Breaking Point

It had been 2 weeks since the Cullens had left Forks.

Bella had been in her room for days now. Even Renee’s arrival had not cheered her up. I’d never seen my Bella so upset before and I knew it was all that Edward Cullen’s fault.

The phone rang, pulling me back from my thoughts.

“Hello?” I picked up the phone. It was Billy. I contemplated his question for a moment, glancing up the stairs.

“Ok, I’ll meet you at the usual spot,” I put down the phone and grabbed my fishing gear.

“Bella, I’ll be out for a while. I’m going fishing with Billy,” I shouted up the stairs. I doubted that she had heard a word though.

With one last glance at the fully open window of Bella’s bedroom, I got into my cruiser and drove away.

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“Edward, we’re going out to hunt for a while,” I called out to my bronze-haired son who sat still as a statue in his room. I couldn’t remember when he had last moved a muscle. He didn’t even seem to be breathing, not that it was necessary.

 Knowing that I would get no response, I sighed and closed the door. Normally, I wouldn’t have needed to say a word. My son would have been able to read my thoughts as soon as I had decided it was time to hunt again.

It was painful for all of us to see Edward so upset. Although Jasper was the most affected, we did not need his power to feel the grief and longing radiating from my first son.

The first few days, Jasper had tried to cheer Edward up but it seemed to be completely ineffective. Although I could not say that I agreed with Edward’s decision to stay as far away as possible from Forks, from Bella, I respected his decision. He had always been overprotective and put others before himself. I hoped that he would eventually be able to find his happiness.

I sighed again.

“Don’t worry, he’ll come round, sooner or later,” Esme put her pale hand to my cheek to reassure me. I could see that she wanted to believe that as much as I did.