Something I Can't Have

By InuYashaBaby1

I don't own Twilight or any of its many characters. But I do own the character Kristi!!

AN: I'm sure you're all wondering; who is this Meghan? What in THE World, does she have to do with Edward who is supposed to love Bella forever? W hats the matter with you woman?! WHY IS SHE LIKE KIRSTI?? I thought she was JAKES true love?! Okay, Okay. Here is the chapter. This entire chap is in Flashback/Edward POV

Chapter 11

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Flashback-1917

I hated hospitals. H-A-T-E. There was nothing fun about them. It's like, sitting there, having a bunch of guys look at you, and say, Oh, my you're sick! Well, duh. That's why we came here. As I sat here, next to my mother, Beth, who was dying of the Spanish Influenza, I was bored as hell. The worst part of this was, I'm pretty sure I had it too. But I couldn't let my mom know that, we had already lost Dad.

My mom was asleep, and I looked at the bed next to moms to see a woman sleeping there too. She was just as sick as my mother, maybe sicker. As I sat in this tiny room with 7 beds, and 6 chairs, a girl walked in. The sun from the small window caught her hair, making it like fire. She was beautiful. She had long red locks, and shimmering blue eyes. She was only about an inch shorter than I, and had a short blue dress on. She held her coat draped over her arm, and a purse in her hand.

"Hello." I said trying to be polite, and she stopped turned to me and gave me a smile as bright as a holy ray of light.

"Hello there. I'm Meghan Pollock, who are you?" She grinned and walked over.

"Edward Masen." I smiled back. "What a terrible place to meat such a beautiful creature!" She giggled.

"I would agree, but you're a man. So, it's a terrible place to meat such a handsome creature!" I blushed.

"How old are you Edward?" She smirked.

"16." She grinned through her teeth. "You?" I said, knowing woman didn't like to talk about their age.

"I'm 15." Wow. That was like, amazing. "This is my mom." She pointed to the bed I was looking at earlier. "I assume that's your mom," she gestured to my mom's bed.

"Yes." I stood from my chair.

We talked for an hour, and then she went home. Later so did I. But every day, she just came back, and I was always hear, so after about a week of being together, I asked if she wanted to go for a walk. We left the hospital, and walked down the street. All the people just walked by. She grabbed my hand.

"I think you're really swell, Meghan." I said looking down at her.

"I like you too Edward." She blushed, and her pale face just stayed that way. "Can I… Kiss you?"

I blushed too.

"Sure."I mumbled, embarrassed… my first kiss. She leaned up, and she kissed my lips. I kissed back. I knew, in this moment, that she was the one I would marry, and live my mortal life with. Her eyes, her hair, and most importantly her smile.

"Er… Meghan." I said. "I don't just like you… I think I love you."

Her smile expanded, and she ran her fingers through my hair and said:

"I love you so much too, Edward."

I smiled right back. It's funny, but I think this was the first time where I could feel my heart beating, keeping time like a clock.

"Can I kiss you, now?" I asked nervously. She nodded, and I kissed her. People on the street looked at us strangely, but I didn't care.

"Edward, there is something I haven't told you." She frowned and pulled away from me. "I'm getting married this fall."

I tensed up. I shook. I started to yell.

"WHY DIDN"T YOU TELL ME THIS!!" I screamed at her.



"Look, he's 10 years older than me, and I don't love him. He's someone my father is making me marry. Edward, please believe me, I love you so much, and I want to live forever with you." She reached to grab my hand.

"What's his name?" I asked, calming down a little. We could be together for a little while longer.

"Jacob. Jacob White." I could hear the hatred in her voice. "Edward, I never meant to hurt you…" She pleaded. I stared down. "To tell the truth, I'm terrified of him." She started to cry, and I pulled her into a hug.

"Why are you afraid of him?" I asked.

"I'm afraid he will hurt me." She pushed me away gently, and hugged herself. "But you never would hurt me, would you?"

I looked at her sympathetically.

"Of course, I would never hurt you." I put my hand on her cheek. "I've only known you for a week, but I feel as if I've known you forever."

"I feel the same." She smiled at me, and it seemed that she had forgotten all her worries about Jacob. We walked until we found a street bench; we sat and watched the occasional car pass.

The sun went down, and she looked worried.

"What is it, Meghan?" I asked.

"Well, my father is on a business trip, and I really don't want to be at my house alone." She looked at me, and put on her gentle smile. I blushed, realizing she was implying to come over my house. I lived alone most of the time, and had a tiny house. With one bed. Singular.

"Er… Do you want to stay with me? I'm also alone, but," I blushed, and so did she.

"Okay, I'd love to." She smiled at me. "Do live near here?" She asked.

"Yeah, pretty close by." I stood up, and helped her up as well. I thought about being alone with her. I thought about what she would look like with her flaming hair down, and her clothes removed. I coughed. I knew about these things. I was 16 for god sakes! I was too young to be thinking about these 

things, as well. I wonder if she was thinking these thoughts as well…? Maybe I could play her some piano? I was good with piano.

"Shall we go, then?" She giggled at me. I think she was actually looking forward to what I was expecting. I nodded and grabbed her hand, walking toward the direction of my house. We walked in silence, and I was glad. I was thinking. What was I going to do? It's not that I didn't like her that way, it was just inappropriate, especially since she was getting married in a few months. I was most obviously a virgin, but I couldn't help wonder… was she? Was she expecting something I could not provide?

It took a small chunk of time for us to reach my house. I reached into my breast pocket and pulled out the key. My house was a drab little thing, but I was lucky, most people still didn't have houses in this area. I smiled weakly at her, and she smiled too. I unlocked the door, and we walked inside. It was dark, and I picked a match from my pocket and lit a nearby candle.

"I will let you sleep in my bedroom." I said. "I will sleep on the floor." I erased all previous perverted thoughts.

"No. I don't want you to sleep on the floor." She grabbed my hand on her waist. "I want you to sleep with me." Even in the dark, I could see the blush across her face like a flag.



"You mean…" I implied it, and she nodded quickly.

"I want you to be my first, and only Edward." She smiled, and put her hand on my face. "I'm totally in love with you."

I smiled and kissed her quickly. I never thought I would forget this night; ever, in all my years. But I was wrong. I did forget.

End Chapter 11

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An So, now you kind of get an idea of Meghan… But how is she related to Kristi, if she was alive in 1917…? All that and more to be answered… If you review! Okay and I know it's kind of weird to fall in love after a week, but it was (not true love; Edwards true love is Bella) love at first sight, so… You know…? REVIEW!! Let me remind you, I am still completely BellaXEdward, so don't be mad. In the words of the greatest Author herself:

"First of all, let me say that I do believe in true love. But I also deeply believe in the complexity, variety, and downright insanity of love. A lucky person loves hundreds of people in their lives, all in different 

ways, family love, friendship love, romantic love, all in so many shades and depths. I don't think you lose your ability—or right—to have true love by loving more than one person"

-Stephenie Meyer