Your Sister: The Beginning

Janurary 1931

Me and Esme were decorating houses and Carlisle was still working as a doctor. Although no one said it aloud, I could tell my parents missed Edward and I did too. I was drawing in my room one night when I heard voices downstairs.

“Oh Edward is it really you?” Mum cried.

“Yes its really me. I'm back.” Edwards voice ran loud and clear through the house.

“Are you staying son?” Dads concerned voice said.

“Yes, I don’t want to be a monster any more.” There was silence and then he asked “Where's Elizabeth?”

“In her room, drawing,” Mum informed him.

“Why hasn't she come downstairs? I know she can hear me.”

“She's giving you space.” Dad told him.

“Space?” Edward asked.

“You didn't give a reason why you left in your note, I’m afraid she put it on herself.” Carlisle answered.

“She thinks I left because of her?” I could hear the anger in his voice and his footsteps coming up the stairs but I continued my drawing as if I didn’t know what was happening until my door slammed open.

I looked up to see my very angry brother, with the red eyes to match.

“Hey Edward, long time, no see. Your looking good, except for the eyes of course.” I acted as if we were still humans and he had never ignored me.

“You think I left because of you?!” He exploded.

“Excuse me I can hear you perfectly fine there is no need to shout,” I said sarcastically trying to control my anger. I could see Mum and Dad at the door behind him.

“Elizabeth Lily Masen!” my brother yelled at me.

That hit a nerve, it was what Mother and Father would say if I had misbehaved but Edward had never said my full name.

“What?!” I shouted, throwing my pencil and pad down. “What else was I supposed to think Edward? You ignore me everyday for nearly a decade after I thought I had lost everything and then you pack your bags and leave. Of course I’m going to blame myself! Somehow I’m not good enough for you because you cant even be bothered to talk to me!”

“I'm doing it for your own good.” He said calmer now, but I wasn't.

“Sometimes what seems good in your eyes is not what's best for the person in question. Did you know this is the first time you have spoken to me willingly in over ten years and its you shouting at me! I lost everything Edward. And then I’m given a second chance and you ignore me. You lost your parents! I lost my whole family because you haven't acted like a brother at all.” I screamed at him before jumping out the window and running of into the night.

I ran for over an hour non-stop. I had to let my anger go before I returned home or there would be another screaming match. I started punching whatever my fist connected with, trees, rocks, mountains anything. I counted about three days before I finally calmed down enough to stop running. I walked to the nearest town and pulled out what money I had on me. I brought a new dress and a mirror before heading back into the woods I ran towards home but stopped halfway back to clean up. I used a small river to clean the dirt off myself and put the dress on before using the mirror to do my hair and check to make sure I looked presentable and then I started to walk home. I knew when I was close because I could smell old trails of my family. As soon as I was close enough Edward was in front of me trying to talk and he didn’t look happy. Anger boiled up inside of me. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath and walked around him, ignoring him completely. I heard him shouting my name but paid no attention as I walked through the back door and there in the living room were my parents.

They looked at me and then Mum threw her arms around me tightly I wrapped my arms around her and hugged her back. She let go and dragged me to the sofa and sat me down.

“You've had us worried sick! A week you have been gone for a week! What do you have to say for yourself.” she asked hysterically.

“ I didn’t think it had been that long. I had...”

“That is still no excuse...”

“Esme let her talk.” Dad said calmly “Then we will punish her.”

“Punishment will not be necessary.” Dad gave me a look and I continued “I had to calm down. I was angry and I thought you might like your house to remain standing so I made a split second reaction and bolted. Thanks to my quick thinking, your house,” I gestured “is still standing whereas half of the forest,” I pointed out of the window “is not.”

“That does not explain why you were gone so long Elizabeth.” Dad sighed.

“Well ten years worth of anger, I’m surprised it wasn’t longer,” I gave Edward my most evil glare.

“Just go to your room Elizabeth.” Dad sighed. I nodded my head and made my way up the stairs. At the top I paused and said.

“I'm sorry for running away, I didn’t mean it.” I heard them sigh before I shut my bedroom door and collapsed on my bed.

While sitting in my room I tried to calm down back into my normal self, once I was mostly there I went to tidy the mess that I made before I left. I picked up my drawing and looked at it, it was of one of my favourite memories, Edward giving me a piggy-back because my legs got tired on a walk. I was about 6 and Edward 8. I had drawn it from an outside perspective so you could see Edward carrying me. I smiled. From where I was kneeling on the ground I didn’t realise that someone had walked up behind me.

“Its very good.” I turned to face the talker.

“Thanks Mum, look I'm...”I was cut off as I was dragged towards my bed.

“I know and I don’t blame you, Edward hasn't made particularly good choices and he brought the consequences upon himself, but you should not have run away, I know you didn’t mean to, and I know you didn’t expect to be so long but it was a bad idea, me and Carlisle worried about you. We noticed you were angry and needed to calm down...” just then Dad walked in holding a large mug in which the contents was steaming slightly, I sniffed and my hand flew to my throat which had began to burn.

“We also noticed,” Dad said sitting the other side of me “That you haven't hunted in a while which would explain why you are so angry.” He handed me the mug which I took and greedily gulped half of it down.

“Thanks,” I could already feel myself calming down and my body relaxing. I took another gulp and rested my head on Dads shoulder. He reached up to stroke my hair. “I'm sorry for making you worry. And I’m sorry for getting angry,”

“Its not us you need to apologise to darling.” Dad said calmly.

“I know.” I drank the last of the blood and made my way downstairs slowly. I reached the living room and Edward was sitting on the sofa. I went and sat next to him.

“Edward I’m sorry for getting angry at you, it was out of order.” I whispered.

“No it wasn’t I deserved it. I shouldn’t have ignored you and I should have acted like a brother. I just felt like a monster.”

“A monster?”

“Yes a monster, I brought you into this life, we cant die and if we can we would go to hell, you will never get to see Mother or Father again. I got Carlisle to change you because I was selfish, I saw you near dead on the floor and I couldn’t think about losing you.”

“I don’t care if I’m damned Edward, I love this life. Yes I miss Mother and Father but I have Carlisle and Esme now they are near enough my parents, the only thing that was missing was you.”

“I'm not going to be missing any more Lizzy, I promise I will be here whenever you need me.”

He pulled me into his arms in a hug and I whispered.

“Don't make promises you don’t know you'll be able to keep.”

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