A/N: I don't own Twilight. Stephanie Meyers does, I am just obsessed with them.
This is the first thing I've ever written.
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Chapter 2: Bella's Point of View
As I sit alone in our living room, waiting for my family to arrive, I ignore the constant ringing of the phone and notice the most mundane things. The living room clock was fifteen minutes fast, that was Edward's trick to try and get me to be on time. The light bulb was out in the ceiling fan. It was too high to reach so I was waiting for Edward to do it. I check caller ID every time the telephone rings and know that people are just concerned, but I can't speak right now. I can't even think about anything other than Edward and his beautiful green eyes and a smile that lights up my life.
Edward and I met in the second grade. My parents divorced when I was just a toddler; they probably never should have married. They are much better friends then they ever were as husband and wife. I lived with Renee until I was eight in Phoenix Arizona then moved back to Forks with Charlie after Mom remarried. Mom married Phil, who was a baseball player and they travelled a lot so I went to stay with my Dad.
It was my first day of class in a new school and I was trying to look so confident even though that was not how I was feeling. I remember getting my clothes ready the night before so I wouldn't be late and I wore my favorite outfit and had my lucky Arizona keychain in my pocket. Charlie brought me to the office on that first day to check in and there, sitting on the other side of the office was three children with their mother; two boys and a girl. The little boy that looked about my age, had the wildest looking copper colored hair and was pale just like me. He was sitting with his Mom and looked as nervous as I felt. When I looked over and smiled at him, he gave me the most beautiful smile. I instantly lost all my first day jitters and by the look of him, so did he. We moved next to each other and started talking as Charlie and Esme filled out all of the necessary paperwork. I made my first friend in Forks. We didn't know it at the time, but until he went to Africa, barely a day went by that we did not see or talk to each other.
Edward and I could never explain our connection to each other. It felt bigger than the two of us. We felt complete whenever we were together. Even though we looked nothing alike, people said we acted like twins. We were able to complete each other's sentences and always seemed to know what the other person wanted or needed. When I was older I did some research on Twin Souls. I learned that twin souls are the other half of our souls and we only have one match. Some of the characteristics of twin souls are; feeling an immediate and deep connection to one another, an immediate feeling that you knew each other before, the two have a strong urge to serve humanity in a meaningful way, the two are inseparable, there is an electrifying feeling between the two of you that words can't describe, there is a sacredness to the relationship and you experience a sense of completion that is without comparison. Twin souls also experience some form of telepathy and it can range anywhere from picking up the phone at the same time to knowing or hearing your twin's every thought and even sharing their dreams. This definitely explained some things to us.
I was an only child and was used to being alone and entertaining myself. Edward had a brother and a sister and was used to chaos and loud noises and crowds. The Cullen's quickly made me feel like part of the family. We all got along so well and even though Alice and Emmett were jealous at times they embraced me as one of their own from the start. I was dubbed the fourth little Cullen.
I never doubted Charlie's love for me but I think he was relieved and grateful for Esme's motherly influence.
The summer between Middle School and High School everything started changing. I would catch Edward looking at me differently. When our eyes would meet, we would just stare at each other and it seemed as if everyone else just disappeared. It was just us, two hearts beating together. We would smile at each other and it was then that we both knew our relationship was changing. This is the day both of us were secretly waiting for. We both had a crush on each other but were afraid that the feelings were not mutual. But that look, and that smile said it all. We were always able to communicate with each other without words and this was no different. We only had eyes for each other and we dated all through high school.
There were times when we were forced to be apart; like that time in 11th grade when I broke my leg falling on the ice. I was often described as accident prone and having two left feet growing up so falling on the ice came as no surprise to anyone. I was home from school for two weeks when I first noticed a strange telepathic phenomenon that Edward and I share. I never felt at true peace or harmony when I was away from Edward for a long period of time. I felt jittery. Then one day, I had such a bad feeling. I knew Edward was in trouble and I was frantic with worry. I could hear his voice inside my head. He was telling me he loved me and that everything was going to be all right. I could not shake this feeling and I tried first Edward's then Alice's cell phone and they both went directly to voice mail. As time passed with no word from Edward, I knew that he had been trying to connect me in my head. I could not explain it. It should have frightened me but it didn't. About 2 hours later Charlie came home from work and told me that Edward had been in a car accident. He was hurt pretty badly and was unconscious. He took me to the hospital to see him. I found out that the accident happened at the same time that I was getting the message in my head from Edward. I kept this to myself. I did not want anyone to think I was crazy. I knew that Edward would wake up and be okay. He told me so and I believed in him.
That was the first time that we communicated telepathically, but not the last. It continued to happen throughout our lives. That is why I am so frantic now. I do not know if he is alive somewhere in Africa. I can't feel him or hear him and I am terrified.
Just then, Renee and Phil show up at my door.
