《Red: Butterfly (Twilight Fanfic) (Complete)》Chapter 4- Shatter
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Broken heart can be fixed
With tapes and stitches
But not the soul
That was once pure-Author
Edward took me home after he took Bella. The car ride was silent and my home is an hour away from Bella's home.
"So, how are you?" He asked trying to make a conversation.
"I'm fine." I mumbled and another wave of silent wash over. He soon arrived to my house and parked the car. I opened the car door quickly before getting out and closing the door. I made my way inside the house closing the door behind me sighing as I take my shoes off. I walked up the stairs towards my room and walked inside seeing all my furniture inside placed neatly. I couldn't help, but smile as I sit down on my bed. I saw a note on my mirror and I walked up to it gently grabbing the note and reading it.
I organized your room. At the grocery store getting food. Will be back home soon- Dad
I smiled and taking my memory box out my bag before placing the note inside. I placed my memory box under my bed and my bag on the floor. Tired to change clothes, I went under the covers and fell asleep. I hear load siren noises from outside my house and I got up slowly rubbing my eyes. I hear loud knocking downstairs as I quickly open the door from my bedroom and ran downstairs.
I opened the door to see the sheriff with dark hair as he looked down at me.
"Sorry to disturb you, but are you the Daughter of Samuel Williams?" He asked softly and I nodded slowly confused on the situation. Why are the cops here? Where's my dad? How does he know my dad?
"My name is Charlie Swan and I'm sorry, but...your dad is...gone. He was on his way home and he...he was robbed by armed men. They took everything he had and left his wallet behind." Charlie tells me as I slowly began to quiver. Tears began to cover my eyes as I felt the world shatter around me. I dropped to my knees and began sobbing. Charlie crouched down as he gently rubs my back causing for me to cry out more.
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"It's going to be okay." He whispers softly, but it wasn't. Everyone I loved...they just leave me. Why? Am I cursed? Does god hate me enough to punish me? First my mother then my father? Who else? Alice? Jasper? Anyone that I talk too? I couldn't help as the screams came out as I yelled at the sheriff not believing everything he told me. Part of me isn't, but the other part says otherwise.
"No! You're lying! I know my daddy will come home! He will!" I screamed out loud as I cried more. He hugged me gently as I clutched onto him crying my eyes on his uniform. He didn't seem to care as he strokes my back.
My eyes grew tired as the world around me start to disappear turning dark, empty, shallow, and silence. I feel so weak. Why did I have to go with them? Why didn't I stay? I should have held my father close to me when I had the chance. I should have spoken to him more. I should have said those three words that I knew he'll say back to me. The three words that people always give too. The three words...I love you, Daddy.
I woke up finding myself inside my bedroom. Hope feels my body that maybe my daddy isn't dead. Maybe it was just a nightmare. I quickly got up the bed and ran out my room towards his.
"Daddy?" I called seeing his bed empty. I ran downstairs and looked around the house as every hope I have began to eliminate themselves.
"D-daddy?" I called out, but no response only leaving silence. Tears began to pour into my eyes as I fall onto my knees. This..can't be. Can't it? I heard a soft knock on the door as I get up and slowly walk towards it. My knees feel weak, my hands shook as I reach for the door. Maybe...he came home?
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I swung the door open to see Alice and the rest of her family standing in front of the door wearing black clothing. Tears built up more as the lump of my throat stays there. I...can't believe it. It can't be...
"Blake." Alice mumbled and I feel to my knees in front of them as wave of emotions surface. I cried my eyes out again and I couldn't stop it. I gave in. All the pain. The world is shattering around me like glass before disappearing to my very eyes.
I felt someone holding me and I didn't see who it was, but I didn't care either. I held them and cried onto their shoulder freeing every pain, sadness, and loneliness I have.
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The Cullen's watched Edward hold Blake tightly as she cries on their shoulder. They couldn't cry with her since they're vampires, but they feel pity, sorrow, and broken seeing the innocent girl. Jasper tried his best to help calm Blake down, but all the feelings is too strong for him to handle so...he just let it go. Jasper walks up behind Blake and hugged her to give more comfort. Blake fell asleep from tired as every single tears in her eyes stained her cheeks. Her pure long straight blood red hair was all over the place.
Jasper gently carried Blake in his arms and walked up the stairs with Edward behind him. The Cullen's walked inside the house and closed the door behind them. Esme looked down on the floor before looking at Carlisle knowing what she was thinking. They walked towards the kitchen to bring food as Rosalie, Emmett, and Alice cleaned the house a bit just for the sake of Blake.
Jasper gently lays Blake down on her bed and covered her up as he sits down at the edge moving a stray of hair away from her slight pale beautiful face. She would look like one of them if she's paler. Edward sees a glimpse of a small box under the bed and he crouches down grabbing it to look.
"Memories." He reads the title and Jasper looks up at Edward shaking his head.
"We shouldn't look inside." Jasper tells Edward and he nodded knowing it's personal. He placed it back under the bed deeper so no one could find it and snoop inside.
"She's too vulnerable right now to go to school. Should I tell them?" Jasper asked Edward who shook his head.
"Let Carlisle and Esme do it. We'll stay by her side." Edward tells Jasper and he nods as Jasper held onto her hand to comfort her in her sleep.
"You're world isn't shattered. We are still here for you. We won't go anywhere." Edward tells Blake loud enough for her to hear in her sleep. Jasper took the sign that Edward heard her thoughts and added.
"We will always stay by your side. No matter what."
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