Disclaimer: I don't own Twilight. Stephenie Meyer does.

AN: It's the first fan fiction I write in English so I'm sorry for any errors that it may have.(I'm Portuguese) But give it a chance. Read and don't forget to review it. I would love to know what you think of it. Be nice ;)

BPOV

He never had the chance to comfort me.

He never had the chance to eat that pit of chocolate ice cream with me.

He never had the chance to sit with me in the old sofa under the ratty blanket and see some stupid movie.

He never had a chance of graduating.

We never had a chance to go, all three of us together, to prom, just like the pact we had made.

We never had the chance to get drunk after that.

We never had the change to decide on the same college applications.

We never had the chance to finally drive Emmett's old Chevrolet, he was restoring and sing at the top of our lungs to some popular music while the wind blew in our hairs.

We never had the chance to go on the planned road trip for the summer.

Most importantly we never had the chance to grow and old together, all three of us, just like we promise ourselves when we first met on 5th grade.

The three of us, in mere seconds, turned into only two.

When I woke up that morning I knew it was not going to be a good day. The sunlight that graced me every day in the sunny Florida was replaced by a weak light that peeked through the heavy dark clouds outside. I should have known the stormy weather was a sign for something darker.

I woke up later than I should have. Today I had a biology test on first period and the fact that I had spent the night before smoking up weed with one of my two best friends didn't help one bit. That was our routine, once a week, on a Wednesday, Jared would get some weed and we would all share a joint by the arid hills looking over the city lights. We never got in trouble nor would we give it much importance. It was some precious hours where we would just simply relax and forget who and where we were. "It's the reward, for enduring the first part of the week and an incentive, for getting through the rest of it." As Emmett would always say.

Since 5th grade me, my brother Emmett and Jared were inseparable. I was lost and scared on my first day of school because Emmett, a year older than me, was running late from his previous class. A peculiar boy who had around my age came up to me and tried to sooth me. I didn't know him and he didn't know me but he still tried to calm me. He also gave me the school tour although he was as lost as me. Making me company until brother old dear arrived, he asked me every possible question with a smile on his face. He had a scar on his dark right eyebrow, a mess of dirty blond curls, brown eyes and a huge smile on hi face. He had the face of veiled trouble. The moment Emmett finally appeared he gave the evil eye to poor Jared who I thought was going to abandon me given the already big stature of my brother. Neither I nor Emmett were expecting a response.

"I think it's unfair to be so rude to the person that kept your sister from having a panic attack on her first day in the middle of school while you were trying to get a kiss from some girl by your locker. If it wasn't for me Bella would still be standing with a scared look on her face trying to think of a way to escape her fate. So my name is Jared and I think you own an apology to your little sister." Jared accused with a defiant look on his face waiting for what he demanded.

Emmett was gaping at the courage of the kid. I was blushing like the awkward girl that I still am while my eyes darted from one boy's face to the other waiting to see who was going to break the stare first.

Emmett finally broke and admitted his mistake. Not a common occurrence.

"I'm sorry Bells" he sighed.

"It's ok…" I could never stay mad at Emmett.

Needless to say that with the new found respect the boys had to each other, the friendship easily evolved and turned in something as strong as blood. The trio always stood together for the pranks and the detentions, for the good and the bad. We were so close that Emmett made everything possible thing to get behind in his year so that he could take it with us. That's why in the 7th grade he made some lame attempt of a back flip that resulted in both his arms broken as well as his left leg. He got what he wanted, repeat the year with us, miss classes, watch television all day, and eat large doses of food. Doing all of this without moving a muscle. So we spent the afternoons doing our homework by his side and feeding him gummy bears that he had stashed under his bed, all the while listening to him complaining that he couldn't play Xbox. Emmett was always big for his age which made other people uncomfortable due to that bulky look, but he's actually a softy. Even now, with his 6'foot and 4 inches he's just a huge teddy bear with a great sense a humour who tends to speak before thinking, which, usually only gets him into trouble.

But despite all that Emmett thought he needed to be on his own and spend some quality time with our father. So he left us in the warmth of Phoenix to go spend the last year of high school in Forks, a little town in the state of Washington. Our parents, Renee and Charlie, divorced when we were still in kindergarten and we parted right after that with our mother. We were the result of a young marriage that ended as fast as it began. Charlie still loved Renee but after we left he never saw her again. She would send us for a month in the summer but the rest of our communication was resumed to a phone call every month.

As expected the biology test went as wrong as it could get. As I read the first question I could only think "Fuck!" and so it continued. Only with the exception of a few ones that I remembered from the things I had read early in the week. I knew that trying to finish biology early wasn't a good decision. I was hopping to get it done quickly so that I could have more free time to prepare my college applications but that mission turned sour. "Stupid Jared and his theory that Emmett wanted us to get high for him. What did Emmett care? He was far away! And he surely couldn't get me out of this mess." I thought as I tried to answer as much questions as possible. When the teacher started to collect the pieces of papers that determined our lives I looked around the classroom looking for the genius that got me high last night. Of course he didn't show up. God knows how hard it was for me to get out of bed this morning. The proof was still in my bloodshot eyes.

Where the fuck are you? U missed the biology test and abandoned me in this hell! Thanks a lot – B.

By the end of the day Jared still hadn't reply and I was so down that all a wanted to do was cry. Without him I was alone in the middle of fake faces to overanalyse everything that happened. I was disappointed with myself. The fact that started to rain outside combined with being that time of the month wasn't helping my shaky mood.

As soon as last period was over I bolted home, seeking for some comfort but as soon as I stepped inside I knew I wasn't going to get it. Renee was once again out with Phil, her latest boyfriend and Emmett was too far away. I never thought I would miss him so much but the deafening silence that swallowed the house was rubbing is absence in my face. My hormones couldn't hold back any longer. Tears started to run down my cheeks as I reached for the phone to call Jared. I needed company.

"Yes?" His groggy voice answering the phone.

"Jared…" my voice cracked with a sob.

"Bella???" He was fully awake now. "What happened? What's wrong?" And panicking, by the sound of it. Just like Emmett he was very protective of me. It was like having two over reacting fathers making up for Renee's free spirit.

"I…You didn't show up…and I…" another sob interrupted me.

"I'm sorry honey, after last night I couldn't get out of bed. But tell me Bells, what happened? Did someone hurt you?" That last phrase was said with such anger that I felt silly for calling him just because I had a bad day.

"No…It' just…" Now I was embarrassed and my voice was just above a whisper.

"God damitt Bella. Tell me what's wrong! You're worrying me."

"I'm sorry. I screw up in biology…and you weren't at school…and I really miss Em…" I heard him sigh in relief not letting me finish.

"Sorry for getting you into trouble with the weed and all. It was a bad idea to smoke all of that by ourselves. And I'm sorry about today, I didn't mean to leave you alone in that jungle." He knew that without Emmett we only had each other there, and that fact bothered me. "It was only a month ago that Emmett went way, Bella. You can't possibly miss that big annoying kid." He tried to make a joke out of it but both of us knew how much Emmett was missed.

"The problem is that I really do miss him. In all my life I only spent one week apart from him and that was on summer camp. The silence is killing me. All I can hear is the rain splashing in the windows and the first thing that comes to mind is that Emmett would probably be dancing around naked outside." I smile at the stupidity that my old brother could come up with.

"Yeah I know…I miss him too." He admitted. "Hang still I will be there in 20. Chocolate brownie or mint chocolate?"

"It's pouring outside. You can't leave in this rainstorm. I'm better now. I just needed someone to talk to for a bit." I reassured him.

"Chocolate Brownie or Mint Chocolate? I'm not gonna ask again, Bella!" He knew me too well. After him and Emmett, Ben & Jerry were my closest friends. And I could tell by his voice ton he was not going to back down. So I chose the Chocolate Brownie.

"I will be there in a heartbeat. You better have the door opened for me because I'm not about to wet all my clothes." He laughed and hung up.

I sighed and put the phone down, making my way to the front porch. This boy spoiled me, just like Emmett, and I was so used to it that I just didn't protest anymore. As I took a sit on the first step of the covered porch the first lightning crossed the black sky followed by a loud roar. I shivered from the fresh wind and a feeling that something was wrong overtook me. Twenty minutes went by and Jared still hadn't appeared in his old Volkswagen. Twenty turned into thirty and the bad feeling was getting stronger. I tried to blame it on my period and swinging hormones but there was no use. I started pacing around the porch, impatient for him to get here. My eyes were glued to the beginning of the road, waiting for him to take the turn but I could see nothing through the curtain of pouring water. I knew Renee was safe with Phil, but Jared was alone inside his piece of shit of a car in the middle of a rainstorm.

I could see now a set of headlights coming this way, Jared' set, but it wasn't the only ones I saw. Even through the sound of rain falling hard over the rooftop, the sound I heard next will be forever engraved in my mind. The screeching sound of the breaks combined with the crash of glass and metal turned off the headlights that guided part of my life. It wasn't like the movies, where things seem to go in slow motion. It was the very opposite, everything happened in slow flashes of light, rain, screams and blood, but every little detail was noticed.

Jared never saw the other car heading his way. It caught him on the driver side with such a force that the door fell to ground. The moment I saw the car head his way an adrenaline rush took my body and I ran towards what was about to happen. I couldn't let it happen, I couldn't loose Jared, I just simply couldn't. There was nothing I could do, I certainly couldn't stop the cars from crashing into one another, I just had to get to him as fast as I could. The cars crashed before my eyes and for a few seconds I paralysed. But my mission was to get to Jared, make sure he was alright and take care of him, like he had always taken care of me, like a brother.

When I got to him all I could see was blood. His head was pending forward, his once blond curls were stuck to his head in a mesh of blood, his clothes were torn and every inch of his skin covered in cuts. Seeing my best friend, one that I considered family turned into a pulp broke me inside. The once gorgeous boy was nowhere to be found. I quickly took the seatbelt off and cupped his face in my hands. He was still breathing but very shallowly. His name was coming out of my mouth like a loud chant willing him to open his eyes and talk to me. But what felt like hours passed by and he still wouldn't react. The rain was still pouring down and people started to gather around trying to see and help but I didn't let them get near him. Someone said the ambulance was on its way but I wasn't able to pay any attention to what was happening around me. All I could concentrate was on Jared as I squeezed his bloody hands. I could feel his week pulse and for the first time in my life I prayed. For him, for me and everyone he couldn't leave behind. While I sobbed with my head buried in his lap I kept waiting for a miracle but the only thing that happen was a glimpse of life that rapidly was taken away from me.

"Bella" a weak whisper came from Jared and my head snapped to look at his face. He was struggling to open his eyes.

"Stay with me please, just stay with me Jared…"I desperately pleaded tightening my grip on his hand. His eyes finally opened to me and in that moment I regretted the wish for him to open his eyes. I could see him suffering, he was tired and sad. I could see him slowly given up.

"Don't you dare Jared William Stroke. Don't you dare leave me alone…Don't give up…" What were meant to be orders came out as pleas. The sobs rocked my body and broke my voice but I kept talking to him with the hope that he would resist long enough for the paramedics to arrive.

The intensity of his love for me was reflected in his eyes and I could only hope he would see the same feeling reflected in mine. But as fast the intensity came it was gone. The life was fleeing his eyes and I panicked. I shook him and yelled but the only thing he offered me was a final squeeze of his hand and a whispered I'm sorry before his eyes turned glassy. I didn't notice the ambulance sirens or the people around me; I just clutch his lifeless body to mine, trying to convey him something. The paramedics came and yanked me from him while I kicked and screamed. There was nothing they could do and they were taking him away from me.

I didn't notice the cold or how soaked I was until someone draped a blanked over my shoulders and guided me to the back of an ambulance. The rain was still falling, the lightning was still illuminating the sky every now and then, and the sound of the thunder was echoing in the street, making me cringe every time. I couldn't tear my eyes away from Jared, I was still innocently hoping for the miracle I asked. But no one listened.

My body shook from the cold, from the sobs that never ceased, from the pain and from the fear. I watched as they gave up on CPR and took him out of the car. His body was there but his soul long gone. I couldn't look when they stuffed him on one of those black body bags, it just seemed something taken out of a movie and I refused to see the reality in it.

Somewhere along the way Renee showed up and took me back home. I don't recall what she said or what the police asked me. Neither being led home nor carried to the bathroom. The one thing I remember was my image in the bathroom mirror. A disarray of a girl was staring back at me. She was covered in blood and the mascara was smudge across her cheeks. Her hair was stick to her forehead and dripping red water. Her eyes were bloodshot and puffy. They reflected the agonizing pain and guilt that her body wasn't able to express. I only realized that she was actually me when in the shower I saw the blood tinged water running down the drain. Everything of that night replayed in my head with such a force that the last of my energies ran out and I blacked out on the bathtub floor.

Stay with me for a while
Stay with me and I'll smile
Never leave and you'll see
Stay with me, will you please?

The Mitch Hansen Band "Stay With Me"