On the Outside Looking In (Twilight Fanfiction) (Original)

Regret Our Mistakes & Learn From Them

DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN TWILIGHT OR ANY OF ITS CHARACTERS BESIDES WINNIE! I ALSO DO REFERENCE TO DIFFERENT TV SHOWS, BOOKS, MOVIES ETC. I DO NOT OWN ANY OF THOSE EITHER! SO PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE DO NOT SUE! I LIKE NOT BEING IN PRISON!

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It had been two weeks since I had left Forks and arrived in the city of Chicago, I had spent most of my time at the house going through old photographs and other memorabilia. I went out a couple of times to see how much Chicago had changed, and of course things were definitely different. I actually had to ask for directions countless times, and this was the city I grew up in!

I of course missed my family, it was extremely lonely going home to an empty house. I missed my Twisted Sister and how easily I could talk to her, I missed Jasper and his Southern ways, I missed Carlisle and Esme and their ability to say exactly what I needed to hear, I missed hearing Emmett call my Little Bit, and I even missed Rosalie being a complete bitch to everyone! But mostly I missed my brother, I missed listening to him play the piano, how he knew me inside and out, and I missed his hugs!

To my surprise every single one of them had tried to call me countless of times and sent me numerous text messages, mostly asking me to come home or asking if I was okay. I of course would reply to the messages that were asking if I were okay. But I would ignore everything else. Edward had tried to get a hold of me the most, he would call me once every hour and send me text messages almost nonstop. It was killing me but I just couldn't get the courage to answer the phone of text him back.

It wasn't that I didn't know what to say, it was that I knew that if I answered I would immediately break down, and it would make staying away even harder. So for the most part I would either turn my phone off or put it on silent.

On the first day of the third week of my isolation I was sitting in my father's study, I had spent a lot of time in this room the past few days. I wasn't sure why but I just felt drawn to it, like something was calling out to me. So I would spend basically my whole day in this room, looking through some of his old documents and letters, reading the books I never had a chance to when I was a human, or even just sitting in the room doing nothing. This morning I was sitting on one of the couches reading a book of poems by Emily Dickinson.

"You know you were always father's favorite. He rarely ever allowed me to come in here unless I was getting scolded."

I closed my book and looked up to see my brother standing in the doorway of the study.

I sat there stunned, I hadn't heard my brother come in and I hadn't caught his scent in the air.

"That's because you are a human right now Winnie." Edward stated having read my thoughts as he walked over and took a seat in the arm chair across from me.

I nodded and then looked around the old room, "Remember when I convinced you to try and smoke father's pipe?" I asked as I chuckled at the memory.

Edward chuckled as well and leaned back in the chair, "Yes, you kept telling me that I wasn't a man yet because I didn't smoke a pipe like he did. So I snuck in here and took a big puff and I ended up getting sick all over his desk."

At that I started to laugh, "Oh my god father was so angry I swear smoke was about to come out of his ears!"

Edward shook his head but smiled fondly at the memory, "I got into so much trouble and wasn't allowed to do anything fun for a week. And even though it was your fault father just scooped you up in his arms smiling proudly and called you a sly little girl for tricking your older brother."