Magically Affected

Bedtime stories

Edward's POV

'Checkmate'  I say and she looks at me admiringly and then facepalms. I just won, barely.

When Geneva said chess was her thing, she wasn't kidding. I'm quite impressed with her as well.

'Okay so what do you want me to do?' she asks with a sigh of defeat. I've been curious about this since the cemetery incident but asking would be insensitive right?

I really must know else it will eat me up. Well what the heck, she already thinks of me as an insensitive boss anyway.

'Okay Geneva, i'm about to ask some questions and you must answer me,honestly'  A look of doubt crosses her face but she nods all the same.

I take in a deep breath then ask

'What happened between you and David? I know he's dead and you are supposed to feel the pain and sadness and when you said his name today, I saw the pain and the sadness but I also saw fear'  I say looking her in the eyes.

Her eyes widens and she looks at me pleadingly not to let her do that and I hate myself for it but I have to know and she has to talk about it if she wants to get past this.

I looked at the gravestone yesterday and it's been 5 years. She's been holding onto this for 5years?

'Tell me ' I tell her firmly. She looks me in the eye seeing my determination and she nods. She takes a deep breath and begins

'Dave and I met when I was like 12 years, he was 13. We became best of friends. We did everything together. Then on my 18th birthday, my grandparents threw me a party, he didn't show up so I left the party to go check up on him only to find him drunk' she says as if she couldn't believe it herself.

She takes a deep breath as tears spring to her eyes. I want to take her in my arms but I refrain.

'Hey, I'm sorry for asking. You can stop if you want.'

'No, no. I want to tell you'   she says. She goes quiet for a while then continues

'That day he told me how he felt, that he loved me and I couldn't say it back because I didn't. He was my best friend like a brother and I just never thought of him as anything more and I told him that hoping he'd understand and we will go on as if nothing happened but...'

Her voice chokes up a little but she continues
' he got angry, insisted I loved him too and he, he... ' she is crying a lot now and I don't know i'm tensed and on edge

'he what? ' my voice sounds soo tense that she looks up at me then averts her eyes

'he forced himself on me' she says and I feel my insides turn to ice, a rage I didn't even know I had course through me and I had to clench my fist to stop myself from breaking something. If this guy wasn't already dead then I would have killed him myself

'He raped you? ' I ask my voice more like a growl.

'He was drunk, he didn't know what he was doing and I, I... ' more tears.

My resolve melts and I take her in my arms, her arms would around me and she continues

'When he sobered up, he was remorseful. He tried to talk to me but I avoided him and I refused to see him everytime he came to see me but he kept coming. Grandma convinced me to talk to him and I did. He tried to apologize ,he promised me he would stop drinking, that things will go back to the way things were but I told him I didn't want to see him ever again and that I hated him and he should get out of my life.'

  A cynical smile appears on her lips despite the tears.
'2 days later I recieved a letter, it was anonymous .I opened it and it contained just a sentence and no name but I knew who it was from. It said a life without you in it is just not worth living' she stops to sniff as I ponder on what was in the letter and It just dawns

'Don't tell me he... ' but she interrupts me.

'He did, right before my eyes. I was too late to stop him. He killed himself because of me, I am a horrible person'  tears falling nonstop from her eyes. My white shirt is wet now. My heart breaks seeing her like this.

'Its not your fault, every single person on this earth would have acted the same way. You were hurt, you felt betrayed, you felt... '

'weak, stupid, naive, inexperienced ' she supplies and I agree, I mean she went six years without knowing the guy likes her.

'I can't say I disagree with you on that' 
I say and she laughs through the tears. I can see she's better now.

'You know you are doing a crappy job of comforting me here'    I smile at this.

'I got you to laugh, didn't I? '

'Yeah I guess you did ' she says giving me a small smile, resting her head on my shoulder as I rub her my hands on her back.

Author's note
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