Living On

Chapter 5-

Hey everyone! The last chapter was wayyyy better organized to me. I wrote this chapter down anyway, my house is to loud, I can't count to 10 without being distracted, if you know what I mean.

Disclaimer: don't own Twilight. NO reason to breathe.

When I awoke, I knew instantly I was in the Cullens' home. There was a glass window that covered the whole back wall. That pretty much gave it away. It definitely was familiar. But, I couldn't place it, I had been in every room in this house, haven't I?

I could smell new paint on the walls, now painted a warm brown color, unlike any other room in this house. The room was empty, except for what I was laying on, a black leather couch.

Edward's leather couch.

All the events of yesterday, (which I now knew was yesterday because the sun was as bright as possible for Forks) came back to me, but I wasn't sure if it was safe to come out of here.

When I got off the couch and sprinted to the door, my hands froze on the doorknob. I turned around, to look over the room once more.

It was Edward's room. No duh. Since when do I say duh…? Forget it.

Why did he decide to make all these changes? Where is all his stuff, and why didn't he tell me about it, either?

I slowly opened the door, and walked slowly down the steps. Nothing in the house was moving. Not a sound or stir of air came to me at all. I knew they could hear me coming, and would stop me from doing so if there had been trouble.

No reason for fear, I told myself, as I took a deep breath.

I walked slowly over to the living room. Oh, they were there all right, even my favorite Cullen.

Except someone else was, too. My breathing stopped. I froze in the living room entrance. My heart skipped a beat.

( I was going to leave it here, but I didn't, so you better review )

On one side of the room sat Alice, Jasper, Carlisle, Esme, Rosalie, and Emmett. All piled onto one couch, they stared straight ahead, not even acknowledging my presence in the room.

Sitting on 2 separate chairs across from them, were Edwards. 2 Edwards, in the non-living flesh.

I have one question for you, ladies and gentlemen…

Could my life get any freggin weirder than it already is?

( : Sorry about the language, and O, I have something horrible to say. I wrote like, a million paragraphs after this, but they were all so crappy, and they ruined the whole story line. You probably want to read it, even if its bad, but is one of those stories where you feel like your writing is not even.. yours. And the worst part was, it sucked. And, it would have given me a headache and writers block. Meaning I wouldn't have updated in a very long time… and I know I would get flames for that.

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