Edward and Bella were in love and together when they were human, until Edward catches the Spanish influenza. 93 years later, Bella (yes she's a vamp) moves to Forks, still heartbroken over losing her only love but hopeful that they will meet again, what happens when she sees a certain bronze haired, golden eyed vampire? Could it be true? Could he really be her Edward from all those years ago? A sweet story about two people discovering that true love cannot be broken or twisted over time, and falling in love all over again.
Hey guys I'm back! This isn't the sequel to keeping secrets because I'm still planning that and drafting chapters and stuff, but this is a new story that I would love for you guys to check out. This is the first chapter, so read it and let me know what you think? I would really appreciate it. Thanks guys! (For those of you who are waiting for it, the sequel to keeping secrets will be up A.S.A.P. and will probably be called Charlie's revenge.)
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Ninety years. It had been nearly ninety years now since I lost her; my beautiful Isabella. I missed her so much, they say it gets easier with time but it doesn't. It only gets harder. Every day I miss her more than the day before.
I'm Edward Cullen (né Masen). I'm a 107 year old vampire who lives with my 'family' in Forks, Washington; one of the wettest towns in the USA I swear. It's a dull and dreary town most of the time, with only a handful of sunny days a season. My family and I prefer it this way though; it's easier to blend in when it's like that. I live with my 'parents' Carlisle and Esme Cullen, my 'brothers' Jasper Hale and Emmett Cullen, and my 'sisters' Rosalie Hale and Alice Cullen; none of us are actually related, and the whole town believes we're adopted apart from Rosalie and Jasper, who are 'twins.' *sighs* I don't know how much longer I can bear this life. Alice keeps promising me it will get better, that it will all become clearer soon, but she's been saying that for so long now that I'm starting to think its mere wishful thinking on her part and not an actual vision. Alice can see the future you see; some vampires have extra abilities and that's hers. I can read minds, a blessing and a curse, and Jasper can feel and influence emotions. Something that causes him to avoid me a lot of the time; not that I blame him.
I'm not really making any sense am I? Let me explain. Isabella Masen (née Swan) and I fell in love back when I was a human in 1917. Her parents were very rich where as my family merely lived comfortably. Her family wanted her to marry someone of high society and my family wasn't good enough. But Isabella didn't care; she loved me and wanted to get married. So we did. We married in secret out of town; no one knew except my parents who loved her almost as much as I did. We were planning to elope once I had managed to get enough money together from my job but unfortunately I came down with the Spanish influenza. I 'died' 2months after we got married. Once I awoke from the change and realised what had happened I was devastated yet elated at the same time. My poor Isabella thought I was dead; she would be distraught. I tried to go and find her; to tell her that everything would be okay and that we could still be together like we had always planned but Carlisle wouldn't let me. He said it was too dangerous. That I would kill her; I couldn't hurt her like that. So I left. I only planned to go away for a few years; to get my thirst under control and then come back to her. But when I came back she was no longer there and no one knew what had happened to her. There were rumours that she had gotten married and moved away. But she couldn't have. She loved me. She told me so herself. But then I had been gone a little longer than planned. I had left her all alone for 5 years. She must have moved on; or at least tried to. I tried to do the same; I'm still trying to.
Edward stop; you're only hurting yourself thinking like that. Don't look like that I know you were making yourself feel all guilty. Think of the happy times you had. It'll get better I promise. Just be patient a little longer. It was Alice. She always seemed to know when I was thinking about her. She was one of only 3 people that knew. Esme and Carlisle were the other two. I couldn't face telling anyone else; telling my parents was painful enough. I've never figured out how Alice knew though. No one told her she seemed to just know about her. It was the only thing that was keeping me hanging on. If no one told her and she somehow knew, she must have seen something right? I mean I guess it's not much of a stretch say Bella was turned too. I mean she disappeared seemingly without a trace, and no one's seen her since. God knows I tried looking. *sighs.* Enough. I've wallowed enough today. Alice is right. Think of the good times. And that's what I tried to do as my siblings and I made my way to school.
90 years. I cannot believe it has been so long now. I miss him every day. Sometimes I can still hear his voice, and expect him to come around the corner and wrap his arms around me like he used to. I am always left distraught and disappointed when I realise he's not here anymore.
Let me explain. I am Bella Swan, a 107year old vampire who has just moved to Forks, Washington. My real name is Isabella Masen, but only he calls me Isabella. So I went back to my maiden name. I'm still not making much sense am I? Edward Masen and I fell in love back in 1917 when I was human. He was so beautiful; with his perfect chiselled jaw and messy bronze hair and his gorgeous piercing green eyes. I could stare into them forever. He was perfect in every way: not only was he good looking he was such a sweet person; always looking after others, thinking of them before himself. He was perfect. Even his little bump from a broken nose was perfect. Needless to say I couldn't help but fall in love with him. But my father wouldn't have that. I wasn't allowed to be with someone of a lower social class than me. I didn't care about social classes, or wealth or any of that stuff. I just wanted Edward. I thought we would never be together but by some miracle he loved me too. We got married in secret in the next town over, and were going to move away together when he had saved up enough money, but he caught the Spanish influenza. It had been sweeping through Chicago, but I never thought it would get to any of us; especially my Edward. But he got sick, and then died. I couldn't believe when the doctor told me. He seemed genuinely sad that he couldn't bring him back to me. I didn't know what to do. What was I supposed to do now? My Edward was gone.
I cried for almost two weeks solid. I barely moved. I didn't sleep much, I didn't eat. What was the point when he was gone? I was walking in the woods near by trying to figure out what cruel person would take him away from me only a month after we had gotten married, when they came. Two vampires: a blonde and a red head came and attacked me. They bit my neck and tried to drain me. They must have thought I was dead when they eventually left. But I wasn't. I had hoped I would die. That way we could be together again. But then the burning started. Three days later I woke up, and somehow I knew I couldn't go back home. So I left. I've been wandering ever since, still trying to figure out why my Edward was taken from me.
Enough. No more wallowing today. I sighed. It was time for school.