Hey people this is my new story it is full of drama and some funny moments, comfort and of course love. So love it, hate it I don't care just enjoy it.
I stared at myself in the mirror as I brushed my hair.
Come on Bella you can do this. You can withstand anything, you're strong enough too. Who am I kidding I can't do this. My best friend is dead and I am still alive. I shouldn't be alive, I should be dead and this should be my funeral today. Tears welled up in my eyes.
Jake is dead. I just couldn't wrap myself around it. I was there when it happened I was clung to him on the motorcycle when we crashed. I woke up two weeks later with a broken leg but Jake didn't. I should be dead my heart shouldn't be beating. The thought of taking my own life flickered across my brain.
Jake wouldn't want that though Bella. You don't want to hurt anyone else. But why shouldn't I it's the only way to get rid of the agony and suffering, and the sadness.
I wiped away my tears. He's dead. He's dead and is never coming back, but it just can't be true.
"He can't be dead, he can't be dead," I chanted "JAKE. CAN'T BE DEAD!" I threw the wooden brush at the mirror and the glass shattered as I fell to the floor. I didn't care that my leg was in pain, it didn't really make me feel different "Jake can't be dead," I wailed.
But he was. He was gone
Did you guys like it? now I cried writing the first two chapters sorry if you think it is really moody and yes you can call me a crybaby