I Do Not Own Twilight or it's characters.
I'm having a bad... month. That should sum it up. It's only 1/12 of the year. I'll get over it. Thanks again for the reviews. I see you... yes you, added me to your alert list. Maybe just maybe you could also send me a review. Let's aim for 10. Pretty please with cherries. I got lots of cherries for you.
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Nov 29, 2019
Alice took me shopping today (translation: Alice forced me to go shopping today). She said I needed to get out of my funk and move on with life. I am NOT in a funk. I'm just in weird mood. Jasper came with us to be our pack mule and Edward usually would keep him company but he opted out. I think he might be avoiding me.
Edward stood in the kitchen knowing his eyes were pitch black. He hadn't breathed in the last ten minutes but the intoxicating smell was still assaulting him.
The rest of the family was standing outside the large picture window, just outside the kitchen, watching intently while Carlisle worked on Bella's knee. She was silently sobbing and would wince when he prodded a tender spot.
She looked back to Edward and reached out her hand. "It hurts." she said the pain evident in her voice.
Edward shot an angry glare at Emmett. Though it pained him not to, he didn't take her outstretched hand for fear his temper would flare.
I'm really sorry. I only left for a second.
"And that's all it took." Edward said at a normal volume, sure that Emmett would hear. His fists balling so tight he was thankful Bella's hands were safely folded in her lap.
After the incident we decided my going back to school here was not going to happen. Maybe 'we' is to broad a term. It's only 'we' as long as you leave out the 'me'. I guess I knew there was no going back after Lucas tried to hit me. The first couple days he left an embarrassing amount of messages on my phone then mysteriously stopped calling all together. I wonder why, not that I'm not thankful, just wonder what made him stop.
"I said to watch her. Catch her if she tipped in the slightest." Edward moved to just behind Carlisle's shoulder to ensure the damage wasn't as bad as it seemed. "She could have….. You could have…" I could have…
I know. Emmett sulked away into the woods.
The thing I miss most about our relationship is his family. I miss his mom's cookies. She said the secret ingredient was 'love' but everyone in earshot would correct her with, "no actually, it's nutmeg." and then she would laugh.
"You need some air." Carlisle stated, though Edward knew it was more of a command.
He stopped pacing and looked into his fathers eyes. "I'm fine."
No your not. Your not thinking clearly. "You should really get some. I'll finish up here quick and then Alice can play with Bella."
"Where'd Emmett go?" Bella interrupted, scanning the yard for her bear sized brother. "He was teaching me how to ride a bike." Edward scoffed. Bella stared him down. "I want to learn. He promised." She looked at him with wide pleading eyes.
He was pretty upset. Carlisle continued with his thorough cleaning of her wound. Show him a little compassion, he doesn't want Bella hurt any more then you do.
"Did he leave because of me?" Bella asked oblivious to the silent conversation Carlisle and Edward could hold in her presence. "It's my fault. He told me to wait and … and…I don't want him to leave."
I was also fond of his dad. He worked with the police department and knew everything about the town. If I didn't know Alice and Rose, I would have said he was the biggest gossip queen this side of Perez the II. He does however get a close third.
Edward kissed Bella on the crown of her head and left the room hastily. Passing the rest of the family he quickly requested that Alice sit with Bella until Carlisle finished up. She didn't bother answering, instead, spun on her heals and made her way to the door Edward left slightly ajar.
"Thank You, I know it's hard." He said wishing that it wasn't.
Your Welcome.
I can't figure out why it all seemed so familiar. I was so young when the Cullen's took me in, they're the only family I know. I know my bio mom and dad are dead. And I know we used to live in Washington. It was a small town, 'barely worthy of a map' as Carlisle would say though they are the places he enjoys most.
"Emmett." Edward hollered through the trees. Even though his voice carried well, he cupped his hand around his mouth and bellowed again. "Emmett!"
Go Away.
Edward couldn't tell from thoughts what direction a person might be in but could tell from the rustling of disturbed leaves. He raced to Emmett's side in a matter of seconds, settling down next to him against a fallen tree. He stared for a moment at the jagged stump of the tree they were leaning against. The edges were still moist with recent life and the soil at the roots had been recently turned.
"What on earth did this tree ever do to you?" Edward joked. Emmett's mouth twitched but only for a moment before returning to a frown. A feature that looked very much out of place on his face.
"You know there is a very upset little girl at the house…" Emmett shrugged but his eyes tightened slightly, "waiting to be taught how to ride a bike."
But she got hurt. A play by play of her falling over and the intense longing for lapping up her spilt blood coursed through his memory. Edward let out a small growl. "Sorry. It's just… it's all my fault. You were right to blame me."
"I won't argue with you on that one, but she would. Bella is at home beating herself up because she blames herself for you leaving." He shook his head from side to side. "So… What do you say?"
Can't remember for the life of me what it was called… something simple, like Spoon.
"Who wants to learn to ride a bike?" Emmett boomed as Bella threw herself at him coming in the door. She was already fully clad in as many guards her little frame could hold.
Alice thought about her short vision from earlier. "Look everyone. Look. I'm doing it. I'm really doing it." as Bella rode circles around the clapping, proud Cullen family.
Spoon?! That's ridiculous, Who would name a town Spoon? I wonder if there's anything there to trigger my memories.- Bella
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So Bella's going home soon and her side is going to get longer. Have you ever tried to write dialougue into a diary entry. It's not easy or natural. And there is a Spoon River but Google didn't find a place called Spoon. I was so hoping! RxR
By the way, who else is in love with Ian/Jared from Stephanie's the host? I'd be down for bunking it with either of them (or both). DROOL Edward comes first though.