Chapter 2: The Note
When I went down stairs Charlie was already gone. I got my cereal out of the cupboard and headed outside.
It was a sunny day in Forks. I remember when I hated sunny days because Edward and his whole family would not be able to come to school. But of course, he would be waiting in my room later that night. To know he would be waiting for me was the only thing that got me through the day. But sunny weekends were good because he had to be out of the public eye and we would spend the whole day in our meadow. He would tell me over and over how much he loved me and I would sit marvelling at his beauty. He was even more gorgeous in the sun than normal. Even though I do not believe that could be remotely possible. Even though I now know that he doesn't love me and it was all a lie. I can still hear his beautiful velvet voice telling me he loves me and he will always keep me safe. As I began to think of him tears began rolling down my check. His last words kept playing over and over in my head, all I could think was he didn't want me. I was no good for him.
Then the door bell rang. I quickly washed my face, disguising the tears that had just been streaming from my eyes a few seconds ago. I ran to the door, although I had already guessed it would be Jacob. To my surprise when I opened the door there was no one there so I assumed it was just some kids from la Push playing around, but how had they got away so fast? As I was about to turn to go back into the house I noticed a tiny piece of paper lying on the porch. It only had two words on it in an unfamiliar elegant script. It said:
Be Safe
That was when I broke down my knees became weak, I couldn't take it anymore. I fell on the floor and started to cry. Someone was trying to torture me in some cruel joke. These were the words Edward would always leave me with if he went away for the weekend to hunt. I would carry the paper around with me all weekend in my pocket. So I could always have some part of him with me till he came back on Sunday night. Although everyone thought he came back on Monday morning I knew better. Every time he went away, Alice would kidnap me to one of her sleepovers and he would lie with me Sunday night til I woke on Monday morning to see him laying there next me.
But how could anyone know what those words meant? Just after he had left me I would lay on my bed reading these words over and over again because when he left he took everything that would remind me of him. He took his notes, my cd with the lullaby he had composed for me and he ripped himself out of all the pictures I had taken of us. However he could not take one note that said "Be Safe" in his elegant handwriting. This was because it had been tucked safely into the pocket of my jeans I was wearing at the time, though he did not seem to realise that one was missing from the collection.
When he had just left I would lie on my bed for days crying, reading his note and thinking of the last words he had said to me, "It will be as if I never existed". That he had promised. He was insane to think he could just erase himself from my life so easily. That to think after all we had been through that I would just forget him. I would never forget him.