Hey, guys! I'm sorry I haven't got a new chapter up in a while, but I went to DC with my Marching Band and we got to march in the St. Patrick's Day Parade there! It was a blast, but I didn't get a chance to write any while I was gone. So finally, here is chapter 10, my Easter gift to you all!! Enjoy!
Liz
P.S. I'm still not Stephenie Meyer!
Chapter 10 Life Goes On
Life, though at many times we do not like it, always goes on. Through moments of pure bliss to the deepest sorrows, time does not stop for any of us. This is how it was for Edward and Meg Cullen.
It had been 15 years since that fateful day that they were parted, though Meg still had no memory of any of it. Edward had returned to Carlisle after three years, quite ashamed of himself for killing humans. He had tried to justify what he was doing as "taking evil" out of the world, but now he saw that he had just wanted some form of revenge for what had happened to her. After this long he still could not bring himself to think her name or even about her much. Carlisle had now added another member to their family, Esme was quick to think of Edward as a son and though he did not show it at first it was nice to have a mother again.
Meg, on the other hand, wished for so much more then the life she was leading in Italy. Aro had been correct in thinking she would not leave; Meg did want to be completely alone in the world. After all she had never been before and part of her knew that. Felix was more then happy to help her not be lonely. She had come to hate him.
Meg sat in the library, it was nearing twilight and she was growing bored of the book she was reading. This was a great feat for her, boredom with a book. She wanted to go out a wonder the streets or the whole world, but the gray cloak around her shoulders reminded her that the latter was impossible.
She stood and returned the book to its proper place, but when she turned to leave she was no longer alone.
"Felix." She said coolly. He was no more then a breath away from her. As he took a step forward, he blocked her escape.
"Megara." He replied a smile in his voice. He had her, for once, to where she couldn't get away. Nor could she hide behind Marcus as she was so fond of doing when they were forced to be on guard duty together. Though Aro had asked her countless times to be his guard, she much preferred to watch over Marcus. He seemed to be the only here that understood her in this God-forsaken place.
"Come for another lesson?" She asked calmly. One advance to being "Marcus' pet" as many of the Volturi called her behind her back, was he had given orders for no one to bother her while in the library and Aro had told Felix that Meg could use any means she wished to remain in peace there. Lucky for Meg she had not left her haven yet.
"Perhaps." He answered leaning closer to her. Meg took a step back, but her back was against the bookshelf, so she created a small ball of electricity in her hand. Felix faltered for a moment at the sight of the bright yellow energy in her palm. "Must we go throw this again, Megara?" he relaxed and took a step back from her. "You know as well as I how eternal life came also be an empty life. How lonely things are around here." He placed a hand on her shoulder and to his surprise she did not pull away or shock him. Felix knew very well what pain Meg could cause with her gift when she wished to. "I see how you suffer, how you lock yourself away from every." Meg blinked at him; she couldn't believe what she was hearing. Felix took a chance and moved his hand from her shoulder to her cheek. "You do not to live in the darkness. There's no need for you to hide here every moment or to continue with your unnatural feeding." Her bright amber eyes were beautiful and mysterious, but he would rather her be at his side with red eyes.
Meg looked down, letting the ball of electricity fall into nothingness again. His words were poison, but they were true. Part of her hated him more for saying them, but another part of her screamed for company in this life. A tear rolled down her cheek and she did not know why, Felix wiped it away with his thumb. If she closed her eyes she knew she would be lost to her forgotten memories, she would be able to think of Felix as someone who really loved her, not just beauty or want because of lust.
Taking his chance, Felix leaned down and kissed Meg softly on the lips. He wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her close when she did not pull away, deepening it. Meg could not bring herself to kiss him in return, but she did not deny that his touch felt good. After a few long lingering moments, Meg finally came to her senses and sent a pulse of electricity throw herself.
Felix released her quickly, nearly pushing her away. Meg fell to the floor, not bothering to catch herself. He glared down at her, but Meg didn't meet his gaze. She was ashamed of herself for being weak. "Just leave me alone. Live your life in the light. Leave me to my darkness." She whispered to the black marble floors.
"Let it consume you then, when you wish to come out, and you will wish for it, Megara, I will be waiting." Felix said coldly, with that said, he turned and left her there on the ground.
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How could Carlisle even think what he was now?!
Edward was pacing angrily in his room as Carlisle and Esme talked quietly upstairs. Him turning Rosalie Hale, of all people, was bad enough, but thinking that she could take her place in his heart was just observed! How could he not see that?
Of course, she and Rosalie had one thing in common, but hair color and soon eye color had little to do with why he had loved – still loved – her. Rosalie was vain, easily became jealous, and hardly ever had a thought that did not involve herself. Meg, he cringed at the sound of her name in his head, was selfless, constantly curious, thought of what she was reading or of him so much she had no time to think of herself. Though Rosalie was more beautiful than Meg on the exterior, Meg was so perfect in his eyes that it mattered nothing to him how she looked.
He tried to block out the thoughts coming from his adopted parents, but it was nearly impossible. Carlisle was still hopeful, but Esme, thankfully, was seeing Edward's side of this. She had never met Meg, she did not even know her name, just that her new son had been in love and he had lost her; more then that, she had to guess at.
Edward sighed. If life wasn't already too hard, it was about to get more difficult with a sister added to their family.