First Night
Crunch of gravel
Step into the drive way
Look up at the small 2-story house
A few lights are lit
I wait
They flicker out
One
By
One
Peek into the windows
Map the house
Kitchen,
Living room,
Laundry room
Climb up a tree
Second floor
Dark bedroom window open
Crouch on the windowsill
Listen to the slow breaths of sleep
Escaping from Bella's full lips
Settle on the windowsill
More comfortably.
Smell of the girl in the bed
Fills the room
With a sweet aroma
Not always blood
Sometimes flowers
With a crinkling
Of fresh sheets
She rolls over.
A sigh
"Edward."
My name.
It floats
On a breath of air
My already frozen body
Tenses
Have I been seen?
Discovered?
Caught?
But she merely rolls over
One hand curls around the pillow
She smiles
A good dream
"Edward."
Her voice so clear
My mind clouds
So many conflicts
I watch
The sleeping angel
And the cloud of confusion
Fades.
One thing is clear
I can no longer ignore
Isabella Swan.
Hiya!
this is obviously ed on his first night watching bella. if you needed me to tell you that then you obviously did not read it. so go ahead and scroll back up, read it, and then read this. (i have people constantly asking me when the stories take place.)
sorry israeli-american i'm not ignoreing the Jasper one. I'm going to try to write one for him this weekend. i love Jasper but he really does not have many parts in the book. so i might do that tonight. -looks at clock ands yawns-
PLEASE REVIEW!!! i dont care if they are good or bad. you can like these or hate these. just tell me how you feel. does anyone have any ideas for another? A character maybe? I'll give you guys COOKIES! -loud cheers-
-Syd