long, makes me feel less alone"

It was the saddest statement I ever heard and the tenor of her voice when she said it made me want to take away the sadness. It was a strange feeling and something I haven't felt since Lauren but I put away that thought for another time.

"I wouldn't mind at all" I answered.

There was silence and then the shift of weight and I could feel her move closer, I was on edge as I waited for her and then I felt the softest touch on my face and then another. Light as a feather it felt and it sent a new coursing through my veins, her touch left feelings of intense heat across my skin and then the touch on my lips.

Skin on fire and lips yearning for a different touch I leaned forward and I could feel the cool breath on my face.

"I want to kiss you"


I Will say next update late Friday. A Promise I Will Keep.