14Ch. 2 BPOV
After making lots calls I finally bought a piano, I got a baby grand, because, well let's face it, I can't afford a grand, even after using all of my college fund. I'm having it sent to the Cullen's house...I know that I'm going to have problems when I first get to the house, because I miss it there so much, but I didn't have anywhere else to put it. I can't have it here for one, we have no room and two, Charlie would freak. He would ask how I got the money and I haven't exactly told him that I'm not going to go to college. And I really don't want to bring that up quite yet. So the piano is going to be delivered around 2, and its 11am now. I got lucky because they just started doing deliveries on Saturdays; it really would have sucked if I would have had to skip school, because then Charlie would have known about this.
I need to go and get dressed and head over there because I wanted to straighten up before the delivery men get there. I headed up to the shower knowing that the hot water would relax me a bit... I don't know why I'm so nervous, but I am. By the time I got out of the shower it was already noon. I didn't realize that I had taken such a long shower but I did, so now I am running around my room trying to getting dressed.
These are the days where I wish Alice was here so I didn't have to mess with my clothes; it would go so much faster. But she's not, so I just grab some jeans and a T-Shirt and run down the stairs. Charlie is already at work so I don't have to worry about telling him where I'm going. I snag my keys from the table and run to my truck.
On the drive to the Cullen's the butterflies are getting more intense. To see all of the memories that had happened in that house in just the short time that I had known them. I am now in the drive way as the house comes in to view that I realize that I'm crying... not only because I miss Edward, which I do... I miss him so much. He was the stars in my sky, so now that he's gone I walk around in the dark all the time. I also miss everybody else as well.
I miss my best friend, Alice. I miss my goofy older brother, Emmett. Esme my second mother, who took care of me and who was more of a mother, in ways, than my own mom. I miss Jasper; we were not very close but I still miss him. And I have never blamed him for what happened. It is what he did before he changed his lifestyle. I mean if you're a coke addict and someone comes up and sticks a little by your nose, what are you going to do? It takes a long time to get over something you're addicted to, and Jazz just had a slight fall back.
I miss Carlisle, my second father; the man I could always talk to about anything. Even Rose, I know she doesn't like me, I never knew why, but I knew she would have had her own reasons. But I still miss her.
After I got done with the crying, I turned off my truck and started to walk to the house. I got to the front door, paused took a deep breath, and then went in. It looked exactly the same as it had before they left, all but the piano. I was expecting the broken piano to still be there, but it's not. They must have cleaned it up before they left. Now that I don't have to clean up the house I'm going to walk around until they get here.
After walking through the kitchen and the living room I realized that nothing was really still there. They really didn't leave anything when they left. They left the couches and some of the bigger things, like they didn't have time to take it all. They must have left so suddenly; maybe they didn't want to leave. I started to walk up stairs, looking in the rooms as I went. I went into Carlisle's office, and looked at what he had left; really only the paintings, and a few books. It made me feel like I was back here 7 months ago with Edward, when he was telling me about how he would not live without me…look how that turned out.
I started to walk to the other rooms. I opened the doors to Alice's, Esme's, and Rose's bedrooms, but I would not go in because I just felt like it was disrespectful. I looked in though and they looked so empty. It made me feel sick to my stomach. It just felt so wrong.
I walked on and came across the door I was a little scared to open. But I made myself do it anyway. I opened Edwards' door and just stood there for a moment. It felt like it was my room as well, and for some reason my feet just started to walk in. I looked around; there was nothing inside but the couch. I started walking to it, but I tripped over my own feet and landed on my hands and knees in front of the couch. "I'm going to feel that in the morning," I whispered to myself.
I was about to get up when something caught my attention from under the couch. I reached for it and pulled it out; it was a folder. I opened it and I was so shocked by what I could see. It was all the music that Edward has ever written even Clair DE Lune. I started to look through it for my lullaby. Thinking about how much easier it will be to learn, play and hear it, if i have the music to look at; but my luck- it's not there. He took that piece away.
I wonder if he was going to take his music but forgot it... but why would he not have my song in there? Was he trying to make it as I have never existed for him, like he had tried to do for me? And if so, did it work? Because I'm as sure as an elephant's trunk is long, that it did not work for me.
I was so deep in thought that I didn't realize that someone was pounding on the door. I looked at the time and it was 2pm already; I couldn't believe I had spent that much time looking around. I got up and ran to get the door.
There were 3 big guys at the door.
"Hello," I said to them.
"Hi," all three of them said in unison, "where would you like the piano?" one of them asked; I didn't see which one said it.
"Over there," I told them. Pointing to where the old one had once been.
"Okay," they said.
"I will be right back, I need to go get something from upstairs," I said and they nodded. I ran upstairs to get my purse which I had put down so I could give them a tip.
When I reached the room I grabbed my purse, and was about ready to leave when I saw the folder again. I just stare at it; not sure if I should take it or leave it where it is. I hear the guys set the piano down, so with a split second to think I grab it.
Running down the stairs I trip again, but this time I catch myself. When I look up I just stop. Everything stood still; I stopped breathing, I didn't even hear the man talking to me. I was just looking at the piano…
It was the same one from my dream. Everything about it was the same. Well everything except the size that is. This one was just a bit smaller... but other than that I would have guessed I was back in my dream.
"Ma'am?" the man said gaining my attention. "Is there anything else we can do for you?" He said smiling at me with kind of a creepy smile, like the 'I think you're so hot and want to get with that' smile. I got a bit weird-ed out, but I smiled politely and told him 'no' and gave them a tip.
They left after that, but not before Creeper handed me the receipt which also happened to have his name and number on it. His name was Jesse; that just gave me the willies.
I looked up and I was staring at the piano again. But this time I am compelled to walk over to it, to touch it, so I did. I placed my hand on the top of it. It was amazing I couldn't believe that this was mine. I know I don't like gifts, and I don't like to spend money, but I couldn't help it; this just feels like something I have to do.
I sit down at the bench, place my hands above the keys like they were in my dream, and I pushed down the same key as I did in my dream... and... it ...was...
Ch. 3
BPOV
Nothing…I mean, nothing like it should be. I don't think it could be any further from the wrong note.
"Boy, this is going to be harder than I thought," I whispered to myself. OK, well here goes nothing.
I had also bought a few beginner books when I ordered the piano and had them delivered with it. I started going through the books, it didn't look like it should be that hard... Now I said should. I don't know if I'm going to be able to do this, but I'm sure, as much as I miss Edward, going to try.
I started to learn the notes, which wasn't that bad… but it may take a little bit to remember them all. Then I started to learn to read the music and then the rhythms.
"Hey this is actually pretty easy," I said to myself. I thought that I was going to do so bad at this and that it was going to be so hard, but I was really getting the hang of it.
"Now let's try a song," I said aloud. I started with the beginner books, beginning with hot cross buns. And that was like breathing. There was nothing to that song, so I played the next one, which was Mary had a Little Lamb. And like the song before, there was nothing to that song either.
So I decided to skip through half of the book and play some of the harder songs, and for some reason they were really easy for me, too. Maybe like Edward, I was born to play... that is the only reason I could think of, which would explain why it was so easy…nah... maybe it really is just easy, and anyone can do it.
I was in the middle of playing one of the shorter songs in the book when I heard a noise outside. I just stopped... what was that? I thought to myself. It sounded like it was coming from the back window… Edward?
I got up to look and see if I could see anything... Granted, I wouldn't be able to do anything if it wasn't Edward, but I still wanted to look and see... When I got to the window I didn't see anything. Of course, I wouldn't.
I started to walk back to my piano…MY piano... I liked the sound of that…but anyway, when I sat down on the bench I looked up at the time... it was already 7pm... I couldn't believe it; I had spent that much time playing... time really does fly when you are really into something, doesn't it?
I started to pack up because Charlie was going to be home around 8ish… I picked up my music and started to think about the noise I had heard; vampires are quiet, so if it was Edward, he would have been able to keep me from hearing him… or if it was any of the Cullens for that matter. What ... Or who... was it?
I got all of my things together and placed them on top of the piano in Edward's folder. I had Esme's song on top, because I was going to attempt that song when I came back tomorrow.
I looked around to make sure I had put everything where it was supposed to be... everything was good... so I closed the key cover. I started walking to the front door and noticed a key was hanging on a hook next to the door; it was the key for the front and back doors. I looked at it and smiled; it was like they left it, like they knew I would be back. I grabbed it and looked up at the front door... I really needed to get going it was already 7:30, so I didn't check the back door... no one even knows where this house is anyway... so no big hairy.
By the time I got home I had about 15 minutes until Charlie came home, so I started dinner. I was in a really good mood, and I felt like making something nice. I love to cook, and when I'm in a good mood I love to cook even more, I don't really know why. It's a really peaceful thing to do… and it's one of the few things I know I'm good at…I decided to go with baked spaghetti; one of Charlies favorites.
By the time I'd finished cooking and had everything set on the table, Charlie had walked in the door. I started to put the spaghetti on plates for us and I heard, "umm something smells good, Bells, "Charlie walked in and looked at the table then looked at me with a smile.
"You haven't cooked in a while, and there is a smile on your face; Someone's in a good mood," The smile stayed on Charlies face as he spoke to me.
I looked up at him and smiled back, "Yeah, I am."
After Charlie sat down and started shoveling food in to his mouth I heard him say, "mmm this is soooo good, better then I remember; you need to make this more often."
I just smiled and said, "okay dad."
After diner was over I started to pick up and do the dishes. Charlie was standing in the doorway with a beer in his hand.
"Not that I mind or anything, but what has put you in such a good mood today?"
I stopped for just a few seconds… what was I going to say? I couldn't just say; "oh well, I bought a piano today, to learn to play the lullaby Edward wrote for me so I can hear it again... and well, me playing is coming along great." Yeah, I don't think that is going to work.
Instead, I just kept washing the dishes and said, "You know, I really don't know; I just had a good day."
"Oh, well that's great. I'm glad. What did you do today?" Charlie asked.
Of course he would ask, why wouldn't he? "Oh…I… I just went for a walk. It was such a nice day outside I couldn't pass it up; I didn't do much, I just realized that the world can't stop because of something... and things aren't always what they seem to be." I told him... which was the truth; I did learn that….well, OK, I was hoping that Edward left because he thought it was better for me….
"That's great honey, I'm proud of you," Charlie said, then took a sip of his beer, "but I was kinda hoping that you had seen Jacob today."
Oh no, not this again… I know that I'm friends with Jake; I love him, but I love him as a best friend or a brother, nothing more... and I know he is starting to have feelings for me… and I really don't want to get in to this... "Dad, why do you always want me to see Jacob? You should be happy that I'm getting better on my own."
"Oh Bells, I am happy, but I just think that it would be good for you, if you have a friend and actually hang out with them," Charlie said.
"Yeah dad, I know." I told him.
"I think you should go and hang out with him tomorrow, he misses you, and I guess he is going through some things," Charlie tried to explain to me.
What no…. I ... I can't I have things to do... God I don't want to go over there, I want to play... Well, maybe I could get away with going over there early and staying for only an hour or so. Yeah that sounds good, just to make Charlie happy. "Okay, dad."
After finishing up my homework from the other day I decided to hit the hay.
"Good night dad," I said as I was getting up from the floor.
"Good night Bella," he said as he watched his game.
After my relaxing shower, I got in bed; I started to wonder if I would have another dream like my last one. And that was the last thing I remember before sleep took over. My dream was just like it was the night before except i got more of my lullaby played before Edward told me that i missed a note and then kissed me and just like last night it shot a current from my head to my toes and i shot out of bed just as the sun was starting to rise and walked over to the window and opened it,and just looked in to the forest wondering where Edward was and how long this would keep up.