Rays of sunshine snuck through the gaps of my thin purple blind, I groaned and pulled myself further into my duvet to shield my eyes. ''Bella! Bella get out of that bed and come downstairs!'' Charlie screamed up the stairs. Gheeze, no need to shout.. I thought to myself as I peeled the duvet back from my clammy body. I hadn't realised how hot the weather had become, I was completely unaware of the month we were currently in so I had no idea whether it was supposed to be warm or if it was just a one off. I climbed out of bed and put my robe on, as I was coming down the stairs I heard Charlie talking to someone, great. ''I need to talk to you so don't think about sulking back off into bed, go wait for me in the living room please Bella.'' Charlie demanded, I was about to argue back but the look he gave me warned me that it probably wouldn't be the smartest idea. I walked to the living room wondering what it was that was so important that couldn't wait, until suddenly I was yanked out of my thoughts at the sight of my living room being a complete different colour to the last time I was in here.
''wait- wha- when?'' I stuttered confused. I knew that it had been a while since I came to sit in the living room, but I hadn't realised Charlie had completely redecorated. When did he find time to do this? How long did it take him? Why didn't he tell me, or ask for my help? Or more importantly, how long haven't I been in here for? It only felt like a couple of weeks ago I was sitting here with him.. I shivered at my last thought and went to sit on the sofa. Charlie came in wearing a big smile on his face, mood swing much I thought as he sat down opposite me.
''Bells, look I'm worried about you okay? I'm trying my best, but I don't know what else I can do to make you happy again after...'' He trailed off shifting uncomfortably in his chair.
''Dad, I'm fine. I don't need looking after I'm 19 years old not 9. Just stop pestering me and I'll be a lot happier.'' I snapped at him, instantly feeling bad when his expression changed to an overwhelming sadness. ''Dad, I'm not saying that I don't appreciate it, everything you've tried to do for me over the past year, but honestly, im okay.'' I encouraged to try to find a better reaction.
''Bella, you're not 'okay' in any sort of way, ever since Edwa-
''DON'T'' I warned. Charlie sighed but continued.
''Ever since he left, you've been a mess. He left you broken and you've not bothered to put the pieces back together Bella, I need you to try. I know he hurt you, and you're obviously still hurting but you need to try to move on. You've been moping around since the day he left, it's been over a year now Bella and your still isolating yourself from everyone and everything, you can't carry on like this honey, it isn't healthy nor is it helping you.'' He looked at me sadly, his eyes were glistening with tears and his cheeks rosy red. I could tell this little speech took him a large amount of courage, so I decided I'd be nice about the situation rather than scream and cry and make him feel worse.
''Okay fine... I acknowledge that fact that I'm a little different, yes I'm a little hurt, yes I sulk a little but Dad, I'm not 'broken'. I replied hesitantly, not really knowing what to say. Charlie scoffed and raised an eyebrow. Teary one minute and sarcastic the next, typical man. I thought to myself sourly, though I think he knew what I was thinking as his face fell and he became soft and sad again.
''Bella, sweetie, you've barely left your bedroom, you barely eat, you barely talk, you barely do anything at all but sit in that chair and stare out the window. I hear you at night you know, crying to yourself in bed, crying about him. If you're not broken then I don't know what you are, but you aren't normal. He glanced up at my face and looked even more uncomfortable than before. I looked down at the floor, completely unsure about what to say to him. I needed to tell him but I couldn't talk, my throat developed a lump in it which made it difficult to swallow, my eyes welled up. I closed my eyes trying to rid them from the tears when I felt Charlie's arms wrap round my shoulders and pull me into a tight hug, I buried my head into him, uncomfortable, but grateful for the display of affection.
''Wanna know why I've not fixed myself? Why I've left me broken? I asked as I looked up at him, tears falling from my eyes.
He sighed ''Of course I do''
I've not fixed myself because I don't know how to, I don't know what I'm supposed to do, or how I'm supposed to do it. I feel so alone and all I want is Edward. I love him Dad, and he's gone, he's never coming back. I love him so much and I feel like I can't live without him, I feel like I want to die.'' At the last word my voice cracked and I started sobbing loudly. I felt Charlie stiffen at my last few words, I knew he must be in shock, but I was too upset to care.

I woke up to darkness. I was in my bed, Charlie must have put me here once i'd fallen asleep. I thought about the conversation I had with him that day, how awkward it had been for the pair of us, but how relieved I felt about him knowing how I really felt.

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