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Just a note about the song. Yes it was one that Edward's father wrote for his mother but he passed it down when he died so Edward could give it to someone he cared about. And so he could keep playing it for his mother (it made her happy X] ) The reason Bella has it is because she went back to the house after she learned they died and kept everything that had a value to the family like photos, music, memories ect. But she didnt want to carry it around so she left it with Neisse since she stayed in the one place more often.
Hope that helped abit with the confusion. Sorry I didnt think of it before...Woops? LOL!
Previously,
Bella's POV
There was school tomorrow. Oh, joy.
Bella's POV
Everyone soon left in pairs to their respected rooms with Neisse and Jake heading to the guest room set up for them. School would only be in a few short hours. It was decided that everyone would go tomorrow. Good luck to them to get me to go. There is no way Im going to school. No chance in the world. Of course Alice thought differently but she would see. You cant make me do anything I dont want to do...
~That morning~
I was laughing my head off at Alice who sat pounting in the front seat of Edward's volvo. She definately was not happy with me but I couldnt bring myself to care on my sudden high. Neisse and Jake decided to give high school ago again without me and Dr Cullen had work. So that left just me and Esme in a big white house all by ourselves. I wonder what we can do today? Closing the front door behind me, I make my way into the kitchen where I find Esme cleaning up after Neisse's and Jacob's mess.
"Want some help? I mean, they are my kids not yours..." I asked softly.
Esme looked startled back at me. Like she couldnt believe words were coming out of my mouth even though they were. Gradually they softened. "It is hard for me to think of you as a mother when I keep seeing you as something else. I guess I will get used to it though, just like I have to get used to my first son being a father."
Her words shook me. I knew the family was close but I never thought they were this close! Even without a human nearby they still call each other family. I guess that just goes to show, family is more than a blood relative. Smiling at Esme, I grab a towel and start drying as she washes. We work in comfortable silence. No words were needed nor were they wanted. After that moment between us I knew things were going to change. For the better. We soon finished in the kitchen and split up... she went into town to get a few things for her garden and I walked up to a spare room that had been offered to me.
Walking to the bed I pulled my guitar case from underneath. Hearing the door close and her car start, I knew I was finally alone. If I was paranoid about one thing - other than something happening to Neisse that is - it was someone hearing me play and sing by myself. I need others with me so Im not in the spot light. Many have tried to get me to do solo but I just cant. My nerves always get the better of me.
Sitting on the bed with the blue and black guitar in my hands, I strummed away playing whatever my heart felt like. Trying to think back to those years that I blocked after becoming a vampire, I recalled a song I wrote in the time of the wars. One of the saddest moments in world history and all I could think about during it was Edward and how he wanted to fight in the war. Oh how unfair that he was taken from me back than. Emotions flooded my sences till all I could feel was grief and pain. All I could see was suffering. All I can hear was sorrow. Remembering the song clearly, my fingers moved on their own and played the opening bars... Than I sang in a voice filled with unshed tears, (Carrie Underwood - Just A Dream)
It was two weeks after the day she turned 18
All dressed in white, goin' to the church that night
She had his box of letters in the passenger seat
Six pence in her shoe, somethin' borrowed, somethin' blue
And when the church doors opened up wide
She put her veil down, tryin' to hide the tears
Oh, she just couldn't believe it
She heard the trumpets from the military band
And the flowers fell out of her hands
Images of those widowed came back to me. Their funerals, the flowers, the tears.
Baby, why'd you leave me? Why'd you have to go?
I was countin' on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm lookin' from a distance, standin' in the background
Everybody's sayin', he's not comin' home now
This can't be happenin' to me, this is just a dream
We hoped and prayed to wake up. No one got their wish...
The preacher man said, "Let's bow our heads and pray
Lord, please lift his soul and heal this hurt"
Then the congregation all stood up and sang
The saddest song that she ever heard
And then they handed her a folded up flag
And she held on to all she had left of him
Oh, well, what could've been?
And then the guns rang one last shot
And it felt like a bullet in her heart
Every face, young and old, plagued her thoughts. How could people do this to themselves?
Baby, why'd you leave me? Why'd you have to go?
I was countin' on forever, now I'll never know
I can't even breathe
It's like I'm lookin' from a distance, standin' in the background
Everybody's sayin', he's not comin' home now
This can't be happenin' to me, this is just a dream
Ooh, baby, why'd you leave me? Why'd you have to go?
I was countin' on forever, now I'll never know
Oh, I'll never know
It's like I'm lookin' from a distance, standin' in the background
Everybody's sayin', he's not comin' home now
This can't be happenin' to me, this is just a dream
Oh, this is just a dream
It's just a dream, yeah, yeah
Clapping came from behind me. If I was human my face would have paled but I knew my face looked like I had seen a ghost. It took them a moment to realise my horror before they became curious, worried and frightened by my reaction. Only Neisse showed a sign of understanding but than again, only she knew. What really worried me though, was how much did they actually hear? And did they make the connection to Edward?