Four Letters Bella Never Wrote, and One She Never Mailed (Edward/Bella)

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Title: Four Letters Bella Never Wrote, and One She Never Mailed
Fandom: Twilight
Pairing: various
Rating: G
Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer. This fanfic is a derivative of canon material that is not my property. I do not profit from these writings. The opinions and actions expressed in these stories are not necessarily the views and beliefs of the original author or me.

Summary: Four canon AUs, and speculation on book 4.

Excerpt from letter 2: Hey Jess, thanks for the great time dress-shopping last week. I know you're having a hard time believing it, but nothing happened between me and Edward.

1. life unlived
three years ago

Dear Charlie,

I know it's been a while since I've made it up to Forks, but someone has to maintain the house while Renee and Phil are gone! Renee has just begun to trust me here alone most of the time and we're all a lot happier. Don't worry-- I'm being very safe.

I don't know if I'll come for summer this year, because I just got a job! About time, I know. Katie and Millie are working with me and we're having fun.

So you don't call up and ask me about boys I guess I should tell you I'm not seeing anyone right now, though Katie says that Aaron is going to ask me to prom. Not that I'd go, but it's nice of him, anyway.

Well, I have to make my shift, so I have to go. I'll write more later.

Love, Bella

*

2. shallow depression
two years ago

Hey Jess,

Thanks for the great time dress-shopping last week. I know you're having a hard time believing it, but nothing happened between me and Edward. He's a nice guy, sure, but he told me he was moving away in a week or so, so I have to let that dream go.

Oops, gotta go! Bio starts in a couple of minutes and my "beautiful" lab partner is skipping again. Call me later?

Bella

*

3. still yours, thanks for asking
one year ago

Dear Edward,

I don't know why I'm writing you. You made your intentions quite clear. You're not coming back, nor do you want anything else to do with me. Still, I need to do something with all of the things I have to say to you. I could fill a book with them.

I miss you. I miss you and I hate you and I love you. Sometimes I wonder if it might be easier to spill my sweet-smelling blood all over the floor and be done with everything, but I can't do that to Charlie and Renee.

I hope you never come back.

I hope you do come back.

I want you to know how much you hurt me.

I died when you left, Edward, and though I'll try to put myself back together, nothing will ever be same.

I hate you. I love you. I miss you. Jerk.

Bella

*

4. someone warm
six months ago

Renee,

I know it's been way too long since I wrote you an email, but I've been really busy with school and stuff. Don't worry about me, seriously. How is Phil?

I can't believe that graduation is so close. I've been teasing my new boyfriend Jacob Black that I'm going to be too old for him soon! Not that you'd notice. He's so tall for his age! I don't know if you remember Jacob-- he's Billy Black's son, from La Push. He's a really cool person to talk to and a lot of fun. We go hiking a lot.

But here I am talking your ear off and probably boring you. I'll try to visit this summer before I leave for Washington State, okay? (Oh, gosh, college already!) Hope you and Phil are having a great time.

Love, Bella

*

5a. one she wrote
now

Charlie and Renee Mom and Dad Charlie and Renee,

I know I haven't written lately. I wish I could tell you the truth about everything, but I can't. I won't be able to come home-- to Phoenix or to Forks-- for a long time. Maybe not ever again. Don't think that Edward has kidnapped me, Charlie. This is my choice, and it was a hard choice to make. We are very happy, but I can't really deal with people that much. I am... well, let's just say I'm very sick.

Alice sends her love to you both, as do the rest of my family. I miss you. Don't worry about me! Edward's taking very good care of me. He won't get sick again.

I'll write if I can, but if I can't

*

5b. and never sent

"You can't send that, you know. Your parents would go crazy with worry."

Bella jumped. She still wasn't used to her new senses and Edward was constantly sneaking up her when she was lost in thought. She looked up at him and smiled.

"I know, Edward. I just felt... sort of bad, you know." She gestured helplessly at the page.

"Do you regret it?" he said, his eyes solemn and dark.

"Never," she said without hesitation.

"Alice wants to leave pretty soon. Before it gets too dark. Are you ready?"

"Yeah, I'm ready," she replied, rising from the desk. She looked down at the letter and smiled bittersweetly. She felt a little better for writing it, even if she didn't plan to send it.

Edward left to join Alice at the front door and Bella followed after her husband, crumbling the messy pages and tossing them away.