A/N: This is pure fan fiction.
I do not own Twilight.
Behind Locked Doors
Chapter Four Fourth Entrance
Dear nobody,
Once again I had a visitor. Although it is two months since Rosalie was here. Today though someone else came into that room where I was waiting. At first I wanted to throw myself into his arms and feel the familiar scent but then I realized that I couldn't. He was not mine to hug like that.
"Hello," he said politely when he sat down on the other side of the table.
"Hi," I whispered.
I tried to stay calm because this was a visit that I wanted to have. But at the same time I wanted him to leave me alone.
"I do not want her to come here," I said shortly.
He didn't look surprised at that.
"I understand," he said simply.
I could see in his eyes that he did indeed understand.
"Bella," he said softly.
My hands were lying on the table and he gently grabbed them in his warm hands.
"I know that you might not want to hear this but I am deeply sorry for this. I know that sorry isn't a word that you might want to hear but I don't know what else to say," he said looking down at our joined hands.
I already knew that he was sorry. I knew that he cared for me and no matter how sad it is I still care for him. No, that's not true. I still love him.
"My mother sends her regards," he said.
I had always liked his mother – she was unlike his father a kind person. She was warm and loving and I missed her. But no matter how kind his mother was it was his father that ruled that household and his father never approved of me. I was not suitable for their son. I was not from a good family. I was no Rosalie Hale.
"Tell her I send my regards too," I said quietly.
"Miss Swan visitation is over," one of the men standing in the corner said and I sighed deeply.
And with a light kiss on my cheek Edward walked out through the door.
Shortly after his visit I received a letter from Edward. I felt such happiness that I actually hugged the letter to my chest once I finished reading it. Alice stared at me questions in her eyes and I just smiled at her. He had written me a letter.
My Dearest Bella,
I enjoyed seeing you the other day. Despite everything you don't look unwell; I must admit that I was afraid to see you. Maybe you would not look like my Bella anymore. You still look like my Bella. I do not care that they shave your hair – to me you will always be beautiful. I realize it is wrong of me to write so intimately to you. I am a married man after all. Then again my wife would not approve of me writing to you and she would certainly not approve of me visiting you. I intend though to come again but I will tell her that it's best that she let you be. I hope she will listen to me.
I hope I don't cause you more pain by visiting you. I am afraid that I simply cannot stay away from you, Bella. Oh how I wish things was different.
Edward
He had called me his Bella and I truly was. I had always been his. I would always be his Bella. I wanted no other. The fact that he was to visit me again filled my heart with joy. Oh how I long to see him again! I want to tell him that he will always have my heart but I can't. You don't tell a married man such thing.
I wonder… do you introduce yourself when writing in a diary? Maybe someone will read this one day. Maybe I should tell you a little about myself?
Here I go. My name is Isabella Marie Swan and I am eighteen years old. I came to this institute when I was seventeen but I know that my birthday has passed because I was almost eighteen when I was committed. One might wonder how I ended up here. I am sorry for that is not something I wish to tell at the moment. I wish to forget the pain. Seeing and hearing from Edward brings the pain back put it is worth it because I love him so. Anyways I was born 1918 on June 22nd and I had a happy childhood until something made me grow up way too fast and I no longer had a family. I became an orphan and then later on I met Edward. I wish to not speak of that. For a brief moment however my last name was Cullen and to me it always will be. I am no longer a Swan.
So I guess that is it for now. I am now going to sleep and hope that those nightmares will stay away. Please just for one night.
My Dearest Bella,
I am sorry that it has been so long. I do hope I can visit you soon though. You see I had to leave town for awhile and I was gone longer than I thought I would be. That is also why I haven't written to you until now. I do hope you are well.
I will see you soon.
Edward
A/N: I posted more then I orginally intended to; I just hope you like it.
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