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Love and Since

After NM. Bella was married to a werewolf. She had a baby. And then, she was bitten by Laurent. What happens seventy years later? What would they do when they meet up in a school? How would Edward handle another singer? Drama. R&R please! Rating T plus.


1. Prologue ? Reciting.

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Prologue – Reciting.

It has been seventy years. Seventy years since he last kissed me. Seventy year since he last hugged me. Seventy years since he had said good bye.

At first, I couldn’t handle it. I couldn’t do anything, because everything reminded me of him. Even names hurt. I had almost gone into catatonic status. Yes, that how bad it was. My mind had shut down.

You must be thinking, huh, how pathetic. This woman can’t exist without a guy.

But he wasn’t just some guy. Some blonde haired, good looking jock who ruled Forks High School. He was Edward. Edward Anthony Masen Cullen, the non-attention seeking perfect gentleman (and vampire).

It’s not a joke. Mythical creatures like werewolves and vampires exists. I would know. My best friend/ex-husband was a werewolf and I had dated a vampire. Seven vampires were the center of my world and I had seen them in action. Heck, I had even wished to become one. But the truth was, getting what you want isn’t an option. In fact, it never was, for me. I could remember my human childhood, where I never got the ice cream favour that I wanted. I was never able to run around in the neighborhood freely and wait for my mother to call for dinner. Firstly, I was a real Klutz and secondly, my mother couldn’t face responsibility. But someone had to do the job. Someone had to remember to pay the bills, buy the groceries, cooked dinners…

Sometimes, in anger, I wished that I could just go up to Edward, and tell him how he made me felt. But when my logical side returned, I knew every word he had said was right. I was just some ordinary human who should consider herself lucky that he even let me into his world. But being logical didn’t stop the pain, the agony that hurt worse than Laurent‘s vampire venom, that had ran through my veins sixty-five years ago. Yet I couldn’t make myself regret the decision to come to Forks in the first place. I still think of it as the best decision made during my human life.

Once, a vampire told me that I am rich, richer than most vampires because of my possession of my human memories. My reply to that was to laugh bitterly at first. I couldn’t help it. Does anyone, want to go through rest of eternity thinking about her responsible childhood, her old love, her dead daughter and her cruel ex-husband?

I remember the moment when I discovered Edward had indeed took away everything. The photos and his gifts. At that moment, everything sank in. He was gone. He was not coming back. That pain… so strong to caused me to fall…literally. But there was also a tinge of disappointment. It was memorable, because it had stood out against the sea of agony. I was disappointed, disappointed that I had less things to remember him. All I had left was memories. I hold on to the memories like they were my child.

I let out a laugh. It was acidic. Full of what I am, what I feel. Mentally, I slapped myself. I knew I shouldn’t have lost myself in my thoughts. Again.

Sighing, I got up from the couch, grabbed my car keys, and then headed towards Portland High School.