Previously…
He looked ahead at the centerpiece on the table. "I've watched over you ever since you were a child. I knew you had the potential to be a Caster, I just didn't know when. But when you turned 16, the coming of age for your powers to show, but they didn't, I gave up." He then looked at me, and I saw longing in his eyes. "I wish I could have saved your parents. But I was too late."
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My whole body froze as tears flooded my eyes.
"You were there? You saw them die? And you did nothing?!" I yelled, shaking my head.
He stood up and faced me tentatively. "Yes, but I couldn't save them. By the time Emmett and I reached your house, you were gone, and we did everything we could, but we were too late—"
"You bastard!" I cried, and my fists glowed a bright red as tears fell from my eyes. I ran to him, hitting his chest over and over. He flinched a few times, but soon the hits got harder, and put his arms up to defend himself from my swings. He dropped to the floor, his legs backing away from me in fear into the wall. "You could have saved them! They could have been here! You didn't help them, and now their souls are gone! They're gone! I hate you, I hate you…"
I fell to my knees and just let my pain, longing, and tears overwhelm me. My red hands stopped glowing, but a few bruises appeared from hitting Edward. I just sobbed and sobbed until I couldn't anymore.
Edward crawled over to me and pulled me into him and rocked me.
"It's okay, everything's ok. It'll be fine," he soothed uncomfortably smoothing my hair back.
But it would never be okay. Never.