Twilight: Our silent one (On Hold)

Chapter three

Her dress

Mute Pov

During the days Mrs Hale and Mr Cullen came too see me and Mrs bee, I noticed some strange things about them. They only come to see me on cloudy days and we're always inside. Their skin is cold, no matter how many layers of clothes they have on, and finally they have golden eyes, actually 4 out of the 8 family members I,'ve seen have gold eyes but I thought they were adopted.

Anyway on the 25th October 2004. Which is today I get adopted and it's my birthday.

Right now, I'm sitting in my window watching the younger kids play, waiting for my new parents. "Mute..their here" Mrs Bee says excitedly. smiling, I jump off the alcove and pick up my suitcase, while moving my satchel to rest on my bum, out of the way. Taking one last look around, I say goodbye in my head and walk to Mrs Bee. With my suitcase in hand. I can hear my new daddy's and mummy's voice already. "Hey squirt" he says. Dropping my suitcase, I run at him and jump into his arm. One cold arm wraps around my back, while the other rests under my bum so I can sit. I wrap my arms around his neck and bury my head into his neck, he chuckles at my antics. "Have you got everything" mum asks. I nod into dad's neck "I think that's a yes". I remove my self from dad's arms and walk over to Mrs Bee, giving her a gentle hug, while she strokes my hair. "Bye dear, you're always welcomed here" she said gently. I nod and give her a sad smile. I hate to leave her, and as if she could read my mind she said "now don't think that dear, I'll be fine...go on...don't forget to write" I nod again and walk back into dad's arms. He automatically picked me up, but held me with one arm under my bum and the other held my suitcase. I turned so I was facing him and wrapped my arms around his neck, peaking over his large shoulder.

We walked out of the orphanage and I see everyone waving and shouting goodbye, raising my arm I waved back at them. I felt tears build up and no matter how much I held them in they escaped, running down my cheeks.

Dad opened to boot to a black fancy car and placed my suitcase in and slammed it shut. He then walked around the side and opened the door. Holding the back of my head, he leant me back and moved me head first into the car, placing me into the one of the leather seats, then securing the seatbelt around me.

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Third Pov

Few hours before picking up mute

Rosalie was reading through mute's folder for the fifth time. it read.

Name - Unknown

Age of arrival - three

Parents - Unknown

Gender - Female

Day of arrival - 1st May 1999

Illness - speech-impaired

Allergies - None

Detail of arrival - found in a wet cardboard box, had no details or messages, no blanket. found outside the orphanage, sound asleep. she was wearing a dirty rag which was used as a nappy.

Other - mute is a quiet, caring child. she would do well in a calm and gentle environment. she does well with younger children and animals. at the age of five she became frustrated with not being able to speak, so we gave her a whiteboard to write and sketch pad to draw her feelings.

Rosalie was outraged by the way she was found. in no way was she gonna let this child suffer in anyway. both her and emmett had fallen in love with her, they would worry day and night and count the days till she would be in their arms. in a few minutes she would be with them.

They had to leave early on the morning to catch a flight to the orphanage, they had to move again to avoid suspicion.

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Mute Pov

I was looking out of the car window, watching the tree's go by. Until my eyes started to close, I tried to fight it, but my body had another idea. The car came to a stop and my door opened, I felt someone unbuckle me and carry me out of the car. I opened my eyes and lifted my head from his shoulder. "it's okay squirt, go back to sleep, I've got you" Dad said as he rubbed my back.

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Emmett Pov

I looked in the rear mirror to see a peaceful sleeping angel. Pieces of her long curly hair escaped the baby blue bow, which held up half of her hair. it matched the white dress with a baby blue band around her small waist, Alice also got her a blue satchel to match.

We stop outside the airport, and I opened the door to get mute, while Rosalie got her suitcase. mute...mute...it didn't sound like a name for a child. "rose do you think mute would like to change her first name as well" I asked. She looked at me at said "I was thinking the same thing, but what would we call her..Emma.....Amy....Amelia....how about that em". Amelia Cullen. "I like Amelia, now we just have to ask her when she wakes up". We boarded the plan, in first class. I placed Amelia in between me and Rose, she was still fast asleep. I chuckled, and as slowly as I could I removed her satchel and took out her sketchpad. Looking through her work, it was truly amazing, she had every detail right, and most of her work was me, Rose, Esme and Carlie. i felt something wriggle into my side, and I looked down to see Amelia, snuggling and curled up into a ball. Rosalie had a huge smile and placed a blanket around her, then took a picture of us both, with me looking down at her while she slept.