Bella's POV
It had been a week since Mathieu's funeral and the new guy's arrival. Andrea was still in a state of walking zomby depression—much like I had been when he—no Edward had left me. The new guy still hadn't talked to anyone. We had learned that his name was Amory Shalott and that he had just moved here from Laos, Laos—who lives in Laos of all places? (AN: I have nothing against Laos btw) It's like a jungle! Ohhhh my gosh! I've been around Andrea too often, I never would have said, none the less thought, anything like that when I was human!
Anyways, lets get back on track. He had lived in Laos with his aunt, who we learned had died from some weird disease and he had moved here to stay with some foster family. He had lived with his aunt because his parents had died in a forest fire. A forest fire—seriously! That's one screwed up life story if you asked me, well maybe not as much as mine, but still.
We were now sitting in biology, oh the irony of it, and Andrea had been pared up with Laos so that they could look at some slides together. Andrea was still in a half zombie half vampire state. She hadn't made an effort in what she was wearing in a week, which was new, and she had hardly talked to anyone. She moved to sit next to Laos and looked down at the table in front of her. That's when Laos shocked everyone in the class. He introduced himself first.
"Bonjour, je m'appelle Amory, et toi? Andrea, Oui?" Andrea lifted her head from the table and turned to look at him, the vacant look in her eyes disappearing slightly.
"Yes, I am"
"It's nice to meet you. We didn't get the chance to talk last week, what with everything and with the stress of moving and all"
"Yeah" was her reply as she looked back down at the table.
And that was the start of a long, long, long friendship between the two of them.
Edward's POV
It's been a while since we've moved to Maisons Laffites, Bella wouldn't talk to any of us at first, now she's restricted her silent wrath to only me. I feel awful. If I thought the guilt and sadness of having left Bella was horrid before I came here, then it's definitely been intensified by a 10o. Having to witness firsthand, well second hand really, since I did not see it for the first few years, Bella's pain and hatred that she feels for me is pure torture.
I have to make it up to her, somehow. I love her so much. I never should have left! I've caused her so much pain. She was the best thing that ever happened to me and I went and ruined it by leaving her- leaving her because I thought I was a danger to her, that by leaving her, all danger would leave her and that no more psychotic-blood-thirsty vampires would come after her. But I was wrong, as I have been about many things concerning Bella, and for that I will never forgive myself, but that doesn't mean I can't beg for forgiveness and at least try to have a resemblance to a happy life for the rest of eternity.
While I was thinking this I was sitting in English class with the rest of the bilingual students and was trying desperately to break through Bella's mind walls, unsuccessfully, when an unusual thought caught my mind.
Merlin was a much better teacher then this old fart. And Arthur was much more interesting to watch struggle!
My head snapped up immediately and I looked around searching for the source of the unusual thought. After what felt like an eternity, my eyes landed on the new boy, Amory, what a weird name! He was looking down at his notebook, his purple eyes glazed over with thoughts, that for some reason I couldn't hear, it was as if he was remembering things in a private part of his mind that was blocked to my own mind reading skills by a bunch of other insignificant memories. And from time to time one of the memories managed to escape into the public part of his mind. You know, when someone is staring at you, you can normally tell, well he definitely could. He looked up from his notebook and seemed to stare at me for a good minute, I thought he was going to get up and hit me, not that it would hurt me, but instead he smiled, not a sick twisted smile but an acknowledging smile. I smiled tentatively back and then went back to thinking about Bella.
Andrea's POV
It was now three weeks from that faithful event. I hadn't been anywhere near Mathieu's house and each time I saw one of his parents in the distance I quickly moved away or hid before they could see me, although they told me that I was still welcome over any time and that they would enjoy seeing me, I could see through the little white lie. They wouldn't enjoy my visit and neither would I. It would be too painful a visit, reminding us of happier times, when we were all sitting around their dinner table talking about trivial things and laughing. That wouldn't' be happening any time soon.
I was sitting in the school library, my ipod on, blocking out what little sound was around me, staring at the wall blankly waiting for the bell to ring so that I could go to my next class.
After scrawling through my play list and choosing a song that reflected my mood, I rested my head on my hands. After a few minutes I felt the table sift slightly under some extra weight, which had just been added, and I heard the chair next to mine squeak as someone sat down. I looked up to stare into the purple eyes of Amory. He smiled, a one sided smile and then said:
"Hey, do you mind if I site here?"
I pulled out my earphones and answered:
"Well, it's kinda late for my permission now, but, no, not at all, be my guest." I then went back to staring at the table but was interrupted from my contemplations of the various knots in the table, by Amory one more time.
"We didn't get to talk much last time. So tell me about yourself."
"Uhhh… I'm part French, part Canadian; I've lived here for 3 years now and uhh… I have two sisters. That's it, all there is to know." I said. He smiled and looked out the window as if reminiscing.
"I had a sister once…" I looked at him shocked and then felt the familiar pain of loss overwelm me as I realised that not only had he gone through the same thing as me twice, by loosing his parents, and then his aunt, but three times! How selfish was I, only thinking about myself and my losses.
Other people have lost loved ones as well and they've gotten over it, they've stopped mopping around, they've stopped making people feel sorry for them. I need to get over my self, it's been three weeks and yes, I will never and by never, I mean never in my whole existence, forget him. He was my first love after all, and you don't forget first loves, not when it was as deep as our love was. I was planning on spending the rest of his life with him, planning on telling him the truth about my existence, but all these options were cut away from me as fate had an other idea.
Fate got rid of him, however blunt that may sound, fate decided that he wasn't going to live a long, happy life with me, fate decided that he wasn't supposed to know the truth about me and fate decided that he wasn't to become one of us. The cold ones. Just like fate had decided that I would become a vampire.
"Oh. I'm sorry, I didn't realize that—" I said softly but was cut off.
"It's ok, I've had a lot of time to get over it. It was in the past and it cannot be changed." He answered with a weak smile. I smiled back and asked tentatively:
"What was her name?"
"Elaine"
"Oh! What a nice name." I said with a small comforting smile.
"For a beautiful girl" He answered with a far away look in his eyes, as we both turned to our own memories of loved ones and of better times.
I was now sitting in the cafeteria, next to Bella as we waited for the Parkens and the Cullens. I was chewing slowly on my sandwich when Edward sat down on Bella's right. She frowned at him and then turned her back to him. I raised my eyebrow and then whispered low enough so that only she would be able to hear me:
"Why won't you forgive him? He's in love with you, love is pouring out of his eyes, Bella, please forgive him and spare the ones who don't have anyone to love or have them love them, please."
Her eyes hardened as she whispered back:
"Andrea, I understand that ever since Mathieu's passing" I winced as she said this. "that you've been depressed and you feel pain and all, I know you do, I know what it feels like. And that's why I won't forgive him right away"
I was getting mad:
"Yes well at least he came back, Mathieu is NOT. EVER." And with that I stood, stuffed my half eaten sandwich into the nearest trashcan and stormed out of the cafeteria.
Once outside, I ran to the large tree in the back of the school courtyard, no one went there, it was too far. I dropped my bag at it's foot and then climbed up a few branches so that I could see the whole school, but could not be seen unless you were standing directly under the tree. And that's when I let it all out. I cried for Mathieu, I cried for the fact that I lost him, that he never knew the real me. I also cried for the fact that today I had had my first fight with Bella, my best friend, my sister, however minimal it had been.
I know I probably shouldn't have said anything, but she refuses to forgive the person she loves, that loves her back with all of his un-beating heart. She could have it easy, she could be happy, if she would just forgive him. It's too late for me, my happy ever after is no longer. My love is gone. Life is not even worth living… But I can't die, I mean I could always go to the Volturri, but I can't leave my mom and my dad and my sisters and I definitely can't leave Bella.
After what felt like a few hours, even though I'm sure it wasn't, I heard the sound of branches cracking under cautious feet. Then, under the tree stood Amory, his backpack was swung across one shoulder his dark hair slightly mussed from the wind.
Please review. I know I haven't update in centuries, but school has taken hell out of me. I finish at 5pm every day, sometimes 6. Ok enough with the excuse. Please Update!
I'm on holiday, finally, so I think that I'll probably have another update ready for next week, considering the fact that I am actually inspired.
Please update, I'd like to go above 60 before I update again... hehe
