Hello, Yea I meant to update it this on Monday or so --since I hid the computer from my parents--, but I had homework and I've been really tired these days.
I heard he sang a lullaby
I heard he sang it from his heart
When I found out thought I would die
Because that lullaby was mine
I heard he sealed it with a kiss
He gently kissed her cherry lips
I found that so hard to believe
Because his kiss belonged to me
How could an angel break my heart
Why didnt he catch my falling star
I wish I didnt wish so hard
Maybe I wished our love apart
How could an angel break my heart
I heard here face was white as rain
Soft as a rose that blooms in may
He keeps her picture in a frame
And when he sleeps he calls her name
I wonder if she makes him smile
The way he used to smile at me
I hope she doesnt make him laugh
Because his laugh belongs to me
How Could An Angel Break My Heart?, by Toni Braxton
Chapter 10
"Were here!" Bella declared cheerfully, opening the door to our hotel room. I was awake the whole time on the plane ride, worrying my head off for Kailey and Natasha. I was so drowsy on the way to the hotel, I missed the lights and sights out in the dark streets. I was somehow pissed at myself for being human.
Now here we were inside a cold room, lit up by lamps on the bedside table. I may have been drowsy, but I didn't miss the big king sized bed in the middle of the room, which was probably the only bed in the room! I cried, "WHAT THE HELL IS THIS, A SLEEPOVER?"
"Your the only one that's going to sleep tonight, so we figured we save some money and get a room with only one bed" Bella told me, steering me towards the bathroom, "Now go get and get into your pajamas, your practically sleep walking"
"B-b-but..." Was all I could say once she closed the door on me in the bathroom to change. "But you have a lot of money!" I screamed at the door.
"Quiet down, you'll wake the others" Edward told me as I saw his shadow pass the door. I huffed in dismay, it was 7 p.m. Even french people don't sleep that early! Right?
Quickly changing into my favorite flowery jammies, I opened the door and found Bella and Edward laying side by side on the bed. "That's it, I'm getting another room" I said flatly, stalking towards the door. Grabbing Bella's purse on the way.
Before I even reached the white door, Bella popped up in front of me, her hands restraining me from going any further. "Melody, we'll get off the bed. Just please don't do anything stupid" She said cautiously, taking my shoulders and turning me around.
Edward was now sitting on a chair in the corner of the room, "Go ahead, it's all yours" He said encouragingly.
Dropping the purse on the floor, I hissed "I'm watching both of you"
I crawled onto the bed and slipped under the covers. Once my head hit the pillow, I instantly and officially hit the dirt.
Flashback
"E-excuse me?" I choked, as I gone over my head what Bella just told me. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry. NOW SHE TELLS ME?
Bella threw her arms around me shoulders and pulled me closer, "Melody" She said gently. "The last time you were in Forks, I know it didn't seem like I love you, but you have to believe that deep down I really, really did"
"People are starting to stare" I hissed, I could see an audience from the corner of my eye.
"Melody, please take this seriously" Bella said sternly, pulling away.
"I am taking this seriously!" I whined, I think the lack of sleep was getting to me. I didn't usually whine like this.
I felt Edward's hand find it's way to my shoulder and he turned me around to face him. "Melody, it may not seem like it right now, but I had moments where I missed you" He said softly.
A lump was growing in my throat, why were they telling me this now? Why couldn't they tell me this when we were alone? If I started crying now it would just embarrass us all.
End Flashback
That moment lingered in my unconscious mind as I slept, but what haunted it was my vision in the car earlier. Who was that? Whoever said it sure made someone cry, but I couldn't see a thing. So there was no way I could see who it was, but the voice was faintly familiar. And it hurt my chest to hear the unbearable sobbing after the words left the lips of the person with them.
I'm not sure if I was awake or not, but I heard Edward and Bella talking. It seemed real, but it seemed like a dream as well. I could feel their freezing temperatures radiate from their bodies as I lay between them.
"... Edward don't ruin it for me, please" Bella whispered angrily, I felt her shift onto her side, her breath fanning my cheek.
"What?" Came Edward's confused reply. I was confused as well, ruin what?
"Your anger towards her is driving her farther away from us. We lost her twice I don't think I can bear losing her again. She's my baby, and she's your baby too" Bella hissed the last part, and I could tell she was pretty mad.
"Bella, she hurt you every time she left, and I can't stand to see you depressed like that!" Edward countered exasperated.
"I deserved both of it! The first time we gave her to that orphanage, we hurt her! What kind of parents are we to hurt our child like that? The second time I really deserved it, I erased my own memories to forget the pain she caused me. But I was selfish to do so. After I saw those videos, I tried to ask for her forgiveness, but she knew better not to. She was smart not to! When she left that second time I realized the pain I caused." She ended breathlessly.
"You also erased your memories for Gemma. I wonder how she felt about that..." Edward said softly, and I felt his cold fingertips touch my cheek.
"Poor Melody, she must have bottled it all up. We can't tell her anymore about Gemma, Edward." Bella lifted my limp hand and placed it on his cheek. After a long silent pause she whispered, "Edward you have to promise me not to tell Melody about Gemma's lullaby"
"Why not, I don't think we should keep secrets from her anymore. It'll just end coming out and hurting her more.."
"True, but I don't think she should find out anytime soon. You did burn that lullaby right?"
"I believe so"
Edward made Gemma a lullaby too? And how come I'm not allowed to know about it?
"Good. Edward, do you think Melody will change her mind about living with us again?"
"Don't know. She has her mind set on leaving with Eleazer and the others though. So you probably have to do some work if you want her to stay"
To my utter shock a short whimper escaped my lips. Bella and Edward stiffened beside me. I felt Bella's cool lips press on my forehead and she whispered, "I love you, Charly."
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The next morning, I woke to a door closing shut. My eyes still closed, I felt stiff and I don't think I got much sleep. And something freezing like ice and hard as stone was wrapped around me. I tried wriggling myself free, thinking that the blanket was just wrapped around me tight.
This was too much effort for a blanket, I thought with a gasp. Finally, I opened my eyes and gasped loudly.
My face was pressed against Edward's shirt and his hands were around me. "Good morning" He said casually like nothing was wrong.
"Let go of me!" I complained, breathlessly, punching my fist against his chests. Only giving me bruises.
"I need to talk to you" He finally let me free, but held my fists. His eyes bore into mine and he looked dead serious.
"Where's Bella?" I choked, my eyes sweeping around the empty room. With no sign of Bella.
"She's getting you breakfast. Now listen to me Melody, this is important"
I stopped squirming and looked him in the eye, waiting for him to tell me.
"What I said yesterday was very insensitive towards your feelings. I should have been more accepting of you, not get mad too easily. I only said those things because I was protecting Bella."
"So?" I snapped, I didn't want this.
"Therefore" He sighed, "I'm sorry and I love you more than anything. You and Bella both. I will always protect you because you are my daughter"
I didn't have enough time to react, because Bella burst through the door carrying a plastic bag that had something that smelled delicious. "Breakfast time!" She declared, and before I knew it Edward was beside her. Kissing her cheek, and that was the end of our conversation.
