Take What's Left Of Me (BoyxBoy) {Twilight Fanfiction} [On Hold Indefinitely] (editing)

Chapter 4

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Nyk's POV

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I kicked the football around in the forest by Edward's house. He was sat on a fallen tree just watching me. I dribbled the ball, using my reflexes to keep it in the air. Drake said I was cheating whenever I did this, I think he just needs to piss off.

I kicked the ball and it got stuck in a tree. I groaned and ran my hand through my black hair that was currently a curly mess. Yes, my hair is naturally curly. It looked like Ben Bruce's from Asking Alexandria.

(A/N OMG, you have to look up Ben Bruce! He's so adorable... I will marry him even though it like almost ten years older than me...)

I ran at a tree and kicked off the trunk, allowing it to propel me up into the air and towards the tree my football was stuck in. I grabbed onto the branch and hoisted myself over. I quickly balanced myself and slowly walked towards my ball. When I reached it, I kicked it out and watched it fall to the floor before I jumped down.

Wind rushed through my curls and I landed in someone's arms. I looked into Edward's golden eyes and smiled.

"Were your eyes always green" He asked, curiosity flashing through his eyes.

"No," I shook my head, "they were actually an ice blue like my mum had."

"Do you miss your mum?" He asked. I paused.

"Yes."

"Would you like to see her?"

"She thinks I'm dead. I kind of want to keep it that way, she'll see the obvious differences in me, she'll see my eyes aren't the same colour. That I'm much skinnier than I was before and that I'm paler too," It was better off that she believed I was dead, I didn't want her to know that I was frozen at fifteen and that I'll never age again.

Although I miss her like mad I can't see her. She was my mum, why wouldn't I miss her? I wasn't one of those temper mental spoilt teens who's ungrateful for all the things that their mum offered for them. I was, and still am, respectful and grateful of my mum. I mean, without her I wouldn't be here. I wouldn't have been born.

My mum was the only woman in my life that I truly cared about. There wasn't a girl or woman out there who could take my attention away from my mum, to get me to turn my back on her. There isn't a day that goes by that I haven't thought of going and seeing her. I could only imagine the pain she's been going through through the last year.

My mum was a well respected lady. She aged well, she's beautiful. Like any other mother should be. Like any other woman should be. She was always happy. She'd never walk out of our house without a genuine smile on her face.

She could easily put a smile on anybody's face, she could easily make them smile. My mum lived to please people with happiness. She'd stress whenever she couldn't bring a smile onto someone's face.

My mum was a lovely lady. She's kind hearted and it pains me to know that she is most likely grieving over my disappearance.

I send her money every month. Drake doesn't have a problem with it considering he seems to have an unlimited supply of money. I send my mum money every month from an address that she can't send anything back to.

When I human, we didn't have much money. Mum worked two jobs. She'd come home for three hours, help me with my homework, make me food, rest, and then leave to go to her next job. I was already almost done with school and I had the thought of leaving school just to help out, but she'd never allow it. She said it was best that I get my education so I could go onto university, get a good job and have a nice house.