IMPORTANT AUTHOR'S NOTE: I made a mistake in the first chapter, it's the first day back from spring break of senior year for Edward and Bella. I had it wrote that it was their first day of school. Sorry for any confusion this may have caused!
So here's chapter two! I hope you enjoy a look into Edward's mind. I'm sorry, it leaves you on the same cliff hanger, but I had to do it!
Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight, but I do own a Blackjack and this delicious glass of iced tea.
Changing the Past
Chp. 2
Broken
EPOV
"Forever and forever and forever," I murmured.
She smiled brightly, "That sounds exactly right to me."
My eyes snapped open abruptly. I wasn't in Bella and I's bedroom, I was in…my bedroom back at the house. This makes no sense.
Standing over me were my concerned parents, Carlisle and Esme. "What happened?" I asked them immediately, ready to figure out the reason why I was lying here instead of with my angel.
"Oh, Edward!" Esme exclaimed, throwing her arms around my neck and squeezing me tightly.
Carlisle put a hand on my shoulder and I looked up at him questioningly. "Son, you…fainted." I looked at him as if he were a madman.
"I know," he began, "it sounds crazy, but you were standing in your room, and you just fell over. We have no idea what happened." He told me.
"Where's Bella?" I had to talk to her, hear her voice.
Carlisle's brow furrowed, as well as Esme's. "Bella?" he wondered out loud.
I tuned into their thoughts.
Bella? Is he talking about Isabella Swan? Oh dear. –Esme.
His singer, Isabella Swan? Why would he be asking about her? What happened to him? – Carlisle.
"Why are you both acting like you don't know Bella?" I asked, incredulous.
Esme's kind smile appeared on her lips, but it didn't conceal the worry in her eyes. She stroked my hair lovingly. "Honey, why are you asking about Bella?"
"She's my wife." I stated.
Carlisle and Esme exchanged a bewildered glance, their thoughts both concerning my sanity. "Son, maybe you should lay back down, sort all of this out in your head." Carlisle suggested.
I sprung myself out of the bed and walked through my door into the hallway. "Where are you going?" my father questioned, curiosity leaking into his worried tone.
"I need to speak with Alice." I told him, heading for her room.
"Alice? Edward, who is Alice?" he asked.
I spun around, looking at him with confusion. "Alice…my sister." I spoke slowly.
He looked at Esme again, but she just stretched her hand out and placed it on my arm, trying to comfort me. "We don't know any Alice. Honey, you don't have any siblings." She shook her head slightly.
"What about Emmett?" they shook their head. "Jasper?" I tried again but they shook their heads again. "Rosalie?" I squeaked.
Something clicked in Carlisle's mind. I could see the face of a young girl, broken and bloody in the middle of the street on a winter evening.
"Rosalie Hale?" he whispered.
My eyes brightened. "Yes! Rosalie Hale! Where is she?" I asked anxiously.
His gaze went to Esme briefly before settling it on me. "She's dead." He breathed.
The scene replayed in his mind. The scene where he found her, broken, bloody, and violated in the street, completely lifeless.
No! no, no, no! My mind shouted at me. If there was no Rosalie, than there was no Emmett. And Alice and Jasper were apparently not here either.
Then something struck me. I fell to my knees instantly aware of my biggest loss. My daughter. Renesmee no longer existed in this strange new world.
"Renesmee." I whispered, completely broken.
Esme knelt down beside me, placing her warm hand on my cheek. "Renesmee?" she questioned.
"Edward, are you okay?" Carlisle asked from his standing position.
I looked up at him with fury in my eyes. Of course, I wasn't angry with him, I was just angry with the entire world. "No, I am not okay." I sneered the word as though it were filthy. "How could I be okay? My entire world is gone." I spat bitterly.
He backed up a few paces, and Esme leaned away from me slightly.
I regretted the tone of voice I had used instantly. "I'm sorry." I apologized quickly, my voice softer. "I just need to see Bella." I miss her musical voice, her stunning face, her mouthwatering scent. I longed to be in her presence more than anything.
"Well, you can go to school today. She should be there." Carlisle informed me.
I peered up at him, my expression drastically changing into one of excitement and pure joy at the thought of seeing my Bella.
After that I got dressed and got into the Volvo to get to school. I waited in the parking lot as long as I could, but the faded red Chevy never came.
The school day passed by aggravatingly slow. It felt…strange to be here without my siblings, but I got over it. I continued hoping that Bella would just magically appear. I knew she was real, but I just hoped that when I did see her, that she would know who I was.
Lunch had just ended, and I was getting worse by the second. I was completely crushed that she didn't show up. I was about to just give up and leave, when I caught the whiff of a very familiar scent of freesia in the hallways. Bella's human scent.
I rushed to my Biology class, eager to see if she would be waiting there. My face fell when I got inside of the classroom, she was nowhere to be seen.
I slumped into my chair, prepared to endure this dreadfully long class period. Just as class was about to start, the most wonderful scent filled the room, and a fire exploded in the back of my throat. I looked up hopefully, and there she stood, staring at me wide eyed.
So, how did I do with Edward's POV? I was really nervous, he speaks so proper all of the time, I hope I bring him no shame with the way I wrote his thoughts. Tell me how I did, I'm eager to find out! Look forward to Bella and Edward's reunion and lots of confusion next chapter! Reviews are amazing, and flames are excepted!
