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A/N: Okay, so I just realized that I said in an earlier chapter that none of them were in school as I was typing this, but in this chapter, I say that they are in school. So, I am going to change it now and say that they are in Forks Community College and Alice and Edward are sophomores, Jasper and Rosalie are Juniors and Emmett is a senior. And they get away with a lot, so if they miss days, it's not a big deal and they can easily make it up. I mean, they are the Cullens's after all. So, yeah, just thought I would point that out, incase anyone else notices. Sorry about that.

EPOV

"Tanya! Get out of my room!!!" I screamed as I woke up and opened my eyes to the annoyance that was Tanya. She was laying in my bed next to me as I slept, and was watching me intently. She jumped off the bed and stared at me when I screamed. But she did not leave. I glared at her.
"You heard me! Out! Now!" she stared at me still. I sighed exasperatedly. Rescue came in the form of Carlisle at my door.
"Tanya, you heard him. Please leave. He does not want you here. And, I thought I asked everyone to leave him alone, and that he was sleeping?" She did not speak, but left my room quickly. I thought I heard her stumble on her way down the stairs but I didn't care. At this moment, I was so angry with her, I hoped that she would fall and break every bone in her body. Yes, maybe that was harsh, but I didn't care. Carlisle came in and sat down on my bed.

"How did you sleep son?"
"Very well. I did not dream at all. It was very peaceful."
"I am glad to hear it. Dinner will be done in a few minutes. Would you like to join us?"
"What did Esme make?"
"Chicken and biscuits."
"Oh. Yum. But, I don't know, Carlisle. I don't want that foul woman anywhere near me. Tanya, I mean, not Esme." Carlisle laughed softly.
"Of course. We can make that possible. I cannot, however; kick her out. The whole clan is here for a surprise visit from Denali, and I cannot ask her to leave, because the rest of the family will go with her."
"I suppose I'll come to dinner. But, please keep her away from me. And then I am going to come right back up here and try to sleep more. It was nice to sleep."
"I know, son. Come downstairs with me. Dinner is almost done. We'll set the table for the girls and then we can all eat. Then you can come back up here and sleep more, if you wish."
"I do. Thank you, Carlisle."
"Of course, Edward." I got out of bed and followed Carlisle downstairs and into the kitchen. I grabbed a few plates and napkins from their places in the cabinets in the kitchen and set them around the table. Carlisle put out the forks and knives, as well as cups so that people could get what they wanted to drink. Although I had the option to choose otherwise, I would be having a soda. I did not need to over-do myself here and end up doing stuff I would regret because I chose to drink. Therefore, I would be drinking soda. I would probably be the only one, but I didn't care.

Finally dinner was done and I sat down on one end of the table, making sure that Tanya had no choice but the sit on the other end, far away from me. That made me slightly happy. I ate a little and kept my eyes on my plate, with my head on my fist. I could feel most peoples' eyes on me, but I didn't care. I didn't look up, for fear of meeting anyone eyes.
"Edward, would you care for a beer?" asked Carlisle.
"No. I don't trust myself to drink right now. Not even one."
"All right son." I went back to eating my dinner in silence. Then I went back upstairs and went to bed.

In the morning, Rosalie, Emmett, Jasper and Alice went to school as usual. I stayed home and, well, pretty much moped around all day. I wasn't me anymore. I had become a shell of my former self. I went about life like usual, but I wasn't really there at all. It was around noon when I found myself sitting at my piano staring at the keys. I didn't want to play. I never wanted to play again. But I had a tune in my head that I wanted to try out. My fingers began to move across the keys and play one of the most melancholy tunes I had ever produced. It told the sad story of a love most wonderful that came to an end with the death of one of the partners and the empty space in the one left behind. It told my story without me knowing it until now. It played on for a good ten minutes then came to a sad, abrupt stop. That was the end of the story. It told of uncertainties that were to come for the future and it told of fear for the unknowns. But mostly, it told of my thoughts for every minute of every day.

I decided that I couldn't take it any longer, and the things that were on my mind, the questions that burned inside of me, needed to get out. I went to find Carlisle. He was up in his study, across from my room. I walked in quietly and waited for him to finish the paper he was working on.
"Edward, son? Was that you playing that tune downstairs?"
"Yes."
"I liked it in a strange way."
"Thank you."
"Well, what can I help you with? I'm sure you are here for a reason?"
"Yes. I am. I had a question. Or, rather, I have something I need to know." *You wanted to know what Leah said on the phone with me.* I nodded my head yes, and Carlisle sighed. *Are you sure you're ready for this knowledge son? It's painful. It hurt me to listen to it. I just want to warn you before I tell you.*
"Yes. I want to know. I need to know." He replayed the conversation from the phone for me through his thoughts. I payed attention without making a sound. When it was done, I sighed and stood up.
"Thank you, Carlisle. I needed to know." Carlisle simply nodded. I stepped back out of the office and went into my room where I put Debussy in my stereo and Clair de Lune filled the air around me with a soothing melody. My cell phone began to ring. I lowered the stereo slightly and then answered it.
"Hello?"
"Edward? You aren't in school, are you?"
"No. I didn't go today. I won't be attending school the rest of this week."
"Oh. I see. Well, I just wanted to call and thank both Alice and yourself for staying with Charlie the other night. It really meant a lot to him. Even if you didn't do anything. All he really needed was the company."
"Yeah. Renee, may I call you that?"
"Yes. Go ahead."
"Renee, it was really no trouble at all. I kind of wanted to be there anyway. Just to be with someone that wasn't my family."
"Yeah. Is that Clair de Lune in the background?"
"Yes. I forgot that you listened to Debussy as well."
"You knew that?"
"Yes. It came up in a conversation once."
"Oh. I see."
"Yeah."
"But, the reason I am calling Edward, is because I wanted to tell you...."
"The dates for the funeral and the viewing." I said to her, knowing what she wanted to say, but was unable to.
"Yes. We made the viewing tomorrow morning and also one in the afternoon. And the burial is scheduled for the day after."
"Okay. Thank you so much for calling Renee."
"Of course, Edward. So, I'll see you tomorrow then?"
"Yes."
"Okay. Good-bye Edward. Sleep well tonight and I'll see you tomorrow."
"Good-bye Renee. You too. Thank you. See you tomorrow." And then the line was dead. I dialed Alice's number immediately.
"I'm on it," she answered. "I just saw it. You are going to have Rose, Emmett, Jazz and I get work for the next two days because that's when the viewings and funeral are."
"Um...Yeah. Can you get mine as well for the week Alice?"
"Yes, of course. I'll come up to your room and see you as soon as I get home. It's going to be a rough two days."
"Bye Alice."
"Bye Edward." I hung up and lay down against my pillows, closing my eyes and letting Clair de Lune calm me. I left it on repeat.

"Edward, could you... oh. Carlisle. He's asleep. That Debussy always does this to him."
"Oh well. Let him sleep. We can talk to him later. Alice will wake him up when she gets home in an hour from the store." Carlisle replied. And then I fell back into darkness as sleep overtook me again.