Author: chyna76 PM
After Edward leaves Bella, he subjects himself to immense pain and anguish. He then attempts to find a distraction to his pain. New Moon from Edward's POV.Rated: Fiction T - English - Romance/Hurt/Comfort - Bella & Edward - Chapters: 33 - Words: 41,186 - Reviews: 23 - Favs: 15 - Follows: 13 - Updated: 01-29-13 - Published: 01-20-13 - id: 8927822
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A/N : Hi everyone. Here is my version of New Moon through Edward's eyes. Please bear with the story, as the first few chapters are, more or less, what you already know. And I shall apologise just now if any of the chapters are short. They just seem to be better ending where they do. Anyway, on with the story. Please review if you wish, and I hope you will enjoy!
Disclaimer : I do not own Twilight or any of the characters.
A feeling of complete and utter dejection came with the phone call, and it left me in no doubt of what to do now. I would go to them. My mind was set. If they wouldn't help, I would find a way. My reason for existing ceased to be, therefore, I would cease to be.
Fighting against the black, empty void, I waited for my answer. They sat in their long, black cloaks, regal-like, passing their judgement on me. They had come to their decision. They refused. Another way, then, and I had to think quickly. It came to me like a flash of light. I knew what had to be done.
The clock began to toll out the hour, and the sun beat down from the centre of the sky. All I could hope for now, was that it would be quick. And it was quick, for I could hear her soft voice, and smell her sweet, intoxicating scent.
And as the clock tolled out its last chime, it seemed like Heaven hadn't disregarded me after all.
"She is being absolutely absurd, Edward!" Alice screeched.
"I know, Alice, but it's what she wants."
"Ugh!" she moaned, throwing her hands in the air. "Bella doesn't know what she wants, Edward, so I'm doing it. Regardless," she said, turning her nose up a little, a ring of finality in her tone.
"It's your funeral," I chuckled. "So to speak."
It was a few days before Bella's eighteenth birthday, and I was under strict instructions that there were to be no celebrations. No party, no gifts, not even a birthday wish. She had me promise that the day would pass like any other. And Alice didn't like it. It was the perfect excuse for Alice to throw a party.
"Just one thing, Alice. Can you at least make it a quiet affair? Family only. Please?" I asked. I knew Alice would never give in, so I resigned myself to the fact that there would be a party. At least I could try and convince her to make it a small gathering.
"Oh, Edward! You are as bad as Bella!" she said, exasperated.
Rosalie passed by us then. "Arguing over … Bella … again?" She said Bella's name through her teeth. She still hadn't gotten over the fact that Bella was a part of our lives now, but at least the shouting and profanities had stopped. And she had started calling Bella by name instead of 'the human'.
"Rosalie, butt out!" Alice sneered.
"Alice, get a life!" Rosalie retorted as she went by.
"Okay, Edward. I'll do it. A family gathering," she agreed. "And a chance to annoy Rosalie by having it indoors." She grinned.
"Alice, you're terrible," I said, rolling my eyes.
"I know," she said, her grin getting wider. "That's why you love me so much." And she skipped away to organise her party.