Forgotten Promise:

Part 4:

Edward Masen

Edward's Point Of View

My fingers danced along the smooth white and black keys. I closed my eyes and listened to the music, the beautiful sounds that this instrument could make. After a few minutes I heard the door open. I groaned in my head. When I played the piano I just wanted to escape, to be by myself and just write my music for just me to hear. I didn't get that though, I got screaming girls that didn't care what the music sounded like, just what I looked like.

"Five minuets till the show" my manager and best friend Jasper said. This time I groaned out load. "Come on Edward it's just a 45 minute show...it's for charity too." If I had my way I wouldn't be famous, but my parents thought that this was the best life for me. They pushed and shoved me over and over again to I agreed, which was the worst decision of my life because everywhere I go I'm followed by a bunch of idiotic girls.

"3 minutes" Jasper said then turned around to leave. I played the last few notes of my song, and then got up slowly to follow him.

As I walked out of the room I could here all the screaming, which there shouldn't be any. A piano concert should be quiet and relaxing.

"You only have one girl backstage tonight," Jasper explained "though she looks like she wants to kill someone," jasper laughed.

"Okay…So what's her name?" I asked I usually had at least 5 girls backstage after a concert, so one wasn't that bad.

"Marie White, the author" he said. I nodded, I've read a few of her books, they were all extremely good, and so I just might have to get her autograph.

"And now I'm pleased to introduce the wonderful, Edward Mason.," The announcer spoke into the microphone. Well that's me, Edward Mason. Right now I was on tour to raise money for children's hospitals. My house is in Europe, I loved it up there. I live far from everything. No one I lived there besides my parents. My mail doesn't even get delivered there.

I walked on stage waving and smiling. Everyone was on their feet clapping, and the idiotic girls were screaming. It took all I had not to run off the stage back to my sound proof room.

"Hello everyone," I said into the microphone "Thanks for coming out tonight, all the tickets sales made tonight will go to the hospitals of New York City. So, thank you so much for supporting this great cause." Everyone clapped "I hope you enjoy the show," Then every one screamed.

I walked over to the bench in front of the shinny white piano. I waited for the audience to calm down, and then I started playing my first song. All I played was the piano, and most people would say that is pretty boring to listen to. So Jasper has been trying to get a singer. At first I just told him no, but he got my parents into the idea so I had to at least have additions. While listening to some of these girls sing I probably heard some of the most talented singers, but there was something about them that wasn't right. So I just kept saying no to everyone. There was this voice in my head that I kept hearing a perfect voice, and that's who I wanted.

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I played 4 different songs, 3 that I wrote, and Clair de Lune one of my favorites, in the 45 minutes that I had to play.

"Thank you for coming," I said into the microphone before walking to the right, and off the stage. While the crowd clapped and yelled.

Jasper right there when I got off the stage "Good show Edward,"

"Thanks," I said back to him

"Don't forget about the back stage pass girl," Jaspers yelled while he walked the other direction. I nodded and started to walk over to the back room, were they kept all the people with the backstage passes. This was probably the worst part of my job the backstage passes. 'Well here it goes' I though to myself as I opened the door to meet Marie White.

I saw her sitting, legs crossed on the couch that was against the door on the other side of the room. She looked so familiar, but that was probably because they have her picture on the back of the books, and she was on T.V. a few times. But the weirdest part is that I had this erg to run up to her and kiss her, I've never felt like that before, I've never even kissed anyone before.

"Hello, I'm Edward." I greeted her while holding out my hand to her. She looked mad. Not just an, you took my cookie kind of mad, but an, I'm about to kill you kind of mad.

She looked at my head but didn't raise her to shake mine, so I brought it back down to my side. "I'm very glad to met you Ms. White"

"Edward," she sneered, madly making me even more confused "It's Bella, Bella Swan."

"Okay then, I am very pleased to meet you Ms. Bella Swan." I held my hand out again. There was something in me saying that I had to make her like me, but I didn't know what or why.

"You've hurt me so much already Edward and you're just making it so much worse for me." Bella yelled with tears threatening to come out of her eyes. This girl was crazy! I mean I've heard that the best author's are crazy most of the time. Then there was a part of me that wanted to comfort her, and to not let her cry.

"What?" I had to ask because I was just too confused.

"Edward just answer my questions please. Why did you leave me there? Why didn't you call just to say you weren't going to come back?" She was crying now, and I felt like a complete idiot, like I was hearing a conversation for someone else that wasn't meant for me to hear.

"What?" I asked again, while fighting the erg to take her in my arms. Though now she looked even madder,

"You stupid bastard, FOUR YEARS. Four Years I've been waiting, and crying over you, and you just pretend you don't know what I'm talking about!" she was yelling again, while sobbing hysterically.

"What are you talking about?" I was yelling too.

Bella's face got really red with anger for a few minutes then she started to cry again. I felt so bad, and I didn't know why. I felt like her pain was my fault, even thought I've only known her for a few minutes. But I kept reminding my self that I don't know this girl and that she was crazy.

After about 10 minutes of her crying and staring at me, she ran out of the room. I stood staring at the wall trying to figure out what happened for a few minutes before going back to the sound proof to play the piano.

yes it is short but it's a chapter...It was also a hard chapter to write. Thanks to my BEta ChloewithLOVE if ou have any questions PM me or my Beta!

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