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Max.

Last Time…

That's it.

I need structure.

I can forget if I choose to. I've just been holding onto the little sanity I have left. I can let it go.

And I'll start doing that tomorrow…

x.x

Chapter 9: Together We Made It

"…I am not so much surprised as touched by a pang of loss at being here on the adult side of the world." – Unknown.

A few weeks later!

EPOV

You're always taught as a child, that you have to grow up someday, and bring yourself you onto a new world. And when that day arrives, you wish it hadn't with all your might. Because you realize, just how much you give up to become said adult. All the childish games, and the fun you had when you were a teenage, the carefree joy, and moments of rebellion are gone. You're struck into the real world, the side in which you can never go back upon. For it to come back is a mystery. In which only people who can surely manage and maintain themselves, can. I heard it takes a long time, year's maybe.

And here I am, learning to grow up. Owning up, as I like to call it. To all the mistakes and problems, I had to deal with when I was just beginning to have fun. When I thought the world couldn't get worse, and that it was all fun and games. You get punched in the gut, and realize just what you lose.

I've now just realized, I have to become an adult, and since I've gone weeks thinking like one, without having to worry about the fun and shenanigans I would have been doing at this point. I'm not. Is it really worth losing all the fun to know how to think properly?

I don't know.

And this is where I am right now, sitting on my table, trying to concentrate on Biology. The inheritance traits you get from your parents. How we are what we become.

I could not maintain my focus. Without still pondering, If I should go back to being carefree.

While I looked around my room, I start to feel like this is my own personal den of hell. Being an adult, sucks, you have to do a lot of stuff you might regret in the future.

So how can I know what I'll regret? Easy, you don't.

I look out the window; the sunset comes crashing downwards into the horizon, creating an array of red and orange, sometimes blue. I like to think of the sunset as the end of a happy day, though beautiful as it may, it has to end sometime.

Wasn't the beginning of the school year inwardly perfect in its own way?

Though words can also break that high, and bring you crashing down.

My days go by naturally, without me corresponding to it naturally. I walk the halls, ignoring the stares, and just getting on with the day, hoping for a light to come out, breaking me from it. Alas, nothing does.

Ring.

My head lifted, to the source of the deafening ring; which freed me from my acute behavior. There on my bed was my cell phone, ringing and vibrating across the bed.

Could it be her? Should I really get my hopes up?

I slowly walk over to my bed, to inspect it closely, as if it was a time bomb.

There on the screen was her name, with her picture that I programmed in class when she wasn't looking at the beginning of the year.

I lifted it up, casually, and contemplate whether to answer or not.

The side which says, It'll be something great won over.

I flipped it open, "…Hello?' It came out more as a question.

"Edward" she sighed into the phone, as if I wouldn't have answered the phone. Excited?

"Bella" Her name flowing through my lips, was gentle and beautiful, as if a weight has lifted off my shoulders. I didn't realize how much I missed her voice.

"Um, I was calling to talk to you about the English assignment we were teamed up on a couple weeks ago." Figures, she wouldn't want to talk to me personally.

When you think you get that burst of happiness, you assume you are finally getting a chance. And then it comes crashing down, saying I told you so, a million times in your head.

"What assignment?" My mind was reeling in a thousand thoughts per second. Did I really auto-pilot myself through all this time? It was mid-November, for heavens sake.

"The one where we partnered up for Romeo and Juliet at the beginning of the term, remember eyelash incident. She told us, that we have to present a scene, which is pretty stupid since its English class, and not drama, but yeah, were pretty late on it, I cant believe time flew by so fast right." she chuckled, as I sensed a bit of desperation in her tone, or I was just reeling in the fact that I missed half my time thinking about unappealing things.

I was supposed to be focused on my grades. How can I become a doctor if I can't even remember things? Next thing I know, I'll be slicing open a guy in the stomach, when I was supposed to open his head up!

"Edward..?"

She was still on the phone with me, "Oh yeah sorry dozed off. So do you want to um meet somewhere to start practicing and getting a part done?"

"Yeah that'd be great, I can come over tomorrow if that's alright. Its getting pretty dark right now" she sighed, and I heard shuffling going on in the background.

I looked outside, as she said. It was dark, and that I was also exhausted.

"Yeah I'll just head to bed in a bit." I looked around, typical guy mess; I can clean in no time tomorrow.

"Alright well I'll see you tomorrow"

But just before she could leave, I threw in, "Bella."

"Yes Edward?" she asked, almost expectantly.

I sighed, "I missed you."

"I… missed you too." she exhaled, "I guess I'll just head to bed."

"Sweet dreams"

"You too" she replied, I shut the phone off afterward. The last thought in my mind was Bella, before dreaming of a night less day.

In my haste to get the room ready, I was running everywhere, picking up, clothes, mostly Emmett's off the floor. For goodness sake, being Emmett's roommate has some disadvantages. He comes into my room, and throws his clothes on the floor.

"Bella will be here any—"But I couldn't finish, I tripped over something. There were Emmett's massive shoes on the floor to where I fell, but before I could start yelling curses. This is my bedroom Damnit!

I got up, went to his room and threw them into his closet. Then I resumed to my clothing clean-up brigade, only thinking about Bella to get me through this.

Then, I had an epiphany.

This was what was missing in the past, however long I was gone, not in control of myself. I was missing something, and during the time it took me to shut down and now. I always thought that something was wrong, and that I wasn't living anymore.

It was Bella. She was what I was missing. It took me all this time to figure out, I was missing her.

The simple things about her; her voice, laughter, and her beautiful smile, get me through the day. She was my light, the light of the sunrise every days, and the end to the sunset. She changed me in the amount of time I knew her, and now, I can't live without her.

Then I know what I have to do. Whether she doesn't want me as nothing but a friend; a friend is what I'll be.

I'll be there for her, with whatever she wants from me.

So that I can continue on with my life, and be freed from the masochistic ways I've become.

Just as I was contemplating my new ways, I was broken out of my futuristic vague dreams, with a knock on the door.

"Come in" I yelled, and as that occurred, I suddenly remember through my haste to clean, and my sudden epiphany, I didn't clean much at all. It looked like one side threw up Emmett's clothing, while the other was clean. "shit" I muttered, if mother saw me right now, I'd sure get hell to pay.

"What was that?" Bella sauntered in. She was wearing black skinny jeans with a blue sweater. The outfit was plain, but on her, it was perfect.

"Nothing. Sorry for the mess" I grabbed my entire English textbooks from the table, and threw them on the bed, motioning Bella to join me.

"So…I was thinking we should try and do a scene, not many people would pick. So that we wont look stupid going up after 7 people of the same thing." She blushed, afraid I'd say no; it was a smart idea though.

"I agree completely, lets see then" We both flipped through our paperback copies. I started skimming through everything I could.

This took about the time one of us, found something worth professing.

"Oh! How about Act 3, Scene 5. I'm almost certain everyone else will do the first balcony scene. What do you think? It has a lot of monologue, and we can act it out great." she beamed.

"Yeah I agree with you. What about the second part to the assignment. What do we have to do there?" I asked, I was really confused about all this happening, nonetheless I enjoyed it thoroughly.

"Oh. Well we have to take our parts, and basically write what they were talking about. Changing it from olde English to modern day English, this isn't very hard. We could probably add a bunch more stuff to it. We could blow them out of their socks." She bit on her pencil shyly, which was adorable by the way.

"Yeah, that sounds great, so how about, we practice a bit, and then we both do our parts for tomorrow." chuckling, as her ingenuity.

"Great!" She beamed, I was happy that she was.

So we continued on, writing out our pieces, only stopping to practice a bit. It was getting pretty late. I looked at the clock 7:30pm flashing.

When did we start? It seemed so early, at about midday, and now its getting late.

"Edward" She broke me out of my reverie once again. I've been doing it a lot lately, "Are you mad at me?"

"Why would I be mad at you?" I was shocked; she thought I was angry at her. What could possibly make her think I was angry at her?

"You haven't spoken to me in weeks, and when you come to class, you don't speak nor do you look at anybody. You just have this face, like your thinking a lot and that you weren't really there. I thought I caused It." she had tears streaming down her face silently. In a haste to hide them, she started rubbing her eyes with her shirt.

How could I have been so stupid to let her go on, thinking it was her fault. I'm such an idiotic being.

"Hey" I lifted her chin slightly so that she was looking at me, "You didn't do anything, and I was just going through something. I swear to you, it wasn't your fault. I'm sorry for making you feel that you did anything to cause my sour behavior. I wasn't there for you when I should have been" I felt stupid, for doing this to her. She should be happy. But now, I know my main goal and purpose, is to make sure she never thinks it's her fault to my behavior.

"Are you sure?" she wiped her nose with her shirt again. I grabbed her tissue.

"I am one hundred percent positive, if anything you broke me out of my trance." I laughed meekly, hoping she'd be happy again.

"Thanks. I just missed you a lot. I hope we can still be the way we were before all this." she hoped, I saw the sadness in her eyes. She came and hugged me, I held her in my arms.

"I missed you more then you can imagine. And I'm here to stay, no matter what." I thought of something, one of my lines in the play. So I silently whispered into her ear, "I am content, so thou wilt have it so."

"You're silly" she laughed into my chest. I felt the rumble, enjoying the warmth and moment of us together.

If this is what it feels like to be an adult. Then I'm glad I owned up to it.

Together we made it; we made it even though we had our backs up against the wall.

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