I realise that some of the ideas may repeat themselves alot through this story, sorry about this but I need to repeat them.
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"No," I interrupted, "whatever you're going to say is wrong. She was here, still here just not here here. Listen Alice, I don't know how or why but she hasn't moved on. I'm going to help her Alice if it's the last thing I do."
She stared at me, just stared. Her gaze never moved from my eyes, her mouth still hung open. I resisted the urge to tell her she'd catch flies.
After about ten minutes I was getting annoyed. Her mind kept reeling the information I'd given her against her own beliefs and every few seconds she'd return to the memory of seeing Isabella sitting beside me right before her eyes and then vanishing.
Finally I'd had enough, "Alice, Jasper will get suspicious. Go, think about whatever, and come back later."
She turned as if in a daze though her feet stayed planted on the ground, I gave her a nudge and she walked.
I sighed and buried my head in my hands; my sister thought I was insane. I was sure of it.
I stayed like that for who knows how long, and then I felt a slight change in the atmosphere. It felt, how could I describe it, like the air itself was shimmering. Then a small gust of air was pushed into my face as Bella appeared beside me.
"Edward," she whispered uncertainly. I opened my eyes but didn't turn; it showed I was listening at least.
Then a small, warm hand rested on my shoulder, not enough to cause the electricity but enough to make me feel happier, warmer.
She was comforting me; I smiled and turned to her. "Bella, it's okay. Nothings wrong."
"I'm sorry I left you," she whispered.
"Don't be, she knows now. I just don't think she believes."
"She knows," she gasped.
"I had to tell her. Don't worry, she won't tell anyone."
She exhaled a sigh of relief.
Curiosity burned in me and I couldn't stop myself, "How could she see you?"
"I don't know. I only let you see and hear me. Otherwise I'm sure they would all have been up here when I was singing," she smiled at the memory and I cringed.
"Any ideas?"
"One, are you really close to Alice?"
"Probably closer than any other family member."
"It could be that then, I choose who can see and hear me, and I choose when they can. I guess if two people were very close they'd be able to see me as well, maybe. But only sometimes I think, because she would have heard the song as well."
Bella then blushed, "What," I asked.
"Um… it may be … I have –um- maybe it's because."
"Today maybe," I teased.
"It might be because I was thinking kind of fondly of you," her blush increased and I couldn't keep the smile off my face.
"I'm glad you think fondly of me," I said in an up-tight voice.
She threw a pillow at me, "I meant that I think you're nice and I like you a little bit. Your like a good friend."
How I wished we could be more than that but if she thought of me as I friend I'd take it. It was far better than being hated.
"Friends?" I asked, holding out my hand.
She took and smiled, "Friends," she agreed. It may have just been me but I thought I saw some regret in her eyes.
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