A/N: The twelfth one, enjoy. Requested by 49seconds.
Title: let the lights go down and dream
Pairing: Edward/Esme
Prompt: ghosts will come in these night hours, but they're forgotten when the sun comes up
Words: 154 words
Disclaimer: The Twilight series and its characters belong to Stephanie Meyer; I only borrow them for this non-profit work. I get practically NOTHING out of doing this except my own enjoyment and hopefully that of others.
. let the lights go down and dream .
Esme knows that Edward's been suffering, it's everywhere. What's more, it hurts. It hurts more then she knows it should, because this isn't what it should be; it's not the concern a mother should have for a son, even if they're not related by blood.
She's like a ghost, lurking in the shadows of his room. And she knows that he knows she's there, but they both conveniently forget about the events that take place in the depth of the night hours by the time the sun comes up.
Because she's a ghost. Those touches, kisses, and words aren't real; they're secrets, secrets that are meant to be kept by the cold night and not seen nor heard by the eyes of the sun. So that's how it is, that's how they'll keep it.
No one knows that Esme's the ghost haunting Edward at night, to be forgotten the moment the first morning's rays touch the sky.
FIN.