Thanks Trueloveskiss for fixing this. Two chapters in a row, be proud.
I walked home tripping often. The tears came steadily from my eyes the whole way home, blurring my vision. When I got home I stumbled into the front door and to my bedroom where I stripped off my clothes and fell into a restless sleep. A sleep where nightmares haunted me and showed me things I never wanted to see.
I woke up at the crack of dawn and rose sleepily from my sweat soaked bed. Moving blindly around my room, I pulled on my corset, chemise and dress. Leaving my hair down I grabbed my bonnet off the hook and Left a note telling my mother where I was. I walked quickly despite my grogginess down the street to reach the hospital.
The hospital was busy as doctors and nurses rushed around tending to the needy patients. I made my way to the second floor and headed again for the room containing my love. I saw Dr. Cullen coming in the other side and I waved sadly at him.
"Dr Cullen, weren't you here when I left?" I asked him, wondering how long he devoted to the dying patients.
"I was, but death doesn't wait for a doctor to be awake. I hardly slept; I don't need that much sleep anyways. But Miss Isabella why are you up so early." He asked me, smiling slightly.
"I couldn't sleep as well; I came to see Edward Mason. Is he well?" I hoped I would get a good answer.
"I have just arrived so I wouldn't know." Together we both turned and walked into the room. I moved instantly to Edward's side to find him sleeping. His forehead was covered in a sheer of sweat and his was mumbling softly. I sat gently on the edge of his cot and brushed strands of his bronze hair away from his face. Dr Cullen came by and passed me a damp cloth which I took gratefully. I dabbed gently at his forehead to make him more comfortable. I watched as his eyes opened and I looked at the pure emerald eyes that I loved.
"Good morning." I said as brightly as I could under the circumstances. He smiled weakly at me.
"Good morning beautiful." He whispered back. I momentarily paused for dabbing his forehead, but when he chuckled I continued.
"How are you feeling today?" I asked.
"Better now that you're here." I blushed at his response. Edward reached up and brushed my cheek. "I love that colour on you." He whispered, through his chapped lips. I smiled as best as I could at him. We spent the rest of the hour just watching each other in silence.
"Ah Mr. Mason. Are you feeling any better?" Dr Cullen asked walking over with a clip board in hand.
"No better, no worse." Was Edward's answer, I looked into his eyes to see if I could detect a lie, there was something in his eyes but I couldn't tell. I looked away from him and looked at Cecilia and Anthony, both who were still sleeping.
"Dr Cullen. How are Anthony and Cecilia doing?" I asked suddenly. He smiled warmly at me, showing off his perfect white teeth.
"Both of them are recovering and should be out of here very soon." A small smile graced my lips at the thought of them getting out but I still feared for Edward. There was a stirring to our left, when I looked over I saw Mrs. Mason getting up from a deep sleep.
"You're looking better Elizabeth." Dr Cullen said, walking over to her side.
"I feel fine Carlisle." Mrs. Mason said with a slightly bossy tone. "I don't mean to be rude but there are people who are actually dying you could be helping." I smiled to myself; here was the bossy Mrs. Mason I knew best. "Awe Edward dear your awake and Isabella how nice of you to drop by."
"It's my pleasure; I cannot stay any longer than lunch time. I have groceries to buy and a house to clean." I told her, hating that my mother still wanted me to do all the house chores, when the love of my life was dying. I spent the rest of the morning playing cards with Edward and Mrs. Mason and at Edward's request I read my favorite parts from Pride & Prejudice. When the noon bell rang a feeling of dread settled on me. I had to leave Edward's side. Standing up I smiled at him.
"You must go already?" He asked. I nodded at him and leaned down to kiss his forehead. His forehead was burning up and it made me terrified.
"I'll be here tomorrow morning I promise." I said, with as much emotion as I could pack in two words. He smiled at me and kissed the back of my hand before I ran out of the room already running late. The rest of the day passed slowly for me, my heart ached more with each step I took. When night finally rolled in it was a relief. The house was spotless and the cabinets were as full as they'll ever be with food. I sat on my chair in my room pulling my brush through my thick knotted hair. I was a ball of paranoia and worry. I hoped with all my soul that Edward would get better. I slipped into an uneasy sleep waking up early, too eager to see Edward. After dressing I walked quickly down to the kitchen where I found my mother sitting at the table her head buried in her hands.
"Mama are you alright." I asked running towards her and placing my hands on her shoulders. She looked up at me her eyes filled with tears.
"I'm fine." She whispered back, a look of horrible despair haunting her eyes.
"Mama what has happened?" I asked my voice barely above a whisper. But I already knew, of course I knew.
"There has been two terrible deaths." She said looking into my eyes. My body was numbing fighting off the pain that was attacking me with such force I fell to my knees. My mother dropped to my side. "Edward Mason and Elizabeth Mason died last night." She said over my horrible wrenching sobs. My heart had shattered like a glass vase hitting a wall. My mind couldn't fully comprehend the words but my body knew it, knew the pain was coming and when it did it hit me like a freight train, incapacitating me. Through the tears a saw a piece of paper slip from my mothers grip and land in front of my knees I paid no attention to the paper I couldn't focus. Everything was all wrong. The universe suddenly turned to a mighty stranger.
Edward Anthony Mason
Born: June 20, 1901 Died: May 25, 1918
Edward was a devoted son and a loyal friend; he will be missed by all who knew him. But will forever be in our hearts.
The Mason's funeral will be held Saturday May 27 at Henderson cemetery.
You all knew it was coming...Please review though it really makes me write faster. The next chapter is the twist, I bet no one will figure it out, if you do guess right the next three chapters are dedicated to you.
LilyAlice.
P.S Cassie you can't guess you already know.