Author Notes: Happy Thanksgiving! It's a great evening. The Cowboys beat the Seahawks, Demi Lovato sang the National Anthem, and the Jonas Brothers preformed the halftime show. There is good food in the oven, and Black Friday is tomorrow!

I know its short, but I could either end it here and actually post it, or I could keep writing and never get it up. Let me know what you think.

Eternal

I was quite content to just lay there and pretend that I was still sleeping. I could ignore the dull pain in my arm, but not the sound of my stomach. It let out a low rumble, and I could hear a subtle laughter. My eyes fluttered open. It was Edward.

"Good morning Tessa." His deep voice broke the silence. Edward was seated next to the hospital bed and his fingers were still laced with mine. I tried to sit up, but I was hit with a sudden dizziness. "You might not want to move just yet. Carlisle is trying to find something for you to eat."

Carlisle must be the doctor.

Edward stood up and moved closer. His hand went behind my back and he helped me sit up. My head was soon resting against a pile of pillows.

"How long have I been out?" My voice sounded raspy.

"Only two days."

I closed my eyes and tried to recall what had happened that fateful night. The only thing I could vividly remember was Vince's body on the ground in a pool of his own blood.

Before I could even get the question past my lips Edward was answering it.

"Vince was hit pretty hard. After I brought you here I went back for him. He didn't make it."

Before he had finished the last sentence I had tears welling up in my eyes. My brother was dead, the last member of my family. I was alone.

Edward's hold on my hand tightened, and he pulled me into his chest. I remember laying there and crying until I had nothing left. Edward didn't leave my side once. He murmured words of kindness into my ear, though I can't remember what they were.

I remembered the young doctor coming onto the room and leaving a plate of food, but I didn't eat it. I couldn't. All I could do was mourn for my brother.