~ Edward Anthony Mason Cullen ~

I watched as the beauty slept in peace. I could not, did not, understand how she could do this. Though I suppose it helped to be as. . .amazing and beautiful as she is. I do not think God, if there were one, could allow such a thing to be like this.

I had to kill her. And I knew it. I just did not want to. She has opened up. . .opened up things I thought could never reopen. However, as I looked at the peaceful beauty sleeping, I realised I should have not foolishly assumed. 

We will get her soon, however. We know where she is at. I ran up and kissed her cheek, before running away before he returned.

~ • 1917 — Before Edward's transformation • ~

~  Unknown ~

The boy watched as his beautiful friend descended the steps. She wore a beautiful red dress. (Imagine it to be red) with her hair up in a magnificent bun, with strands handing out, she wore a beautiful necklace, with a crystal heart. One Edward himself had given her, that she adored so much.

"Bonjour, Edward." she replied kindly, curtsying.

He chuckled bowing back, "Bonjour, Jasabel, how are you?"

"I am fine, are you ready to go to the Valentine's party?"

Edward nodded, smiling, "Let's go Jasabel? I am sure they are awaiting for your beauty."

Jasabel laughed, and together they walked to the party. When they arrived there they gave the man their name. "Now introducing Edward Mason Jr. and Jasabel Justice."

Everyone clapped as they descended the steps. The Prince whom was hosting the party walked up, "Would you do me the honour of dancing, Miss Justice?" he asked as he bowed and kissed her palm.

"I am sorry, Prince Aldrin, but I have promised Edward to give him the first dance." Jasabel replied.

"Perhaps the second dance, then?" Prince Aldrin asked.

"I—"

"Go, Jasabel, do not worry about me." Edward interrupted, unaware of her about to speak.

Jasabel sighed, and Prince Aldrin took her hand, beginning to waltz. "Why is it you are here with him if he is so rude?" he inquired, as he looked into Jasabel's brown eyes.

"Because he and I are best friends. . .and because I love him." Jasabel replied as the walked in a circle. "He is kind. . .charming, admirable, and so much more. I adore men for being themselves, not from being who they believe they should be."

Prince Aldrins smiled, "You described exactly what you are."  Prince Aldrin suddenly looked at someone and the music stopped just as the dance had as well, he got down on one knee. "Miss Jasabel Justice, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife."

Jasabel gasped, "I. . ."

Edward whom had been watching shook his head, turning and leaving. That night. . .exactly when Valentine's was a minute from officially ending, Jasabel was murdered. No one but she and the assassins knew who.

Who had murdered the beautiful, fair, maiden. Who cut her throat as well as pulled out her beautiful, mysterious eyes, that had been so full of life. Who had wrapped a rope around her neck and hung her.

No one knew, they simply guessed it had been Edward Mason Jr. I knew. Just as I knew whom her assassins were, what had been her last thoughts.

“Edward, I love you.”

Three months later Edward was ready to join me as well, I already had his parents, I only awaited him. But I allowed him more time.

Thus, he became a vampire.

~ • Present Time • ~

~ Izzy ~

I looked out, when did it become February 14? The day of Valentine's. Time seemed to slip past me. I looked down at all the happy couples.

Some going on dates, some heading to get their loved one a gift. And some walking the streets, texting their friends.

Whilst I was perched high on a building, wondering what Zayn Malik, Louis Tomlinson, Harry Styles, Liam Payne, and Niall Horan were up to. Wondering what the others I had my were up to—what the Flock were up to.

It had been some time since I had even met Max and Fang. Last I heard they had joined all together. I flew away, towards a cave I recently stayed in. My phone rung and I noticed it was an unfamiliar number, yet still so familiar.

I landed and looked out at the open, as I answered the call. "Hey, Lucy." the voice said. I recognized who it was almost immediately. The guy I had spoke with sometime ago as well, maybe a month or two ago.

Peter.

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Aren't I a stinker? (I watch to much Looney Tunes related things)

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