We Only Part to Meet Again

By: PeachyKeen13

Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight :(

A/N: Well, I haven't done a Twilight fic in a while, so I thought I'd give one a shot:) I hope you like it! I know there's probably a million stories out there just like this, but I hope that mine is as original as possible:) And I'll try to update at least once a week, probably on Fridays or Saturdays, but who knows?(: Please review and tell me your thoughts!


Preface: Parting

Narrator POV

1918

Isabella Swan sat alone in her home in Chicago. She stared unseeingly at the fireplace. But no matter how warm her small living room was, she just could not get warm. Too many thoughts whirred around her, and she could not catch her breath. But one thought, one pressing sentence, stood amongst them all:

He's dead.

She still couldn't believe it. Just a day ago, Bella had been visited by one of the doctors at the hospital in which her Edward had been getting treatment. He'd had a horrid case of the Spanish Influenza. Bella had prayed every morning and every evening that her love would get well, but all of her prayers seemed to have gone unanswered as she opened the door.

"Who are you?" Bella had asked politely.

"Are you Miss Isabella Swan?" the older gentleman had asked in a gentle voice.

"Yes," Bella answered carefully. "May I help you?"

"I have been told to give you this," the man said, handing Bella a small envelope. Once it was in her grasp, the man bowed his head and murmured, "I'm sorry for your loss."

The man left without another word, and Bella began to hyperventilate. She slowly and shakily sat down on her couch, and tried to tear open the envelope five different times. But her hands were shaking too much, and hot tears were blinding her vision. When she finally saw the paper that had the fine handwriting of the hospital, the only words the saddened woman could make out were, "Regret to inform you...Spanish Influenza...Edward Masen...deceased at 10:24 pm...Sorry for...loss."

Bella - a young lady of seventeen years - screamed loudly. She crumpled the letter up and threw it in the fireplace. The tears were really coming now, and she found herself unable to breathe. She felt so angry and betrayed and hurt and she had no idea what to do. She pulled her hair with her hands before finally collapsing on the floor and crying uncontrollably. She had spent hours that way, crumpled on the floor in pain. When she finally pulled herself together, it was daybreak. She sat down on the chair in front of the still-burning fireplace, and that brought us to the present time.

"I will never love again." she murmured. (virtual Christmas Tree Cakes to anyone who can tell me what movie this line is from!)


Bella did not move from the chair for two days. When she could no longer take sitting still, she got up and walked right out the front door.

Bella lived right next to a forest, a beautiful place that she and Edward had spent much time in together, skimming rocks and lying in the cool grass. Bella could not take a single step through the woods without a memory hitting her. It wasn't really the memories that were making her cry so much, though. It was moreso the thought that there would never be anything else with her love to remember.

Bella had gone quite deep into the forest before she found herself wanting to go back. The only problem was, that she was lost. She didn't realize that she didn't know her way around the area that well; it had always been Edward's job to get them out of the woods.

"But if I'm ever not with you," Edward had said once. "Just continue walking in one direction. The forest is not that big; you would get out eventually.""

"Why on earth would I ever go in here without you?" Bella had inquired, taking her fiancee's hand in her own.

"I'm not saying that you are," Edward had disagreed lightly. "It's just a precaution."

Bella found that she could not remember Edward's voice. When she remembered him, he spoke in her voice, not his own. She was already losing him; he was already slipping right through her-

"Well...who do we have here?"

Bella stopped cold. There had been a voice from behind her. It was a beautiful, melodic voice, and Bella found herself wanting to turn around and discover the speaker. She knew that he would be handsome before she even saw him.

It was true. He was the most gorgeous man that Bella had ever seen, including Edward. He was quite pale, with long black hair. His skin was flawless, and he moved with a grace that Bella could have never acheived. Bella was so engrossed in the man's beauty, that she took no note of the man's glowing red eyes.

"I'm sorry," Bella croaked, her voice hoarse from having not been used for three days. "But who are you?"

"Samuel," the man said in a soothing tone. "And...who are you?"

"Isabella," Bella stated, trying to speak without crying. "Isabella Swan."

The man was suddenly right in front of Bella, and the latter clutched her heart in surprise. She couldn't even utter the words, "How did you get over here so fast?" before the man was sniffing her.

"Lovely..." he moaned. "Intoxicating. And quite beautiful, for a human. She'd make a lovely immortal..."

The words did not make sense to Bella, and so she did not move. She was frozen where she stood, a deadly predator in her midst.

"It would be a shame to waste you." Samuel said. "Oh, yes, a shame...but can I stop?"

Bella could not even ask him what he meant before he bit her. Her last thought before succumbing to the flames that were - in her eyes - the very things that were going to kill her, was, "I love you, Edward."


Okay, so I know it was short, but that was just the prologue! Chapters WILL BE LONGER! And next chapter, there will be Edward:) In Forks:) In Present Times:) Lots of fluff and LOOOVE! Please review!

~PeachyKeen13