Story: I'm Not Really Your's Which Makes Me Alone

Pairing: Isabella&Jacob

What's going on: Edward is long gone. So are the rest of the Cullens. Bella choose Jacob instead of Edward and regrets it and Charlie has just died. Bella is now 35.

One Shot

I could hear the rain hitting our skylight. Mixed with the noise of the shower coming from our bathroom, and the soft sound of the radio playing a classical song. I hum to the music adding to the noise of our clock. Tic Toc. It's time to go. We're late.

I pick my self off of our queen bed and walk softly to the bathroom. I hear the shower turn off as I step into the steamy room. When the steam fades I see Jacob wrapped in a towel, water dripping down his toned chest. His face lights up as he sees me. I smile back then look down at my now damp socks.

"It's time to go." I say still looking down.

"Ok Bella. I'll be down in a sec." His voice is not as light and chipper as usual. He's just upset about Charlie's death as I am. I nod my head slowly and turn and walk out of the bathroom making a wet trail from my socks. I sit down on my bed and take then off not bothering to put another pair on. I slip on my black flats in stead and walk down stairs making a soft patting noise against our wooden floor.

I reach our front door and lean my head against it. The crash comes back to me. I see my dad's car flipped over him dead inside it. I can remember Jacobs tight arms around me as I sobbed seeing the ambulance wrap my father up on a stretcher putting a white blanket over him. I screamed for them to recheck him. He can't be dead I kept yelling at them. But Jacob held me back from getting any nearer.

I wake up from my memory and let my tears fall from my eyes not caring if I'm ruining my makeup. It doesn't matter. There's no one to look nice for anymore.

I hear Jacob's heavy footsteps come down the stair and he comes into view as he rounds the corner. As soon as he sees me he rushes me into his arms and stokes my hair whispering to me that he loves me. But it makes me feel worse. Because I know if I whisper back that I love him it will be a lie. Every time I tell him I love him my guilt grows. And so does my sadness. There's no one left for me in the world. Now that my father's dead I'm all alone. Jacob's strong arms can't protect me from these feelings. I can't even protect myself.

"I love you too." I whisper back. It's time to go to the funeral. There's no point in confessing to him now. I want to see my father for the last time. I can't be late.

I hear the clock again. Tic Toc .The noise wakes me up from my daze.

I really am alone. No ones here to save me.

I know that was really weird. I just wanted to write a one shot for Twilight and couldn't think of anything else to write. Bugger. Anyways review if you want! I'm always up for tips. Thanks for reading.

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