edward.

SHE’S LOVELY. ABSOLUTELY lovely except – except she looks SO tired. he ACHES with the desire to HOLD her, but he fears TOUCHING her if it meant she’d VANISH before his eyes. he holds his hands at his SIDES instead and regards the specter before him with AWESTRUCK eyes. behind him, he can hear his family NOW, all SHOCKED and cautious and AFRAID for him. he hears ALICE most of all, sees the DESTRUCTION that this interaction could bring ( for him, this will DESTROY him ). but it’s only a DREAM, he wants to assure her. only a DREAM.
he goes with her, will follow her ANYWHERE. shuts the door NEEDLESSLY behind him and steps into the CHILLED air of the olympic peninsula. there’s MOISTURE in the air, it will RAIN soon, and he wonders if he can find a DISTRACTION after this nightmare through a good game of BASEBALL. “ are you ALONE? you don’t … have anyone WITH you? ”

pale fingers flex – immediately wanting to take hold of something that she doesn’t think is hers to take anymore; craves to touch his cool skin, his hair, the shape of his lips as they wrap around her name.. ❛ yeah, i’m alone – ❜ she begins, nervous as she stands before him. she holds up the letters, briefly, as to acknowledge them. ❛ i got your letters. i guess it wasn’t’ your intention to send them, but i mean ——— ❜ where does she begin? she has no idea. she was hoping he’d take the lead. ❛ i, uh. ❜ she swallows thickly, foot tapping quickly as she tries to conjure something up, darkened eyes looking to the ground ——– the anxiety builds up so quick, her eyes begin to WATER. ❛ they — ❜ her voice is cracking, ❛ they meant A LOT. ❜ good enough? GOOD ENOUGH.
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