A Huge Mistake
Has there ever been a creation of Carlise's that decided to go there own way. Yes there has. Her Name is Daisy Roberts. She didn't leave because she thought carlisle's way of life was odd, but for a whole different reason. 'I was walking along a street that seemed way too dangerous to walk on. Especially if you had a lot of money in your pocket. But it was the quickest way home.' Banner by me!
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3. Chapter 3-Letter
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67 years later . . .
I was sitting on the front porch of the cottage I bought looking out onto the Penobscot watching a bird fly. I bought a cottage that was between Bucksport and Ellsworth, Maine a cottage that was out of sight.
I really miss Edward and his family. How could I be so stupid? That family loved and accepted me and I just walked out on them without any warning. To make it worse I didn’t give any indication on where I went. I didn’t deserve to live.
I chucked a rock at a high speed into the bay.
I’m a terrible person. I should have never left.
I crushed the other rock I was holding.
I need to apologize for the terrible thing I have done.
I went inside and pulled a piece of paper out of my journal and wrote . . .
Dear Edward, Rosalie, Esme, and Carlisle,
I’m terribly sorry for leaving you guys. I feel really bad. Plus I miss you all so very much. I hope you can forgive me.
I am now living on the Penobscot River in Maine. Feel free to come and visit. Write back
I then realized that I had no idea where they were. I do think I recall Esme saying that she wanted to move back to Forks, Washington. I think they own a house there. I wrote down the address and started towards the Bucksport postal office. It was the closest post office.
When I got there I looked on my watch. Good it’s only 3:30. I walked in and put it in the out box. They should get it in two days maximum.
“Edward, there’s something in the mail for you Esme, Carlisle, and Rosalie. It’s from someone named Daisy Roberts.” Said Alice. Daisy she hasn’t contacted us ever. Why now? I looked up from my book. Alice was already on the couch reading her latest fashion magazine. She threw the rest of the mail on the table. I picked it up and opened Daisy’s letter. Just then Carlisle, Jasper, Rosalie, Esme, Emmett, Rensmee, and Bella walked into the room.
“Edward what’s that?” asked Carlisle.
“It’s a letter from Daisy, Carlisle.” Esme and Rosalie came rushing over to me.
“Let me see that.” Rosalie grabbed it out of my hand.
“Edward, who’s Daisy?” Bella asked.
"Yeah Daddy who is she?" Rensmee asked.
“She’s an old friend.” I answered. Rosalie started reading the letter out loud.
“Dear Edward, Rosalie, Esme, and Carlisle, I’m terribly sorry for leaving you guys. I feel really bad. Plus I miss you all so very much. I hope you can forgive me.I am now living on the Penobscot River in Maine. Feel free to come and visit. Write back, Daisy Roberts”
“She’s living in Maine?” I asked.
“Obviously. Do you think she wants to come back?” Esme said.
“We should write back.” Said Carlisle. Rosalie gave him the letter. Carlisle got a piece of paper and a pen and started writing. I looked over his shoulder as he did so.
We completely understand why you left. Sometimes it can be too much. We love you very much and will support any way you chose to go.
We have gotten new members of the family, Alice, Jasper, Emmett, Renesmee, and Bella.
Why don’t you come and visit us for the month. How about a week from the 16th. We’ll pick you up in Seattle. We miss you very much.
~Carlisle, Edward, Esme, and Rosalie
Carlisle put the letter in an envelope.
“Edward on your way to school tomorrow drop this off at the post office.” I can’t wait to see Daisy again. She was my best friend. I missed her very much.
“Will do.” I said grinning.
Then next day I dropped the letter off at the post office. Then I walked back to the Volvo.
“Edward, how come I’ve never heard of Daisy Roberts?” Bella asked me.
“She left and never came back. Also it’s painful to talk about her. She was my best friend.”
“Oh, sorry.” She said.
“No it’s fine.” I said. It was quiet for the rest of the ride.