A/N Thank you so much for all the reviews (huggles) really appreciate them all. Ooooh it seems many of you are unhappy with the way the story has gone, well I have re-written this chapter twice, can't face any more re-writes. Anyway hope you enjoy Bella's explanation of the last six months. Disclaimer... I do not own Twilight or any of its characters, S Meyer does. This story is in no way an attempt at copyright infringement.

Chapter Seventeen. Hold on.

Bella's POV

I didn't look at the sign posts as they flashed passed the window, I just looked at the view, I didn't want to know where I was going. If I thought about where I was, Alice and her uncanny way of knowing what I was thinking would see. I knew I was being ridiculous, but I was still too upset and confused to think properly. I slept on and off, the seat was not comfortable and I ached for the comfort of warm arms wrapped around me, protecting me. I ate when we stopped to refuel but I did it automatically not because I wanted to. After what felt like several days I woke when the bus stopped again and looked at where I was, the view was breathtaking, I'd never seen anything like it. The bright sun reflected off the gorgeous blue of the ocean and the side walk had palm trees along it, I didn't think about it I just acted and I got off the bus. I had no idea where I was but that was not my concern, I guessed I was somewhere in California due to the heat, but as I'd never been out of Washington it was somewhat exciting and frightening at the same time. I had to focus, I had to take care of myself and my baby and I couldn't afford to think about the past, or what I had left behind, it was too painful. I had something important I needed to do, I needed to change my appearance.

I found a small side street salon and they cut off my hair, I think I was born with more hair. I'd never had short hair in my life and I was not who I saw in the mirror. I looked like a brunette Pink, that thought was instrumental when I decided to bleach my hair, it didn't go blond though it was almost orange, but I wasn't averse to being a red head, even if my favourite red head was too painful to think about.

The first two days here were a nightmare, I got a black eye trying to protect my clothes and my ipod and ended up losing them in the fight anyway. I had no chance against five of them, I was too busy protecting my abdomen to care after the first hit. I still had a little money left, but not much and I had the clothes on my back. I managed to shower on the beach, but I really needed a change of clothes. Sleeping was a problem, just getting a few hours before moving on somewhere else, I was tired and sick and lonely. I found a little park and sat on a bench next to a fountain, I closed my eyes and rested for a while.

I thought over what had bought me to this place, I couldn't believe that Edward ran like that, why would he do that? Being scared was one thing but why didn't he come to me? We were supposed to have no secrets, I trusted him and he ran from me. I felt a tear in my eye and wiped it away before it could fall, his running away was basically him telling me that he didn't want me. I wasn't good enough for him, I knew that, hadn't I told him that when I first found out who he was? And what about Jazz and Rose? They had always been with me for everything I'd ever been through. I knew they loved me and they were only doing what they thought was best for me, but they had no right to say those things to me. No matter how justified they thought they were they had no right, but was I right to run from them? I didn't know, all I could think about at the time was protecting the one thing they all seemed to be opposed to. I needed to stop, I had to not think about any of them or what had happened. Because of the thoughts running through my head I didn't really notice someone sat next to me until the music they were playing began to register in my brain, I recognised the tune and as it resonated with the way I was feeling I unthinkingly started to sing the words.

Hold up, hold on
Don't be scared,
You'll never change what's been and gone
May your smile shine on
Don't be scared,
Your destiny may keep you warm

'Cause all of the stars have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them some day
Take what you need
And be on your way
And stop crying your heart out

I looked shyly at the person next to me as she played her keyboard, she smiled and nodded at me in encouragement. So I carried on singing and she backed me up, singing the extra vocals, she was about my age, pretty with her long dark brown hair tied back in a low ponytail and she wore expensive looking clothes.

Get up
(Get Up)
Come On
(Come On)
Why you scared?
(I'm not scared)
You'll never change what's been and gone

'Cause all of the stars have faded away
Just try not to worry,
You'll see them some day
Take what you need,
And be on your way,
And stop crying your heart out.

(Leona Lewis)

After the girl played the last note she lifted her hand and wiped away the tears that had fallen down my face as I sang. She smiled sweetly for a second then a mischievous grin spread across her face and she began to play another tune, she looked up at me expectantly. I had to smile back at her enthusiasm before I started to sing again. It was Journey's 'don't stop believing' and the girl bumped against me to get me to sway with her to the music, she tossed her cap onto the floor and I stared as people started to drop money into it. By the end of the song people were dancing and singing along with me, it was like a scene from that weird programme that Ali... someone used to watch, glee I think it was called.

"Wow you're really good." I told the girl.

"Thanks, you have a great voice, looks like lunch is on you." She said laughing at the amount of money that was in her cap, there was easily $300. "Hungry?" She asked, I nodded, biting my lip, "Come on then." She said standing up putting the strap of her keyboard over her shoulder and holding her hand out to me. I was hesitant, I really shouldn't trust anyone, "Come on." She encouraged and I didn't have much to lose, well maybe the $25 in my sock, but that was all, so I put my hand in hers.

She chatted away telling me that her name was Angela and she was from Chicago and she was a runaway, this shocked me, she was obviously doing alright for herself if that was true. I looked at her quizzically, causing her to laugh, we didn't go far and as she still had my hand in hers she tried to pull me into a bar, I stopped and stared, worried.

"I can't go in there, I'm too young for a start." I stated simply.

"So am I silly, its where I live." She said, "come on, I want you to meet Kate and Garret, they look after me, Marcus, and Caius." She said pulling me in the door.

"Kate." Angela called as she ran up to the bar, I want you to meet... um." She said gesturing to me as she released my hand.

"Hello there." Kate said, she was tall, with shoulder length blond hair and she was very pretty.

"Marie..." I said choosing my rarely used middle name, but I needed a surname, "um... Edwards." I said without much thought.

"Hello, Marie," she said smiling.

"Hi." I replied shyly.

"You should hear her voice, Kate." Angela said enthusiastically. "She sang along with me in the park and look," she said pulling the money from her pocket. "She was amazing, can she stay here? I don't think she has anywhere else." She went on, I bit my lip nervously, was it that obvious that I was homeless?

"Do you have anywhere to go?" Kate asked and I bit harder into my lip, really nervous of how she would react, I slowly shook my head. "How long since your last meal?" She asked, shooing us into a large kitchen.

"Um... yesterday?" I asked rather than said.

"A proper home cooked meal?" She asked.

"Oh, not sure, about a week, I think." I admitted shyly.

Minutes later I was sat at a table next to Angela with a large chunk of freshly made bread and a bowl full of lamb casserole, it was the best thing I had ever tasted.

"So you can sing?" Kate asked, she seemed so nice, her warm friendly demeanour making it easy to feel at ease in her company.

"Not really, just in the shower." I admitted.

She laughed, "well maybe you and Angela can sing something for me? I'd love to hear you." She said smiling, I felt so bad about saying 'no I'd be too embarrassed' especially after her kind hospitality. So I nodded in agreement and inwardly hoped I could do it again without throwing up.

Once taken back through to the bar, Angela introduced me to the band practising on stage which included two guys around Angela's and my own age. They turned out to be Marcus and Caius, they both greeted me enthusiastically. I was introduced to Kate's husband Garret, he was handsome and tall with dirty blond hair and a friendly smile. Standing next to the piano where Angela sat, I fidgeted nervously with the zip on my hoodie.

"You'll do great." She said, Kate loves Whitney Houston so anything by her would be great." She said.

I thought quickly to what songs I knew and remembered my Mom singing 'I have nothing.'

"I have nothing?" I enquired, and she nodded and started to play.

She could see how nervous I was, "Just keep your eyes on me and you'll be fine." Angela encouraged.

I sang the song with as much feeling as I could without absorbing what I was singing. I was so grateful when I finished that I let out a massive sigh at the end, my chin quivering as I wiped away some escaping tears. I looked up at Angela who was beaming and clapping, she pointed behind me and I turned slowly to see about ten people standing clapping behind me, of course I flushed bright red and turned back to Angela quickly.

"So what do you think?" Angela asked Kate when she walked over to us with Garret.

"Well anyone who can belt out an impromptu Whitney with perfect pitch like that has my vote." Garret said.

"Well Marie, how would you like a job here at the club as singer for the band?" Kate asked.

"A job?" I asked shocked.

She smiled, "This is how things work around here, you sing with the band of an evening, wait on tables in between and we supply you with bed and board, so what do you say? You'll have to share a room with Angela, oh and any tips you get are your own." She said as I stood there like an idiot with my mouth open hardly able to believe my luck, "well?" she asked, I just nodded dumb founded. Angela squealed and came to give me a hug, as Marcus and Caius welcomed me to their family.

The next thing I knew Angela dragged me out of K & G's restaurant and bar with the $338 we had made earlier and I found myself in a clothes shop dressing room, whilst I listened to Caius's ipod that he had put all of Whitney's greatest hits on for me to memorize.

"I think the black one suits you best." Angela said, then she ran off to find me some strappy heels to go with the dress.

"Angela, the dress and the shoes come to almost $300." I complained, but she shrugged and grabbed hold of my hand and we went to get some new underwear.

"We'll come back again tomorrow, when you get your tips for tonight." She said confidently.

"You sound very sure of that." I remarked.

"Marie, I have been playing at K & G's for almost a year and I am paying my way through school now," she said. "With the added bonus of your voice I bet all our tips go up, I bet the word spreads quickly and by the end of next week we will be packed out every night. That $300 we got this morning will be mere pocket change to what we'll be earning every night." She said completely sure of herself.

"I wish I had your confidence." I almost muttered to myself, causing her to laugh at me.

"Marie, with your voice and my mad skills on the piano, we'll be on Broadway by the end of the year." She gushed.

"Thanks, but I think the bar is much, much more than I can handle right now." I said, making her laugh harder.

"Why did you come here if you didn't want to become a star?" She asked. I blushed and admitted that I actually had no idea where I was. Then she started to push me for details of where I came from and I just clammed up, not wanting to think about it let alone tell someone else. "Okay, okay, I don't need to know if you don't want me to, just remember that we are family now and I'm always here if you want someone to talk to, okay?" She said, I nodded and gave her a weak smile which she returned a lot more genuinely than I had.

Once we were back at the bar, Angela took me up to her, now our bedroom, it was a good sized room with its own bathroom and two single beds. Then she showed me around the rest of the house, bar and restaurant, introducing me to other staff as she went, explaining the job and how things worked. It all seemed straight forward and before I knew it, it was time to get ready, Kate came to the bedroom to see how I was doing and took my clothes to wash, fortunately Angela was my size and had given me some extra clothes to wear until I could afford to get some of my own.

"You look amazing in that dress, Marie." Angela said, her eyes scanning intently over my body.

"Thanks, you look good too." I said, she was wearing a tailored pant suit in black with a pink blouse.

Angela and I joined the band on the small stage area and practised a few songs, before the restaurant started to get busy and we went off to wait tables for a while. By nine I was exhausted so the chance to go on stage and sit down on a barstool at the microphone was a relief so I could get off my feet. I put everything into singing and by ten I was almost dead where I sat, with hardly any voice left, but the upside was I had made almost $500 in tips, I couldn't believe it, the people around here had money to throw away like this, it was crazy, I would only spend half, I wanted to put half of it away safe for things for my baby when the time came, I wanted to save as much as possible whilst my luck held.

That night the last song I had sung was 'Homeless,' by Leona Lewis and as I climbed into bed the words to the song filled my head and reminded me that Edward didn't love me any more.

But you don't love me any more
You don't want me any more
There's a sign on your door
No vacancy, just emptiness
Without your love
I'm homeless

In this cold
I'm walking aimless
Feeling helpless
Without a shelter from the storm

In my heart
I miss you so much
I'm missing your touch
And the bed that used to be so warm

I did try not to think about him, it was just so torturing, it tore a hole through my insides to think about him. But I did slip, often, I was only human after all, I'd forbidden myself to remember but I was terrified to forget him, that alone was a agonizing path to tread. I was trying to convince myself that I had come here straight after Mom and Dad had died and no time had passed in between. I hadn't even realized I was crying until I heard a soft voice behind me.

"Marie?" Angela called, "Are you okay?" She asked, but I was too choked up to answer her, I tried to muffle my sobs in my pillow.

I felt the bed move behind me and she climbed in behind me and wrapped her arms around me, but they were not the arms that I craved. It was almost too painful to tolerate someone else holding me this way. She squeezed me tightly and shushed me, telling me that things would work out and I was safe and loved. All these things just made me miss the owner of my heart all the more.

~F~

The following Monday morning I was in the grocery store helping Kate get the groceries for the house. Whilst she was busy with vegetables, I went to look at the vitamin supplements.

"What have you got there?" Kate's voice asked from behind me, almost causing me to drop them in surprise, I tried to put them back quickly but she picked it up to look at it. "Folic acid, why would you need folic ac... oh no?" She said with a gasp. "Marie is that why you ran away from home... because you're pregnant?" She asked almost in a whisper, I automatically put up my defensive shield, here it comes again, the end of my luck I thought to myself as my body went rigid. She placed her hands on either side of my face. "Marie? Sweetie? Its okay, I'm not mad at you, I'm just sad that this happened to you, come on." She said placing the pot of vitamins back on the shelf. We finished with the groceries and went back home, the house was still empty. I finished unpacking and putting away the food as Kate made us both lunch, then she picked up the phone.

"Hello, this is Mrs Katherine Carpenter I'd like to book an appointment with the doctor... for my foster daughter Marie Edwards, yes I registered her with you last week... yes... thank you." She said. "We have an appointment tomorrow morning at ten," she said simply, "now eat up."

~F~

The doctors appointment wasn't too bad, I was given the best kind of vitamin supplements and lots of things to read, with help and advice on teen pregnancies. Kate was wonderful, asking all sorts of questions that I wouldn't have had the nerve to ask. I was so grateful to her that when we got back to her car instead of getting in I just stood and hugged her tightly, trying my best to convey my gratitude.

"You're welcome Sweetie." She said, hugging me back. "If its okay with you, can tell the others when they get home?" Kate asked as she drove us home, I looked at her suddenly worried. "Don't panic, Marie please, its just so that they'll know to not expect you to do any lifting or anything. No one will judge you, we all have a past and not one of us has a right to judge anyone else. I just want them all to know to take it easy on you, you're only nine weeks and you must have already had a lot of stress to bear, I want to make this as easy on you as possible. Like only collecting glasses and not platters or plates, they can be a little heavy, just things like that... okay?" She said, I smiled warmly at her concern and nodded.

~F~

It became a routine to take a walk along the beach each morning, whilst everyone helped with the deliveries at the restaurant. I revelled in the loneliness, I never had any alone time anymore, I had my new ipod with me and Caius had loaded lots of songs on it for me. I needed to learn the words to some more Leona Lewis songs. I had one of my plugs in, the other hanging loose as I listened to the song 'Footprints in the sand.' Then I realised I was following some footprints and I could almost hear the words 'I promise I'm always there.' Whispered on the breeze almost as if Edwards velvet voice had whispered it himself. Since that had happened I had been back to the beach everyday in the hope of hearing his voice, it made me feel a little closer to him. A closeness that I was sure I would never get to have again.

~F~

After a few weeks everything settled down as I fitted into the routine at the bar, as I wasn't in school like the others I helped out with the lunch time crowd. Soon I had collected more money than I knew what to do with, I kept it hidden safely in my room. As the weeks turned into months I thought, or at least hoped that the pain in my chest from the loss of having Edward in my life would get less as time went on, but I was wrong. The pain grew stronger if anything and became harder and harder to bear. It was as if it grew with my belly, the bigger my baby got, the stronger the pain was. I wished with all of my heart that I could be with Edward, but he didn't want me... us. I wrapped my arms around my bump and felt Angela crawl into my bed as she often did. She wrapped her arms around me as I cried myself to sleep once more.

The following morning I woke slowly and I felt Angela's arms still wrapped around me, then I felt her kiss the top of my head. "Morning sleepy, you slept a lot better last night, must be my calming influence." She said with a giggle, not really it just made me miss the arms I longed for even more, I thought to myself. "Marie, can I come into the shower with you?" Angela asked as I got out of bed, I turned and gaped at her in surprise.

"Um... why?" I asked not hiding my shock, but biting back my almost disgust at the idea.

"So I can wash your hair, I love your hair and I'd like to wash it for you." She said sweetly,

"Um... but I'm usually naked in the shower." I said pointing out the obvious, only one person was allowed to see me naked, but even he didn't want me anymore.

"I don't mind, besides we're both girls, what does it matter?" She asked "We sleep in the same bed most nights." She said as if that made it okay and then she reached for me and stroked down my cheek with the back of her fingers. Not in a threatening or even friendly way, the look on her face was... what was that? It looked like, oh crap it was love, holy hell have no fury, what was I going to do now?

"Not right now, I need to get ready so I can help Kate and you need to get ready for school." I said hurrying into the bathroom then shutting and locking the door behind me, I took more time than usual in the hope that Angela would have gone to use the other bathroom down the hall, but no such luck. As I emerged she was still lying in my bed, I bit back my groan and went to sit on the edge of my bed to towel dry my hair.

"Here, let me do that." She said, taking the towel from me and started to gently rub my now shoulder length hair, she swept my hair up away from my neck and I felt her lean in and holy fucking hell were those her lips I just felt on my neck? "Marie, you know I love you, right?" She said before licking her way up my neck to my ear.

I was sat frozen, terrified to move, then I heard Kate in the doorway I jumped guiltily and fell clean off the bed with a thud. Kate came over to help me up as Angela ran with bright red cheeks into the bathroom and locked the door behind her. "What was all that about?" Kate asked.

"If I ever work that out I will let you know." I replied honestly.

She chuckled, "Don't forget, you need to drink plenty of water for your sonogram today." she reminded me, "Breakfast is ready when you are." She added before picking up our laundry basket and leaving me still red faced and dumb struck on the side of my bed.

~F~

I got myself one of those PO boxes and before I could think much on what I was doing, I sent the lasted sonogram CD I had to my former address in Washington. I just put the date and a return address to my PO box in case they no longer lived there, or they didn't want to know, I addressed it to Esme and Edward. Once it was posted I left and I told myself not to go back and see if it had been returned to sender for at least two weeks. It was difficult as I walked passed the building everyday on my way to the beach and it was one of the few places that was open at that time in the morning.

Two weeks to the day I was unable to walk passed on my way to the beach so I pulled my key from the chain around my neck and opened the door on the box extremely slowly, there was not a letter inside but a bag full of letters, I opened it to see about twenty letters inside. I took out the bag and made my way down to the beach, I sifted through the letters and found there was at least one from each member of my family, the rest were from Edward. I checked the dates and found the one that he sent first. I pulled it out of the bag and rolled the bag over to concentrate on the letter in my hand, my hands were literally shaking, so much so I could hardly see the writing. I put the bag under my arm and clutching the letter in my hand like my life depended on it. I set off down the beach on my usual morning walk, I was scared and wasn't sure if I wanted to have him confirm his dislike of me. I could feel the tears on my face at the thought and I berated myself for being so stupid for sending the CD in the first place let alone leaving them with a way to contact me.

After what felt like miles I finally had calmed enough to open the envelope, but I was almost hyperventilating by the time I pulled out the letter and through tear filled eyes I began to read.

Oh Bella I have written and re written this letter so many times, but nothing I can say can convey just how much I love and miss you, I am just not a whole person without you here. I want to thank you for the CD of our baby it is the most wonderful thing I have seen and I need you to know that I ache to have you both in my arms again. I know it has been a long time and I understand why what Jazz and Rose said hurt you and scared you. But please believe me when I say that we all want you both home where you both belong. Please come back to me baby, I need you, I have and always will love you more than my own life.

My life has no meaning without you, if you don't love me I will be willing to accept that but I just need to have you in my life even if it is as a brother. I will take whatever I can get, I have never been good with words but I know that you are eternal love for me. I love everything about you and I would not change a thing about you. You are utter perfection just the way you are. Please write to me and let me know that you are both okay.

Love you more than life. XXX Be safe.

Always, Your Edward.

I had to hold the letter away from me as I read his words over and over again, my tears soaking through the paper. He still loves me? And he wants me back? If only that were possible, but too much time has passed and he ran from me. The rest of the family can't possibly agree to that? I had been sure that they must hate me by now, especially Edward, could this be real? I slipped the letter into the pocket of my jeans, I was almost eight months pregnant now and my new elasticated waist jeans did nothing to hide my baby bump. I didn't walk nearly as far as I once had, mostly due to the fact that I couldn't be that far from the bathroom, what with someone bouncing on my bladder all the time. I felt a swift kick to my sternum and placed my hand over my bump and I swear I heard the words 'I'm always there,' whispering on the wind. Sure enough I looked down to see I was once again following footprints in the sand. I was so busy thinking about Edward that I was home before I realised it.

"Marie?" Kate called when she saw me pass the door, I looked up at her and saw the horrified expression on her face, "Sweetie, what's wrong?" She asked after taking in my tear streaked face.

"I'm fine, Kate, it's just my hormones getting the best of me." I said dismissively as I continued towards the stairs.

"What's in the bag?" She enquired seeing the bag of letters under my arm.

"Um... Letters." I said sheepishly.

"From?" She pushed.

"My family." I almost whispered, the look of surprise on her face was almost comical. "I sent them the CD of my sonogram... I don't even know why I did it, but I gave them a PO box address to return it to and they have sent me some letters, so... I'm going upstairs to read them." I said quietly.

"Oh... oh... okay, well if you need me I'll be in the kitchen getting ready for lunch time." She said giving me her trademark soft smile. I nodded and went up to my room, grateful that Angela was at school. I loved her like a sister, but I had to be honest, since she had come clean about her feelings for me, she made me feel a little uncomfortable. I think it might have been her feelings towards me that were the catalyst in me sending the CD to the Cullen's but I couldn't be sure. I think I was hoping they wanted me back, just so I had a way out of not reciprocating Angela's feeling without hurting her. It may well have been the catalyst, but deep down I was just looking for an excuse to find out what the Cullen's all thought of me now, I missed them all more than ever.

One by one I read through everyone's letters and I was completely taken aback by the complete love and devotion they had for me. Even after everything, they were all concerned about Edward and how he wasn't coping without me. How broken up he still is over me leaving, but still they all wanted me back and were all remorseful of whatever role they played in my decision to leave. The hardest to take was the letter from Jasper.

Isabella.

I was so happy when Edward informed me of the CD that you had sent him, that you sent us a life line, a way to contact you. I have been going out of my mind with worry over you and can not clearly say how sorry I am for what I said and did back at the hospital. I thought it would mean the end of all your hopes and dreams. You always deserved all of your hopes and dreams much more than anyone else. I really can not express how much pain I feel with remorse at my actions, I am so very, very sorry. I hope that you can believe that and that I would never do anything to harm you or your baby, mentally, or physically. I love you baby sis, always have, always will and I hope that one day you can forgive me. But please, please, I am begging you with all of my heart, please come home. You mean the world to us Bells, we are not a family without you, you are what makes us... us. We all love you and miss you more than you could know, please find your way home to us.

More sorry than you could imagine, forever your loving big brother Jasper.

My tears just continued from one letter to the next, all the love and pain I had caused and still they wanted me back. Was it really real? Or was this all one of the dreams I had of being safe and happy with the family I loved so much? But even if it was, Edward and I could never get back what we had, we could never get married. Not now that Jasper and Rose were married to his brother and sister, my heart sank as the realization of that sank in. It hit me right in the heart like a sledge hammer, we could never be the family I had once dreamt of, but still I tortured myself by reading Edwards letters, he had sent one everyday, the last one was sent just yesterday.

My Bella.

I need to know exactly why you ran, so that if I am ever lucky enough to have you back in my life, I need to know that I never make that mistake ever again. I need to have you in my life, please, Bella, please write to me. I would do anything just to hear from you, I need a reason to carry on, Sweetheart, I'm begging you, you have my heart and my soul, please baby let me know you are okay. Eternally your Edward. XXX.

I cried even more at the pain he was in and I immediately got out my writing set that I had bought when I opened the PO box and I wrote back to Edward. I explained exactly why I had left and how much it hurt me when he ran from me. Even more painfully telling him to get on with his life because now that we were technically related through marriage it wasn't really possible for us to be together. But that I always have and always will love him as he owns my heart and soul. I wiped the fresh tears off the letter as best I could and took it straight out to mail it.

Two days later I had left the house early to avoid Angela, I had managed not to cry myself to sleep for the last few weeks in hope that it would keep her out of my bed. The last thing I wanted was to lead her on and I was also fearful of her reaction to my avoidance. I called into the PO to see if I had any mail, there was one long letter waiting for me from Edward. I waited until I was on the beach before I opened the envelope, Edward explained exactly what had happened in the hospital, that he had not run from me at all. How the others never got married because I wasn't there and almost everything that had happened since I left.

So again I am openly begging you to come back to me, be my wife, so that we can be a family and I can make up for everything, I want to spend the rest of my life showing you and our baby just how much I love you both.

Forever your Edward. XXX.

~F~

Later that evening after the bar had closed for the night, I dragged my sleepy ass up to bed with Angela. I only did performances at the weekend now, but it still took a lot out of me, I collapsed into my bed and was asleep before my head hit the pillow. I was awoken suddenly by Angela shaking me, it was dark out, no street lights I didn't understand her panic, as she yelled at me and ran to stand in the doorway.

"Marie, its an earthquake, hurry get in the doorway," Angela yelled at me, I turned over and grabbed my bag from my night stand, I felt the tremor shake the house. I set off running towards Angela, I reached for her outstretched hand just inches away as the ground disappeared beneath my feet and I was plunged into darkness.

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