Edwards pov when he is in italy
i cant live much longer, i nedto get to the voltri like, now!! if i stay hee much longer, ill
just go to the town centre to go into the sunlight. lets face it, im a pitiful excuse for a
Cullen, if i were a proper son to carlisle, i would go back to him now, beg him to take me
back and get on with my life. with doing this: going to the voltri, im being a coward, not
a cullen. i might as well get this over with. with that, i spd off in the shadows to reach
volterra, not wanting to expose myself now, ill do that if all else fails. there!! i can see the
gates to volterra, but, one small problem, how do i get over it?? esy, ill slp the guard some cash.
approaching the gate, the guard asks: "have wewe come for the festival? if so, sorry, but i cant let
wewe come, wewe should of come on the tour bus," he gestured to a cheaply painted bus, no bigger than
carlisle's car. I slipped him a handful of money, about seventy fifty pound notes. "oh, thanks, you
may enter,happy slaying!! the guard added, a plasticy slogan trying to amuse passing travellers.
The enterance to the voltri's pango was just here infront of me. pushing the door open with as little
effort needed, i stepped into the tunnels leading to the den. humans have been down here about a week
ago, i could smell it.racing along the thin, winding tunnels, i came to a thick wooden door. i stopped,
pondering over the idea of dieing, well, whatever happens to us when we claimd to of died. taking a deep
breath out of old habit, i silently alisema something to my love, even if she had moved on to life after death.
"Goodbye, my love, i will be with wewe soon enough, even if wewe will just push me away, like i deserve to be."
forcing the door open, i step inside an office. the woman at the dawati greeted me, and offered me a kiti, kiti cha and
reasured me they would see me soon. then i saw alec step out of the room where i should be, and he spoke to me.
"Edward, what are wewe doing here? have wewe decided to jiunge us?" alec questioned.
"No, alec, i have come to ask of a favour." I answered and then the receptionist stepped through and alisema i
could enter. then i thought: i will be with wewe soon, my love......
i cant live much longer, i nedto get to the voltri like, now!! if i stay hee much longer, ill
just go to the town centre to go into the sunlight. lets face it, im a pitiful excuse for a
Cullen, if i were a proper son to carlisle, i would go back to him now, beg him to take me
back and get on with my life. with doing this: going to the voltri, im being a coward, not
a cullen. i might as well get this over with. with that, i spd off in the shadows to reach
volterra, not wanting to expose myself now, ill do that if all else fails. there!! i can see the
gates to volterra, but, one small problem, how do i get over it?? esy, ill slp the guard some cash.
approaching the gate, the guard asks: "have wewe come for the festival? if so, sorry, but i cant let
wewe come, wewe should of come on the tour bus," he gestured to a cheaply painted bus, no bigger than
carlisle's car. I slipped him a handful of money, about seventy fifty pound notes. "oh, thanks, you
may enter,happy slaying!! the guard added, a plasticy slogan trying to amuse passing travellers.
The enterance to the voltri's pango was just here infront of me. pushing the door open with as little
effort needed, i stepped into the tunnels leading to the den. humans have been down here about a week
ago, i could smell it.racing along the thin, winding tunnels, i came to a thick wooden door. i stopped,
pondering over the idea of dieing, well, whatever happens to us when we claimd to of died. taking a deep
breath out of old habit, i silently alisema something to my love, even if she had moved on to life after death.
"Goodbye, my love, i will be with wewe soon enough, even if wewe will just push me away, like i deserve to be."
forcing the door open, i step inside an office. the woman at the dawati greeted me, and offered me a kiti, kiti cha and
reasured me they would see me soon. then i saw alec step out of the room where i should be, and he spoke to me.
"Edward, what are wewe doing here? have wewe decided to jiunge us?" alec questioned.
"No, alec, i have come to ask of a favour." I answered and then the receptionist stepped through and alisema i
could enter. then i thought: i will be with wewe soon, my love......
As I lay on the steps ,my head in Alice's lap,
I realised I upendo her zaidi thn my own life, and maybe Bella was right. I might be over protective, but if Alice''s life ended,
so would mine. I would not live without her. Before I knew her I thought me life was ok,
but now I've met her I would never dream of going back to my life before her.
just then, i imagined the image of her tiny body
fighting a newborn.
the thought made me shudder. maybe like Mbwa mwitu loups Wanyonya damu could imprint, carlisle and esme, rosealie and emmet, me and alice. i woud of finished that thought if alice hadn't started talking to herself and mumbling about the pictures being striaght but not straight anough.....
I realised I upendo her zaidi thn my own life, and maybe Bella was right. I might be over protective, but if Alice''s life ended,
so would mine. I would not live without her. Before I knew her I thought me life was ok,
but now I've met her I would never dream of going back to my life before her.
just then, i imagined the image of her tiny body
fighting a newborn.
the thought made me shudder. maybe like Mbwa mwitu loups Wanyonya damu could imprint, carlisle and esme, rosealie and emmet, me and alice. i woud of finished that thought if alice hadn't started talking to herself and mumbling about the pictures being striaght but not straight anough.....