Twilight (Fresh Waters)

Chapter 22

*ALICE'S POV*

I lay on the yellow beanbag in the corner of my large room, staring through the enormous window. No light seeps through it, as the ongoing night has overcome us. I run a hand through my short, black hair, trying to remember the last time this family was intact. Definitely before Rise was born. Maybe a year ago- that time in Bella and Edwards meadow, when Rose and I were laying in the sun, with Nessie beside us making daisy-chains. The sun was bright and hot then, tickling the edge of our noses with the delicate breeze that made the dainty flowers sway. Jaspers skin glittering halfway across the meadow, standing out amongst us all. His strawberry-blonde hair making a smile curl up my small pixie face. That's what everyone calls me- pixie. Not anymore. Now I have to take responsibility of the dark clouds above us, as there aren't enough of us left to cope. All of our main family members that have brought us all together are either gone or broken- Jake, Edward, Bella, Nessie. All that's left is me, Carlisle, Esme, Rose, Jasper, and Emmet. Although we're a large team, we aren't very strong. At all. We're all too quiet, too unable to take control. Normally Edward and Bella are the strong ones here, as they have been from the beginning. But now they're gone, we have to fend for ourselves. I have to take care of Edward with Carlisle. Rose and Esme look after Nessie. Jasper and Emmet hunt for us all, as we have no time left in our schedule to do it. I take a sip from the plastic cup by my side. The metallic taste sweeps over my neck, making me feel satisfied. Jacob and Nessie's wedding is in two days, as they think that the sooner it is, the faster Nessie will get out of her depression. I slump even further down, when I hear a loud scream. It's the deep voice of Edward, as if he is being touted. I spring up, and rush to him. The air of his room tastes of damp cinnamon. He's in the centre of the room, curled over, trembling, and rocking.

"Edward!" I shout, dropping down beside him. "Edward, you have to stop"

When he doesn't, I resort to just putting my hand on his shoulder, and talking to him in a sympathetic voice. He's been through hell, and his crying doesn't take that away from it.

"It's terrible" I begin. "That only a year ago we were all content"

He continues to scream and shout, I start to cry myself, but I continue to talk to him.

"Everything was alright. Everything was perfect" I sob.

Edward and I are a picture right now.

"And now- now everything's just gone!" I sob.

Edward begins to sob too, and in a second we both strongly embrace, sobbing.

"I'm sorry" He whispers, still crying.

"I know" I reply, sobbing.

No water appears from our eyes, but you don't have to see that to know we're broken. Although Edwards broken from his trance, nothing is better.

"I missed you" I say.

"I miss Bella" He says, bluntly.

We're silent. My best friend, Edwards Wife. I nod briefly.

"I do too" I choke.

I hug him again, and then make my way back to my room, falling onto ten floor and letting the sobs continue.