AN: Because you guys are the best ´effing readers ever...tonight you guys get a `twofer´! Yep, that´s write folks, two chapters tonight. Enjoy!
Beta´d by the amazing and wonderful DreamTeam!
DISCLAIMER: I OWN NUTHIN..."
That´s What Little Girls Are Made Of...
Chapter One-Oh-Seven
BPOV
There were no words to describe how relieved I felt now that Edward and I had cleared the air.
We were together.
We were really together!
All while we were packing yesterday, and helping the movers load the truck there was a grin from ear-to-ear plastered across my face.
Stolen glances, heated kisses, teasing touches, and sexual innuendos passed between us all day; by nightfall, I was a sexually frustrated mess.
Unfortunately, Edward refused to help me out with my little problem. After we got out of the tub Friday, and I was walking a little funny, he refused to touch me until my pussy had time to heal.
Bah-Fucking-humbug!
You can just imagine the pissy mood that put me in!
It was close to eight o´clock before we said our final goodbyes to the house that once held nothing but happy memories for us and headed to the hotel.
Dinner was a quiet, solemn affair with neither one of us eating very much. And by the time we both showered and crawled quietly into bed, sex was the last thing on my mind.
Lying in bed, I tried to force my brain to reconcile what would take place on tomorrow. No matter how I looked at, I couldn´t come to terms with the fact that the entire town was going to gather in a handful of hours to join us in paying homage to two of the world´s greatest people.
Never again would there be two more selfless, loving, and caring individuals to roam the face of this earth. When God created Esme and Carlisle, he definitely broke the mold.
Grief and pain hug thick and heavy in the air.
Flashes of Esme and I together, laughing, sharing moments that neither one of us thought were possible, considering our mutual loses.
Her...children that she never got a chance to love.
Me...a mother, that used her last ounce of strength, to bring me into the world.
We were destined to be in each other´s lives.
Until Esme, I didn´t even realize how much I wanted, no, needed a mother. Years spent building a wall around my heart, and keeping myself closed off to outsiders had me jaded.
But that all changed, when a beautiful, caramel-haired woman, with the kindest green eyes I´d ever seen, dared to speak to me, dared to befriend me, a lost, emotionally-stunted little girl whose view on love was tainted and obscured.
She chose me!
AN: I swear that I started uploading this at 8p last night, and when I woke up at 2a, I had only posted the first AN. Lol! These two jobs are wiping me out, but I can't leave you guys hanging! Leave me some love!
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