Chapter Eight:
E.P.O.V
I will always love you. Forever and for always, Bella. Why did you leave? You should of tried harder to hang on…
Why was I doing this to myself? I knew I was only making it harder for me. No matter how close I came to finally letting her go, some thought would bring me right back to her. Right back to the memories, and the pain.
I was using my mind to talk to her. In our meadow, by myself, with no answers coming from anywhere. Yes, I swore I could feel her there sometimes. Like when I felt the wind I could swear it was her. Like her touch, light and feathery. Enough to make any man go wild.
But I wasn't man. And yet I had fallen for her. I had let myself fall to deep. And now I couldn't let her go.
I hoped she wasn't in pain anymore. I hoped she was okay, and smiling again. And I hoped that she was looking down on her daughter with a smile that could make the sun shine. But I didn't know if any of that was true. What if she was still in pain? What if she was still just like a doll, fragile and breakable?
Stop Edward, I told myself. Your only making it worse. She's fine, wherever she is.
I heard the rustling of bushes. Out of nowhere Carlisle was in front of me. What was with everybody entering OUR meadow. The one that belonged to ONLY Bella and I.
I stood up. He came closer and placed his hand on my back. "I miss her to. We all do, son."
"Not as much as I do." I said, bitterness obvious in my tone. Did Carlisle even try to save her? No! I couldn't be doubting my own family.
"Renesmee looks a lot like her. IT's almost as if they could be twins."
I smiled lightly. "She is as pretty. But she still isn't my Bella."
"Nobody can be."
I stared out into the open distance, watching as the trees seemed to be dancing with the breeze. "Nobody can EVER be."
Carlisle looked down. "I wanted to talk to you, son, about keeping yourself alive."
I growled. "I'm still here, aren't I? I haven't given in yet."
"But, I'm not sure if you'll keep that up. I don't want to lose my son as well."
"You won't. At least not yet."
He shook my shoulder. "Not EVER! Do you hear me? You won't kill yourself…"
I spun around and hissed in his face. "I'm already dead on the inside. Why not on the out? I don't see why everybody is making a big deal out of this! She's DEAD! So why am I still here? I promised her…"
"No. She wanted you to break that promise. Renesmee needs you. A daughter isn't just a short-term deal. A daughter is forever. She will always be, Edward. You'll see that, even if you can't now."
He walked off. "You can stay here as long as you'd like. But at some point, Renesmee is going to want her father."
And with that, he was gone. Leaving me and the light touch of the wind. As if it was trying to comfort me, and to send me home…
Sorry I haven't updated lately! I've been busy, and sick! Yeah! Fun, right? Anyway, I still need ideas, although I have some of my own already. I'm going to give it another week, which means I'll decide on Sunday, But, everybody who gave me their name,…You'll all be in the story! So, keep reading and reviewing! I love you all!