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Flying to the Sun

Summary:
What if... What if Edward chose Rosalie? What if he grew to love her? And what will happen when Bella shows up.... Yah. It's a CF.


Notes:
This is a muse, but it's my baby. :) I really love it but unless other people love it there will be no more, I will keep my love to myself. hehe


2. Chapter 2

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Ch.2

Edwards PoV

Yesterday has faded from my mind,

Gone like a bad dream, and a stupid one at that.

Nothing mattered except for Rosalie. Nothing.

Rosalie’s PoV

He strokes my hair to awake me.

I shiver happily, content just to lie in his arms like this for an eternity, and eternity alone, without that stupid girl.

Without anyone but my love.

All I need is Edward, and all he needs is me. All he needs is me.

Eternity, unfortunately, is a fantasy.

A banging on the door has us scrambling to get to a presentable state for school, instead of Edward’s baggy Harvard shirt on me, and his old Yale Sweatshirt on him.

I throw on my cashmere blue sweater (Edward’s favorite) and put on the pair of jeans that I’ve worn for two days in a row. I’m ready to go without a second thought, because who gives a shit about how people perceive me?

Who cares that half the school thinks I got a million plastic surgeries to get like this?

What they don’t know, is that it was ten times more painful than any surgery to get the way I am. That I almost died, that I felt like I was dying.

The only thing,

My only thing that kept me sane during that undescribable, terrible time, was Edward.

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He holds my hand and strokes my hair. He tells me it will get better, but I find it hard to believe.

He doesn’t know how much this hurts! I’m dying, the pain is to much to bear. I shiver and writhe on the bed, flailing my arms like a fish out of water.

He doesn’t even know me! I think, keeping my thoughts to myself so he won’t leave.

Why is he helping me?!

It was like he read my mind.

“I’m here because you don’t deserve to go through this alone. It’s so painful, but it will get better and the perks of this are... well, you wouldn’t believe me if I told you.”

He actually made me smile and half-chuckle for a second and my natural curiosity overtook me.

“Like what?” I said quietly, not wanting to pry, but need some answers.

“You know how you thought I read your mind...” He said quietly, his voice trailing off, his face a smirk. Suddenly it dawned on me.

“You can read my mind?!” I was both frightened and fascinated.

“I’m sorry, I know I must seem really annoying but I can’t help it and I needed to know how you were feeling-“

“It’s ok,” I said quickly, laughing at his babbling, then wincing as the pain washed over me again, drowning me in agony. My blood was on fire, pounding through my veins at an un-natural state.

“You’re all right,” he soothed quietly, rubbing my back as I turned on my stomach,

“You’ll be ok…” And that was the last I heard as my vision faded to black.

“When I see your smile
Tears run down my face I can't replace
And now that I'm strong I have figured out
How this world turns cold and it breaks through my soul
And I know I'll find deep inside me I can be the one

I will never let you fall
I'll stand up with you forever
I'll be there for you through it all”