Disclaimer: All the wonderful Twilight characters belong to Stephenie Meyer, however the story 'Hello Miss. Swan' belongs to me.
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Chapter Twenty: Leaving…Again?
Bella POV
The next days and weeks passed quickly. Everyday, Edward would hold my hand in his, twining our fingers together while we did nothing but talk-talk about our past, how we had met, and all the events that led up to today. Slowly, my memories cleared, but they still weren't crystal clear.
Out of options, we moved back with the family and each night, Edward would speak with Carlisle, trying to find some way to snap me out of my trance once and for all. But he could not provide any other information other than just to try, and keep trying.
So we did. We tried. Edward would spend hours composing pieces, and playing my lullaby for me. I would listen, and remember the melody, but my memories still remained blurred, although clearer.
Whenever a storm was near, we would go play baseball, in hopes that I would remember the first time I had seen a vampire baseball game. Alice would drag me shopping with her whenever we had the chance, then Rosalie would come armed with hair brushes, clips, and makeup to give me a head to toe makeover. Emmett and I would plan pranks, messing with everyone's heads almost daily. It was fun, but I couldn't remember the details of the past pranks we performed. Esme would decorate with me, but I would never remember how we had decorated the rooms before. Jasper and I would read Carlisle's mass collection of books, but I would never remember the discussions we had about them.
Obviously, everything we tried…they didn't work.
As the months pass, I could feel myself slipping, my memories drifting away. I clung to them, trying to keep a hold of them, but they slipped through my fingers. It was useless, like trying to catch smoke with nothing but your bare hands. When my memories started to fade, I became so shocked that I would do nothing but stay curled up into a ball, rocking, rocking, never stopping, and only coming out of mine and Edward's room to hunt.
Edward was worried; I could definitely tell that. He spoke with Carlisle more and more often, sometimes his temper getting the best of him. I could hear his screaming, his velvet voice twisted in agony and sadness. I would wince, and sob quietly until he returned to our room and hugged me, rocking with me, never leaving my side for long. Like clockwork, he would carry me to his bed, where we would make love every night, with Edward whispering affectionate words in my ear.
It was only a matter of time when I would finally disappear, I just didn't know when.
"Bella, will you come take a walk with me?" Edward said. I looked at him, but I was slightly scared by what I saw. His mouth was not smiling, but set in a tight line. His eyes were a dark topaz, but frozen, and his voice was cold.
"Su..su..sure." I stuttered, rising up slowly. He walked in front of me, not looking back. I felt my chest start to painfully throb, even without a heart.
Edward led us back outside, towards the woods. I planted my feet firmly in the ground, still damp from the last storm. He slowly turned to face me, his stance and face stoic.
"Bella…We're leaving."
I looked at Edward, slightly relieved. "That's it? Edward, you scared me. You looked like you were going to announce that you would die or something." I laughed lightly, reaching forward to take his hand. He walked backwards a step, so my hand didn't catch his.
"Edward?" I was completely confused now. His golden eyes bore straight into mine, but not with love, or with passion. They were hard, and empty. Like the liquid gold had frozen.
"No, it's just us. Not you, Bella." My world came to a screeching halt. "But….Why, Edward, why?" I was scared, and I could feel my knees go week. I struggled to stand up straight.
"Your memories aren't coming back, Bella. Soon you won't remember who you are. It will be better for us if we leave before that happens…that way, we will learn to cope with it better, and it will be better for you also."
"But…Why? Why can't we just make the best of the time we have left? Edward, I love you! I love you with all my heart!" I sobbed, falling to the ground. Edward took a step towards me, but his stance was still stoic, never relaxing.
"Bella, I will always love you…in some way. I will never forget, but trust me, this is for the best." Edward stooped down, and kissed my forehead quickly.
"Stay safe, Bella." Then, he ran out of sight.
All of a sudden, all my memories hit me, relentless. I cried out as if I was in pain, and I could feel the gauze on my memories fade, breaking, until I was left with the raw view.
I remembered, painfully, the first time he left me, right after my disastrous 18th birthday. I remember how he had stopped Jasper from killing me, and the guilty look in his eyes afterwards. I remembered.
I remembered everything perfectly. But why? Why did the moment I get everything back, did my family, my life, my world have to leave?
WHY?
I fell to the ground, as the first thunderclouds started rolling ahead over me. The rain fell, dripping onto my clothes, the ground turning to mud underneath me, soiling my shirt. But I didn't care. Who would, when everything is ripped away from you, just when you got it all back?
I screamed at the sky. "Carlisle! Esme! Rosalie! Jasper! Emmett! Alice! Edward!" I sobbed, my fits pounding the ground. "I still love you all…I always will, never forget that…"
My cries became smaller, and I whispered, "I remember…I remember everything…It's all clear…"
I didn't know how long I stayed there, not moving. Finally, I picked myself up as the clouds went away and the rain stopped.
I stumbled into the house, and I could still smell everyone's scent. I ran up towards Edward's room, and I breathed in the scent of him deeply. Pulling open the drawers, I discovered that a small amount of his clothing was left here. I took them out and crawled onto the bed, dry sobbing while I clutched the clothes to me, breathing in his scent.
How I could forget him, I didn't know. But somehow, I knew that one day, and I didn't know when that day would come, I would see him again. Pain shot through me as I felt this, and I was sure that it would happen. But it could happen years, decades, centuries, millennias from now.
Slowly, I went into everyone's room, finding that they each had left at least one article of clothing in their drawers. I breathed in their scent, before I placed their clothing back in their respected places.
I walked, zombie-like, back towards my room, and leaned out the window. "Edward," I whispered, towards no one in particular, "I'll be waiting. We will still see each other again. My heart will always lie with you."
Closing my eyes, I opened them again, and saw my whisper flow with the wind, disappearing…and with all my heart, I wished that Edward would hear me.
The End
Thank you all for reading 'Hello Miss. Swan' and for all the reviews I have gotten. I'll admit, I've been slightly down because I haven't been getting more than 3 reviews from the last chapter, so against some of my reviewer's wishes, I've ended it like this.
It has been wonderful writing this story, and fear not, a sequel is coming. :D I couldn't leave you guys hanging like that, could I? Haha, I'm not that evil.
I will post the sequel info after this chapter, so please check back in a few hours. I will have it up by then.