I sighed it seemed like I had been doing that a lot lately. Truth Is I have. Alice was somewhere out of the country with Bella. Bella I had nothing against the poor defenseless human, but her blood. How all the humans blood called to me, but I was learning to resist I was getting better. I was still weak. Andrea would have laughed, and told me everyone was weak and it wasn't just me. Ah Andrea, how I missed her, her big blue eyes that shined when she was happy. Her light brown hair that was very dark compared to my honey blond hair. Her beautiful smile and her small body standing at just barley 5'1. Oh how I missed her and oh how I loved her. I remember visiting her grave; I remember it like it was yesterday.
St. Margit's graveyard: home to the lost souls. The sign read as I swung open the gate, my foot slipped onto the mucky grass. I began reading the names on the tombstones looking for my family's'. Can I help you son a lady asked me. Um yes I told her I am looking for the Whitlock family graves. Ahh the Whitlock's she said walking towards the back. Do you anything about Caroline and Michael Whitlock and there family deaths? I asked her. Yes their son died first he was in the war she spoke quietly. I knew this already I was there son. Expecting to her to say my father's name next I almost fell to the ground in shock when I heard the next name. Then there daughter died shortly after, she ran away when she heard her brother was dead they found her bones a few days later she was eaten by a bear. No if I could cry I would have. My Andi, she was so young barely 16, here you are the lady said. There it was Andi's grave.
Andrea Louise Whitlock
Born: September 26th, 1836
Died: March 21st, 1851
Andrea: Beloved Daughter; Beloved Sister; Beloved friend. May god welcome you with open arms, you precious child from above.
WE LOVE YOU
I dry sobbed on her grave for hour's maybe days even I wasn't keeping track of time. I missed her with all my frozen nonbeating heart.
"Who's Andrea?" I heard Edward ask from behind me. I jump startled.
"She's um an old friend, from m-m-my human years," I stuttered out.
"She seemed more than a friend," Edward inquired," more like a girlfriend maybe or maybe a wife?" Edward eyed me with suspicion.
I laughed It wasn't a forced one that I had been doing for so many years to was a real laugh. I hadn't used since my human time. Edward had never been more wrong.
"What's so funny," he growled he never like being laughed at.
"Because Eddie she isn't my girlfriend or wife. She's my adorable baby sister. Who died because of me," I whispered," she ran away when she heard I was dead and was attacked by a bear or some animal. All because I joined the stupid army." I shook with angry I never realized it was my fault she didn't live a full life but it was. And it was will be.
"Jasper, it wasn't your fault. She was the one who ran away and didn't come back." Edward replied soothingly. I didn't need his pity.
"I'm going for a run and maybe a long hunt." I told. I jumped out the window and ran, letting my heart guide my path.