I do not own Twilight, New Moon, or Eclipse. These and their respective characters are the property of Stephenie Meyer and her creative mind.
I however, lay claim to borrow them for this work of fan fiction.
Beginning of My End
Chapter 10
Bella's POV
Edward and I had spent the week packing a few treasured trinkets for his family. He had loaded them swiftly into the back of his Vanquish this morning. I had to see Charlie though, just one more time.
Edward and I were both dressed in black. We both wore sunglasses so no one would recognize us. I wore a scarf as to supremely disguise myself. This is how we attended my funeral. There was an empty coffin. It was black and lonely. There were wild flowers sprayed across the top. The sun kept trying to peek out of the clouds. Billy sat in his wheelchair next to Charlie. I kept looking for Jake, thinking for sure he would have attended, but then I heard it. "Poor, Billy…" Sue Clearwater muttered, cast a side-glance at the wheelchair bound chief, "His son became overly violent when he heard she was….gone. He disappeared." Mom was there, in black, "He and Bella were very close." She sighed deeply, "This town is under a heavy cloud….reminds me of why I moved away."
When it was time to wish the family.…my family well, I paused in front of Charlie. I shook his hand. When he held my hand, he breathed easier. He breathed almost as if he knew. He asked me my name and I pointed to my ears, signaling that I was deaf, as was our ruse. Edward came up swiftly and explained in a strange accent that I was indeed deaf; he said that we were close friends of mine from Arizona. My dad thanked him and shook his hands. I felt so depressed. Edward talked aloud while he signed to me, explaining Charlie was glad that we came and offered for us to stay with him. I faked signing back. He covered for me saying he and I really needed to get a head-start home. And so we did. We left behind my father and my friends. We left behind my life.
Edward started up his Vanquish and I pulled off the glasses and scarf as soon as I was covered by the tinted windows. I didn't know what to think. I didn't know what to do. Crying seemed to be in order, but I had done more than my share of that this week. I had decided to cast all doubt from my mind. This was what I wanted. I had always pined for this and now, here it was. I pulled my knees to my chest on the leather seat and buried my face. As soon as we were clear of Forks, Edward put the "pedal to the metal" so to speak. We made it to Juneau, Alaska in record time I was sure.
It was just after nightfall when we pulled up to the luxurious log-home. Two-stories tall and about 5 stories wide; beautiful, secluded. As soon as Edward helped me out of the car, Esme was there to wrap me in her arms. She pulled my face into her shoulder and whispered to me. I couldn't exactly hear. It was like there was a ringing in my ears, only without the ringing. All I heard was Charlie's last words as he watched my coffin being lowered into the ground, "Oh, God, how I miss her…."
Edward's POV
A week had passed and I hadn't changed her. I felt so monstrous. I felt so selfish. How could anyone have done this to her? How could I stand myself having done this to her?! I had forced her to leave her life behind, and for what, to become a monster? What kind of person was I, to let her give up her life, her soul, to damn herself for all eternity, just to be with me? Why….why was it so hard to let her go? Why was it so hard to accept her choice? She had been under a depression this time, not that she acted like it. She tried to cover it up, but I haven't spent all my years to become ignorant. She didn't sleep restfully, and when she did, she only spoke of Jacob and her parents. She rarely spoke about me anymore. Jasper had tried fixing her emotions so it would be easier for her to sleep and maybe eat. Whenever he did that she would glare at him. I felt it was best to let this run through her system. I had hugged her every night, close to my body, her sobs nearly shaking me as well. What an ugly monstrosity I am….