Hey all!
Look, an update, shocker!
And it's not like, a hundred years late!
I hope you like this, it's a bit strange, but bare with me!
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Lots of love,
Paula
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~Bree~
I love him...
No, you don't. You love Diego. You're just confused because you don't know if you should blame yourself for the break-up between Edward and Bella, and now you're even more confused because you feel like you're betraying Diego by having any kind of feelings for Edward, friendly or otherwise. But you don't love Edward.
But Diego's dead! I can't keep loving him when I know that I can never be with him again. I wasn't even with him in the first place. We were just friends.
Really? And if he isn't dead? It's not even been a month yet, and you haven't heard anything from him or Fred. Surely Fred would have contacted you if he knew you were alive. He might even be with Diego!
That's stupid to hope for too. Fred couldn't know that I'm alive, like I don't know if Fred. It's stupid for me to hang on to false hope when that's exactly what it is, false hope.
You're arguing with your own self conscious. You don't get to decide what's false hope.
I really hope Edward can't hear this...
Bree was doodling in a notebook she had lying around. She couldn't draw to save her life, but that didn't mean that she couldn't make a valiant attempt at it. Alice, Rose, Emmett and Jasper were out shopping. Well, Alice and Rose were shopping, Emmett and Jasper were dragged along. Esmé was out visiting a friend of hers. She had quite an abundance of friends, even though they moved around a lot. She was just that type of person. Carlisle was in work at the hospital, which meant that it was just her and Edward in the house. He was downstairs playing the piano, the eerie notes drifting into the room she was in.
After a while, Bree closed her notebook becuase she got frustrated and decided that art was never going to work for her. She walked down the stairs and into the room with the piano and Edward. He was completely focused on his playing, and didn't even glance up when she came in.
Bree listened to what he was playing for a while. She realised that she recognised the song and started to sing along quietly.
"You are my sweetest downfall. I loved you first. I loved you first."
A smile teased the corners of Edward's lips, but he carried on staring at the keys, playing the tune by ear. The song was Samson by Regina Spektor, one of her favourite singers
"Beneath the stars came falling on our heads, but they're just old light, they're just old light.
Your hair was long when we first met..."
Bree had thought that Edward wasn't really paying attention, so she plucked up the courage to sing louder because it made it easier for her to hit the high notes.
"Samson came to my bed, told me that my hair was red,
Told me I was beautiful and came into my bed.
Oh I cut his hair myself one night,
A pair of dull scissors in the yellow light.
He told me that i'd done all right
And kissed me 'til the morning light,
The morning light,
And he kissed me 'til the morning light.
Samson went back to bed,
Not much hair left on his head,
Ate a slice of Wonder bread,
And went right back to bed.
Oh we couldn't bring the columns down,
Oh we couldn't destroy a single one.
And the history books forgot about us,
And the Bible didn't mention us,
Not even once."
Bree had been watching Edward's fingers glide over the ebony and ivory keys, but here, their eyes met and their voices joined.
"You are my sweetest downfall,
I loved you first..."
The last note rang out and lingered in the air. Bree was the first to break the eye contact.. Her hand caressed the keys, absent mindedly,
"Do you play?" Edward breathed.
"Nah, don't have the patience for it" she laughed, in spite of herself. "I get frustrated really quickly, seriously."
Edward took her hand and placed her index finger on one key, her middle finger on another one, and her ring finger on the one beside it.
"Now, press down your middle finger first, then your index finger, then your ring finger." he instructed, his eyes looking eager, like a teacher's.
She did as he told her. The three notes rang out. She didn't do it to any particular rhythm, but it was pretty all the same. Pretty and simple.
"See, easy!" Edward whispered.
Bree smiled, playing the three notes over again. As she did that, Edward started playing a string of notes over hers. It was so beautiful. Bree looked at Edward again, her face glowing with happiness. Edward smiled, and moved closer to her, so their sides were touching, their gaze still locked on each other, just a few centimetres then...-
"Hey all! How are we? Look what I bought for you Bree, it's totally your colour! Well, everything's basically your colour but anyway! Did you finish what you were drawing, can I see?" Alice's incredibly high pitched voice rang in. Bree and Edward jumped apart guiltily.
So close...
~Edward~
Yet so far...
Alice, Rose, Emmett and Jasper came home, Alice was gushing about what shops they had been in, who they had seen, what they had bought... Rose had gone upstairs to try on what she had bought, with Emmett trailing after her with all of her shopping bags. Jasper was also laden down with bags, and Alice assured them that there were plenty more in the car.
After sitting through half an hour of being shown Alice's purchases, she finally took the bags off of him and left them to pack away her clothes. Jasper flopped down on the couch, relieved that he didn't have to follow her upstairs to see all the outfits on her... Again...
Alice had bought Bree a dark red dress, tight until the waist, and then billowed out in taffeta skirts. Alice called Bree upstairs to try it on. Jasper shot her a sympathetic look, and Edward squeezed her hand. Once Edward and Jasper were alone, Jasper sat up straight and looked straight at Edward.
"How you holding up man?" Jasper asked, sounding concerned.
"I'm fine, thanks." Edward replied, stiffly. Edward loved Jasper, he just didn't want to talk about Bella or anyone really, with him.
"What's going on between you and her?" Jasper pushed.
"Who, me and Bella? Nothing, I told her never to come back, so there's absolutely nothing going on whatsoever." Edward sighed.
"No, not between you and Bella, but you told her never to come back, woah. I meant between you and Bree. Emotions were pretty hot when we came home, and don't play innocent..." Jasper said.
"Nothing's going on. We're just friends. We were just singing and playing piano, that's all." Edward denied.
"So you have no feelings towards her...?"
"I have feelings, but, well, we're both going through a hard time at the moment, so we're not stupid enough to start something out of rebound. Plus, she thinks of me as just a brother" Edward explained.
Jasper was going to carry on further, but Bree walked downstairs. The red in the dress highlighted the red in her eyes, and it made her waist look tiny. The dress went to her knees, and she was wearing sandals that matched the dress. She was the most beautiful thing Edward had ever seen.
"What do you think?" Bree asked, twisting to look at herself from every angle she possibly could and pulling her skirt down self consciously.
"You look... wow..." Edward breathed.
"Really?" Bree asked, looking at herself in the mirror.
"Really..."
Jasper smiled to himself, and Edward turned to glare at him.
"OK, I'm missing something here." Bree said, sounding confused.
"Oh yes, you are." Jasper agreed.
Edward grabbed Bree's hands and pulled her towards him. He put a hand on her waist, and kept a hold of one of hers. They started to dance, with Bree laughing and standing on Edward's feet (she had never danced with anyone before, but Edward kept leading her, smiling. Jasper played music on his phone, and they danced to that.
"Edward, I think you're an idiot sometimes" Jasper said, decidedly.
"Go away Jazz!" Edward laughed.
Jasper threw his hands up and left the room.
"Why are you an idiot?" Bree asked, thoroughly confused.
"I have no idea."
They danced until Jasper's phone battery died, and then sat down, still holding hands.
"It's funny. We act more like a couple than me and Diego used to." Bree said, absent mindedly.
"Really?" Edward asked.
"Yeah, me and Diego never really were all coupley. We kissed a few times, but never really did all of this." Bree admitted.
"He's stupid then" Edward declared.
"What do you mean by that?" she pushed.
"You're so pretty, and smart and funny, and I think he's an idiot for not realising that and acting on it more, like any guy with two braincells would" he whispered.
"I think he thought I was too, but I just don't think he's one of those model boyfriend's. He was always a bit, I don't know... He meant the world to me..." Bree said, staring at the floor. Edward wrapped his arms around her.
They talked all night, about Diego, Bella, their old lives... They told each other everything, the good and the bad. It was more than either of them had ever told anyone about themselves.
I love her...
Fuck. My. Life.
~Diego~
Diego and Fred wandered around aimlessly Seattle. They visited their old house, but no one was there any more, which wasn't surprising. It was strange thinking that everyone that they had known was dead. All of their acquaintances, so full of life and the fight, gone. It was also kind of a good thing, because neither of them had liked the others very much.
Diego told Fred stories about everything he could remember about there, all the funny incidents, all of the happy times. Fred smiled and grunted where appropriate. He was remembering his own past there too.
They went into old shops, wandered down the streets, alleys, through the parks. They knew they were supposed to be looking for Bree, but, at that moment in time, neither of them cared all that much and besides. her trail had gone dead long ago.
They saw people they recognised, drug dealers, shop keepers, all different sorts of people. They felt like this was home, but that they had long since left it, and could never return to how it was.
"Fred?" a voice called from behind them.
Diego turned around to see a woman in her forties, clutching onto a poster with Fred's picture on it.
"Fred?" she called again. "Is that you?"
"No, you're mistaken, I'm not Fred, or whoever you're looking for, I'm Shaun, and I would appreciate if you would leave me and my friend alone. Goodbye." Fred replied, shaking. He walked away looking as if he had somewhere to go.
"I'm so sorry for my friend, I really you hope you find your missing..." Diego trailed off. Son? Nephew? Boyfriend?
"My son. I'm sorry... He just, he looked so much like my Fred. He disappeared a few months ago, and I just want to see him again. I don't even know if he's alive." the woman's voice broke at the end of her sentence.
"I know how you feel. I lost someone too. Good luck, miss..." Diego bowed his head and followed Fred.
"I hope you find the person you lost too, dear" she called out after him.
Once they were out of earshot of the woman, Diego grabbed Fred's arm and pulled him round to face him.
"What was that?" Diego demanded.
"That was my mother, believe it or not." Fred replied, sarcastically.
"Yes, that was indeed your mother. Why did you deny being her son?" Diego growled.
"Because I'm not her son. I was her son so many months ago. Now I'm a monster, a monster who repulses people and drinks their blood, not something someone wants for a son." Fred snapped.
"You could have told her! She would have understood!" Diego yelled, incredulously.
"How could she have? Hey mom, yeah, my eyes are red, but that's just because I'm a freak of nature who lives on human blood. You're repulsed by me? Oh, that's just my special power. Come here and give me a hug!" Fred spat, bitterly. "This way, she has hope, and I won't take that away from her"
"You're being an idiot."
"Don't you tell me what to do! You're obsessed with finding this girl who's probably moved on already, who you weren't even going out with in the first place, so you are no role model!" Fred snarled.
"Fuck you, Fred." and with that, Diego turned on his heel and stalked away.
~End~
Yes, I know there is no Bella in this chapter, but she will be back, don't worry!
Don't kill me, just in general!
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