Don't ask why, but I feel like keeping the original Author's Note, even though this has been edited...Eh. (I'm still working on editing quite a few other chapters, please bear with me, because I'm also trying to update new chapters too.)
That's it. Kate can't have coffee, sugar, or Twilight anymore.
:Kate: WHAT?! No fair!
Kate has a very odd imagination. The idea for this story came from the indifferent child of the earth's "Taking Back Bella". It's not the same story line. It actually came from a dream Kate had.
:Kate: Yay for dreams!
NOTE: Dominoes is currently on hold due to writer's block and Kate's stupidity.
:Kate: I feel SO loved…
Moving on. If you've read the Summary to this story, you'll see a quote from one of William Shakespeare's most infamous plays, Romeo and Juliet.
Also, there is a year that you shoulder be familiar with, 1918. As we all know, that is the year that Edward supposedly died in "Twilight". In this story, it's the same year that he 'dies', but he also left someone behind.
Yes, you read that right.
"I love you Edward."
"I love you too Bella." And that was the last time he ever saw her. He kept the pictures and the memories. The love he felt for her forever deeply imbedded in his heart stayed. As did the pain.
Back in 1918, Bella and Edward were a happy couple, best friends at the least. When he died, part of her died with him. They say after all these bad things happen, life goes on.
They were wrong.
"Hey Edward?" Alice soft voice broke the eerie silence around her. Her simple question was answered by a quizzical look from her brother Edward. She glanced back at the bookcase quickly, willing for him to answer her.
"Yes Alice?" Came his response, a few minutes after her initial question. Under her breath, Alice cursed the height she had been blessed with, and turned her attention back to the small library before her, mocking her.
"Anyways, what's this book? I've never seen it before." She stated, desperately reaching forward for a rather large and worn leather bound book, just inches out of her reach. Edward was immediately next to his sister, chuckling as he reached up onto the shelf, pulling down the dust covered book.
"You mean this?" Alice nodded at him, almost in a daze as she looked down upon the layer of dust. "What's in it Edward?" She nearly whispered to him, watching a bit of dust rise from her breath. Her brother's eyes darkened, matching his now cold and saddened look. He stiffened with a new guarded expression.
"It's a photo album." He murmured, looking down at his sister solemnly. "Do you want to see inside of it though?" Alice's eyebrows rose at this, almost skeptic at this.
"Are you sure Edward? If it's yours and you don't want me to, I won't look through it." She moved, attempting to hand it back to him. Alarm flashed across her face as he shook his head slightly.
"Alice, you can look through it whenever you want to. I don't know if I really want…" He trailed off, staring blankly out of the window. Hesitantly, Alice reached for the album again, wiping the dust away, gauging Edward's reaction.
Alice nodded numbly, slowing bringing it to her chest. Quietly she stepped toward the small sofa nearest her, sitting down. Edward sat down with her just as his sister was about to open it. She shot him a quick glancing, sighing as he nodded lightly. The rain outside was the only sound interrupting the silence engulfing the house.
Abruptly, there were three quick yet loud knocks on the door, hinted with impatience. Alice shared a quick worried glance with her brother as Esme hurried to open the door. Behind the white wood door stood a small pale girl, her jeans and sneakers wet and muddy. Her shoulder length hair stuck to her face, partially hiding her wide brown eyes, which were masked with fear. There was a dark mark on her soaking wet green t-shirt, signaling the cause of the smell of dried blood wafting through the house. The girl was panting as Esme ushered her into the house.
She stumbled through the doorway, nearly dropping the package she had in her hands. Her hands flexed around it as her gaze flew around the room, as if trying to locate a long lost friend.
"Carlisle!" Esme called out, her husband down the stairs in the next instant in apprehension The Cullens caught their breath at his display of speed, reproachful. Carlisle flinched a bit, noticing the small girl for the first time. The girl didn't seem fazed at all, as if she'd seen it before. She blinked, gathering the courage to speak.
"Are you alright?" Carlisle was immediately eye level with the mysterious girl, bending down to place a cold hand on her shoulder. His nose twitched as he smelt blood, looking her dead in the eye as he questioned her. "Have you been hurt?" He received an odd look from the girl, skepticism almost. She pulled away, hugging the damp box to her.
"I think I've seen you before…" Her voice was quiet yet soft. She snapped her head up at Esme with wide eyes as the woman shut the door. The soft pounding of the rain seemed to echo around them as the girl spoke again. "Is there a boy living here by the name of Edward Cullen?" Edward stood slowly, pushing away from Alice and his photo album. "Or should I say Edward Masen?"
He took a step back away from, shocked as the frail girl took another timid step into the house, closer to him still. Almost surprised at the fact that she was finally meeting this boy, she coughed, trying to get her wet hair out of her eyes. In that instant her eyes locked with his as she stared at him in shock, her gaze masked with a small tint of hatred.
See, originally this chapter was actually pretty bad and pretty short. But I went back and edited –you know, adding more, fixing stuff, things like that. Of course, I couldn't add too much more to it, otherwise I would have combined it with Ch. 2…(Now that I think about it, I might as well have.)
Yes, sadly, this chapter is still short.
Ch. 1: 'When You're Gone' by Avril Lavigne