World Through Blank Eyes

[Edward's point of view]

I was standing behind Asami. I could see Enzo ,and who surprised me was Nixon. Nixon was there too. My 5 years old brother who is now 15 years old.

I froze there as if I had no emotions in me. I stared at both of them with what seemed on the outside emotionless, but the truth, it was a lake of emotions flowing in me all at once.

I was going crazy. They both were there at that moment, both of them standing there, and I was their brother who seemingly did not care.

It felt like everyone was looking at me; waiting for me to welcome them, but I was not able to control myself. How should I speak to them. It was hard for me to speak. It was hard for me to move. It was hard for me to be me; to be the Edward everyone knew.

I was not full of myself and I looked up to people. I really respected them, and tried to understand what they went through.

If only I could've moved then, and approached them without anyone giving me those looks. I did not like the looks they were giving but the me then did not care. Did not care about anyone; did not care even about me. Left me on hold all the time, because...

I loved both of them.

They did not know. They could not know, for the inner me(s) won't allow it. They rejected them. They did not like them?

"You were called crazy remember."

"They did not believe you."

"How can you forgive them?"

"I... We tell you to give them up. They are of no use!"

"They are really not neat nor are they clean. Unlike you."

"But... I love both of them... Enzo... Nixon...This brother is sorry..."