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It hasn't been more than eight hours since he nearly walked in the sun and ended his life.

It hasn't been more than eight hours and the whole of his world has been rewritten again.



Even in the new clothes Alice bought him, leaving Italy for Forks, for their family, there is so much and so little actually taking place inside his head. As though the whole of his waking universe was fixated permanently and undeniably on the small, fragile girl curled up in his lap, willfully drinking caffeine to keep herself awake, staring at him, saying absolutely nothing. He'd nearly killed himself, and some far too large part of him, was, this moment here, willing still.

But these thoughts paused, hallowed and holy for her hands, when she was reaching up now and then to trace his face with her warm fingertips. Her brown eyes didn't always stay on him and he could remember, how beautiful they were, how silent, how frustrating it was not to know what she thought.

No, he knew what she thought. Especially when she wouldn't say anything.
They'd drug her into all of this again. Alice had. Rose had. He had.

He was beyond any ability to stop himself from touching her.
Her cheeks, her hands, her hair, to holding her close.
Even her scent, overpowering, couldn't touch him.


It would all end sooner or later in Forks.
The world was not different.
Even if he was alive.
If she was.


The only person truly bearing any scope of happiness at all in their party was Alice, to his side. She would be reunited with Jasper, with their family, after too many uncertainties, the phone call where she hadn't been able to promise Jasper she could return to him when she'd left for Italy. She would return to Jasper and forget that she almost thought she never would.

But Edward -- glancing only barely toward his sister, without losing sight of Bella -- wouldn't.

Date: 2010-10-21 09:07 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (it hurts inside)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
Alice for her part, as happy as she was to be going home, to her family, to her husband, she did not look back at Edward.

There was an icy chill between them, as if all of the anger she'd felt and put aside for saving him had come back in one fell swoop.

And it had. He had put himself in danger, she had almost lost him. If it weren't for Bella (and she will not apologize for dragging the fragile human with her) then she'd be alone in this freakish world of hers in a way that only Edward would have been able to fill.

So yes. She's angry, to say the least.

Date: 2010-10-21 09:23 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (rest your weary head)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
"If they end up taking me, Jasper's going to kill you and I will let him." Alice says, her voice barely a whisper. She's staring at the closed window, her hands tight on her armrest.



i may never forgive you for leaving us. me.

Date: 2010-10-21 09:37 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (it hurts inside)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
If Alice could cry, she'd be doing it right now. Her shoulders shake in that way that Edward knows by now and her fingers curl into her hair to tug as if she were a child not getting her way.

you are such an insensitive bastard, edward.


"You could have prevented all of this. You tore us apart. Carlisle and I had a huge fight. He--"

may never forgive me is thought, loudly, and painfully. She said things she shouldn't have. She went too far. But Edward drove them to that point.

Date: 2010-10-23 06:26 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (clever fingers turn the pages)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
She wanted to hate Edward so badly, but it was impossible. As much as Carlisle would always forgive his children, they would always forgive each other.




Alice leaned her head against the wall of the airplane, letting the vibrations reverberate into her. In a normal whisper, she murmured, "I'm glad you're alive."

Date: 2010-11-10 02:37 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (left breathless)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
She knew him like the back of her hand sometimes. And could tell what he was thinking without his gift.

All of this would have been avoided if he'd stayed with her. Either of the hers in this situation.

She idly gave him a rude hand gesture for good measure. "Don't lose Bella in the hustle and bustle, please. I'd hate for all of this to be pointless."

Date: 2010-11-10 09:59 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (rest your weary head)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
"I think I know the future better than you, Edward."

Date: 2010-11-10 10:05 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (left breathless)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
"We'll be okay again, you and I. You and everyone. It'll work out."

It's not now. But she doesn't want now. She wants to still be annoyed. She's more worried about Carlisle (oh God the things she said to him).

Date: 2010-11-10 10:15 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (left breathless)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
She doesn't look back at him for a long, long moment. Then, she glances up at him, her gold eyes softening.

Her hand reaches over for his free one and she squeezes.

Date: 2010-11-10 10:25 pm (UTC)
betagainstme: (it hurts inside)
From: [personal profile] betagainstme
Her fingers tightened around his and when Bella's looked away, Alice leaned forward and pressed her lips against Edward's cheek, forgiving the awkward angle.

She loved him. So much. He was worth all she did. Her very best friend.

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