She closed her eyes. Not only the sight of her house, but she also tried to block the sounds of the summer around her.
She dug her deepest memories. And, just barely, she could form the image of her friends' faces.
Edward's pale and charismatic face. Always so fair skinned, whenever he looked at her. His hazel eyes and his chestnut hair. He was always smiling to her, at her, and for her.
Then, Jacob's. His face is tanned, like the rest of his body. His tough-built face and his longing gaze at her. His wolf grin that always put her on ease. She could almost smell his trademark odor.
And then, one by one, everyone's face flashed in her mind. Alice, always cheerful and mischievous. Rosaline, cold and distant, but is still the easiest to remember because of her perfect figure. Emmett followed Jasper…. Seth, Esme and Carlisle…
Although she's smiling, she could feel her eyes grew hotter and hotter. And then, a tear made its way out of her eyes. And quickly, her calmness dissolved into a loud wailing, crying for herself, for her friends, for her lovers. She no longer closed her eyes, although it didn't make a big difference, as she still couldn't see clearly because of her tears.
And as usual, her caregivers came over to take care of her.
"Miss Swan, are you remembering your past again? You should just relax…" said the girl with thick eyebrows.
As usual, Bella didn't give them any thought.
"This just won't do. Everyone! Let's have a performance!"
As usual, it only took them less than ten minutes to get ready.
"One, two, three, four!" said the spirited brunette with ever the slightest accent.
When I look at you my heart always goes thump thump
Like a marshmallow my swaying feelings are light and fluffy
Yes, even from the first time I met him, Edward had always been able to make my heart beats faster. He promised to stop my heart and make me one of his own…
Even though I'm continuously looking at your diligent profile
You don't notice
Even if it's just a dream I can close the distance between the two of us
I have been dreaming far too often about Jacob. The vague dream about Jacob holding me in a tent somewhere. Ah, it's been far too long. Even if he were alive, he surely would have grey hair by now.
O God please
Give me Dream Time just between the two of us
Holding my favorite bunny I go to sleep again tonight
And how I wish I'd just stop breathing in my sleep. Life without one of them was hell, and without both of them…well…
Light and fluffy time, Light and fluffy time, Light and fluffy time
It is light and fluffy. Like an old pillow, or a stale marshmallow. Everything feels too surreal, yet in the same time, too bland…
Bella once again realized she's alone in this world.