The Edwards

Fifteenth Edward.

The Edwards

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You know what's the crappy thing about life?

Is that you can't plan it yourself. You can't control the time, the event, the things that happen and you can't control what will happen -save from your decisions.

And that's exactly why life is a sad thing sometimes. The problem is, we fear life as if we don't know what it is- but infact, that's what life expects us to feel.

It's unfair, but it's fair. It's unfair to everybody- that's what makes it tricky.

And life decided to be a witch on me today, the day that I wrote the fourteenth letter to you, because life had it going and wanted to make my day worse. Well, probably better.

At that dark and rainy afternoon, I was in my room just sitting there and trying to read a nice book called An Abundance Of Katherines by our favourite author, John Green.

It was raining, and take a guess.

The cliché sound of the pitter-patting rain hit my roof, and made a sound that comforted me. Everything was still and silent, and it made me safe. Then the knock came.

My head snapped towards the window, and I stared at it for long. Then I payed no mind to it because it might just be one of those kids playing outside and hitting my window by accident or something.

But it came again.

I was starting to get freaked out, so I placed my book down quietly and carefully made my way towards my closed window. I took a peek of what's in the yard, and I can't believe my eyes.

I opened my window quickly, and I felt the rushing wind nipping against the core of my skin.

And it hit me as quick as it came, another pebble hit my head and I groaned in pain, and glared at you while you smiled apologetically.

And my eyes didn't miss the glimpse of what's in your hand- namely a basket and a large red cloth, and I didn't pay attention to it.

"What are you doing?!"

"Juliet, I have cometh to thee!"

"Nincompoop." I rolled my eyes and shut the window.

Just as I was about to, your eyes widened and you threw another pebble that I dodged luckily in time. I scowled and opened it again.

"The hell do you want, Edward?" I shouted.

You frowned, "I'm worried sick. It's been a day we haven't been communicating and you didn't even reply to my frantic messages. What's wrong, Belle?"

"Nothing. I'm just tired.. My leg still hurts, and also my temples, and I think I just need a break from everything you know?"

"..Oh." You replied with dissapointment.

"I mean we just got out of the hospital two days ago, don't you need rest too? You're gonna have anemia by standing there in the rain- and don't say it's my fault."

"Okay, okay. So, you won't mind that I'll have you for the remaining afternoon, do you?"

I blinked, "Did you even listen to what I told you?"

"My ears don't betray me, Belle Jasse. So what do you say?"

You think, that I may just say yes and go with you. But this Belle Jasse won't stand up like this, and she's going to have her little fun too.