I'M BACK!! I just finished Changes today and I was bored so I wrote! YAY!
BPoV
15 YRS OLD
I was hanging out in my room, reading Jane Eyre, when Jasper knocked, looking sick.
I frowned and jumped off my bed and went to stand in front of him. "Jasper? Jazz? Are you okay?" I asked worriedly, placing my hand on his arm. This
was unlike Jasper. My brother was four years older than me, 19, and he was never scared. Right now, he looked terrified.
He looked at me, his eyes wild. "Bella...That phone call...it was the police." He told me. My eyes widdened.
"Why? What did they want?" I asked hurriedly. My voice cracked and jumped one octave.
He didn't answer for a couple seconds. Then he said, "They said...Bella, mum and dad are dead. They were in a car crash in Port Angeles."
My eyes widdened and I stumbled back a couple steps. "No. You're wrong. They lied. Mum and dad are fine." I stammered blankly. They couldn't be dead.
They said they'd see me tonight. They weren't dead. In a couple minutes they would walk through the door, laughing, as usual. They'd call our names to
tell us they were home...
Jasper shook his head. "They didn't lie, Bells."
"Then you're lieing!" I screamed at him. Tears started running down my cheeks. "You're lieing! I don't believe you!"
Jasper took a step towards me, arms extended. I pushed him away. "Get out! Get out, get out, get out!" I kept screaming. Tears were streaming down my
face, making stains on my cheeks.
"No." Jasper said firmly. He wrapped me in a hug, not letting me go. I struggled at first, but then I calmed down, and clutched him tighter to me, crying into
his shirt and taking fistfulls of it into my clenched fists. I sobbed uncontrolably. Jasper shushed me gently. My sobs turned into hiccups and I relaxed slightly.
"It's going to be okay, Bella." Jasper whispered. "I promise." He kissed my forehead. "I need to call Carlisle and Esme. They deserve to know." With that he
left my room, walking in a slow, dreamlike motion. I heard him tread heavily down the stairs and pick up the phone to call them. Esme and Carlisle were like
family to us, like our aunt and uncle. They were my best friend's parents.
My phone chose that moment to ring.
I'm bringing sexy back
Them other boys don't know how to act
I think it's special what's behind your back
So turn around and i'll pick up the slack.
Take em' to the bridge
I recognized Emmett's ring tone with a shaky laugh and opened the phone, wipping away the tears from my cheeks.
Hey
Hows it going this fine afternoon?
Wanna come hang out?
~Em
I snorted.
Hey
This afternoon is a load of bullshit.
Yeah. Come pick me up. Now.
*Bella*
I pressed send. Emmett wasn't my age, he was Jasper's age, and they'd met in school. He'd come to hang out once and we'd met then. We became best friends
immeadiately. Both of us were serious pranksters and loved a laugh.
Im on my way right now.
Are you okay?
No sign off. That's when you know he's worried.
Good.
No. Im not.
He didn't text back. Which was good, I suppose, because he was driving. I threw myself back on my thick comforter and closed my eyes. I layed there for a minute
or two before getting up and fixing my ruffled hair. Then I threw on my blue jacket and went downstairs. Jasper was sitting on the couch in the living room, his face
in his hands. I pulled the sleeves on my jacket down so they covered my cold hands and sat next to him. Putting my arm around his hunched shoulders and leaning
against him. He wrapped his arms around me and hid his face in the crook of my neck. Jasper had been much closer to mum and dad than I had. I could only imagine
how this felt to him.
"It's going to be okay," I told him what he'd told me. "I promise."
Jasper chuckled once. He straightened up and glanced at my jacket. "Are you going somewhere?" He asked me.
I nodded. "Emmett will be here in a couple minutes. I'm going to his house. You wanna come? We'll probably just play stuff like Guitar Hero on the Wii.
Jasper sniffed and nodded. "Yeah, I'll come."
Emmett came in then, casually opening the door and coming to sit on the chair next to the couch, like he did it all the time.
Well...he did.
Then he took in our faces and postures. "What happened?" He asked immeadiately. Jasper just shook his head and went upstairs to get his jacket, I assumed. I
turned to Emmett.
"Mum and dad were in a car crash," I whispered. "They didn't make it."
Emmett's eyes widdened. "Oh God." He whispered as well. "Bella...I'm so sorry." He came to sit next to me and hugged me tightly. I hugged him back.
Jasper came back downstairs with his jacket. "Let's go." He said. Emmett and I nodded and we got into Emmett's jeep outside.
Jasper sat in back with me. "Carlisle and Esme said they would help us with funeral arrangements." He told me.
I nodded. "Good. Cause we can't do this on our own."
"You won't be on your own." Emmett interrupted. "You know Mom and Dad and I are here for you."
"We know." I smiled at Emmett.
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