Hey guys! Welcome to Chapter Two of Edwards POV. Incase you don't know, this is part of a six POV story. Here is who writing also:
Jasper played by Book2romantic
Emmett played by Sierra Echo Bravo
Aliceplayed by Shaps
Rosalie played by Eevy Angel
Bella played by CarribbeanLady
Edward played by luvvampluvdog
To find the rest of the stories, you can just search for "Eye of the Storm" under story title or look for a C2 called "Morehead City, NC." Onward we press with Edward:
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The twenty minutes drive was short compared to how long I had been in the car, but my mind seemed to make it longer. I kept thinking about my life, but this time my mind took me to my childhood, before my father died and before I was thrown into the whirlwind life of a rich bachelor in Chicago. I remember particularly the two years of vacation spent in Jacksonville, Florida.
My father had gone down there for a business trip in the spring and absolutely fell in love with the place. He took my mother down for a weekend, just the two of them, a sort of romantic getaway. She too fell in love with Jacksonville and a few weeks later, we had a vacation home there. The house was beautiful, it practically had a lake in the back yard. Over the years though, the house and the lake held but a figment of my attention because living in the house next to us was Bella Swan.
Just thinking her name sent shivers through my body. 'Get a hold on yourself Edward. She for sure has a boyfriend now. She probably doesn't even remember you.' I shook my head, trying to clear it of the thoughts of the girl I shared my first, and most amazing, relationship with.
AT first, we were just friends, but it quickly grew into something more as we realized our feelings for each other. I shared my first kiss with her one summer night on the banks of the lake. I sneaked over to her house in the middle of the night to watch her sleep. I called her almost every day that I wasn't down in Jacksonville. Then, it all changed.
My father suddenly died of a heart attack and my mother sold the vacation home. She couldn't stand to be somewhere that held memories of him around every corner. She completely dunked me into the prestigious life that both her and he were a part of. I got a private tutor and many classes, spending my Firday nights at cocktail parties instead of the movies like most teens my age.
At first, the only thing I disliked about my new life was the absence of Bella. I never saw her after my father died, and slowly, we lost contact with each other. I missed her terribly and was still upset with my mother for taking her out of my life, more so then I was that she had forced me into this new life.
The sight of a big church all lit up, despite the coming hurricane, pulled me out of my thoughts. It took me a moment to realize that this must be the hurricane shelter. I had been driving for long enough and there certainly were enough people there. I pulled into the parking lot and found a spot in the corner farthest away from the front doors. I took my time turning off the car and grabbing my jacket and duffel bag.
I climbed out of the car and even though my mind was screaming at me to run or at least walk faster, I couldn't seem to make my legs move any faster. The weather matched my mood. Eventually, I made it to the front door and went inside.
I looked around at my surroundings, at my home for the next little while, while I tried to shake some water out of my hair. The place was huge with pews placed every few feet. People were milling around everywhere. Some were holding plates of food while others were talking to each other. My eyes finally met the ones of a nice looking lady sitting at a table in the entryway of the church. She was smiling and her smile only grew when our eyes met.
I attempted to smile back at her, but I'm sure it didn't turn out very well. My hand shot up to my head and started running through my wet hair, guaranteeing that it would once again be very disarrayed when it dried.
I stepped up to the table and offered a simple 'hey.'
"Hello yourself. I'm guessing that you need a place to stay?"
"Yes please. That would be very helpful." I silently kicked all thoughts of the past out of my head and let my body go on auto-pilot. This meant that all those manners classes kicked in.
"Okay then, your name?"
"Edward Masen." She jotted my name down on a long list on a clipboard. By the looks of it, there were almost a hundred people here.
"And where are you from?"
"Chicago Illinois." She scribbled that down too then flipped the papers on the clip board around.
"Alright then, Right now you have a room all to yourself, thought I'm sure that will change. Here's your key and your room is just down that hall." She pointed towards a door frame that many people where walking through.
I flashed her one last smile. "Thank you." I took my key and headed for the hallway. My room was maybe halfway down the hall. I knocked twice before opening the door.
It was empty except for two cots, one shoved up against each wall, and a small nightstand. That was really all there was room for. I threw my bag on the cot with the blue blanket and hung my jacket up on a hook on the wall before shaking off a little more attempting to stop the constant dripping down the back of my neck from my hair.
I walked out of the room and back into the common area. 'Well,' I thought, 'this is going to be fun.'
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