A/N This is my first fan fiction, it's a Twilight based one as I am a huge twi-hard. I am hoping this will be updated weekly, but it might take longer depending on how much time I have and how much I want to write. So here is the first chapter.
Disclaimer: Twilight belongs to Stephenie Meyer and so do all the characters.
Enjoy!
"You're the best friend that I ever had
I've been with you such a long time" - Queen
Gone
Bella POV
Gone. He was gone.
As I sat in my empty house in Seattle I looked back on my childhood with Jacob; my best friend. I thought about how we had shared so many special moments together; when we started school in our small town of Forks, I was a nervous wreck, but Jacob was there for me. When my mum left me and Charlie when I was 6, Jacob was there for me and when I graduated from high school, Jacob was there supporting me, like had been all my life.
So now that Jacob was gone I couldn't allow myself to move on.
I got the call from my dad, Charlie this morning and I had convinced myself that he was lying, my brain wouldn't process the news that Jacob, my best friend, my rock was gone. Just like that, he had slipped through my fingers.
He was cliff diving down at the Quileute reservation and when he jumped he hadn't jumped out far enough and landed head first on the beach and he died instantly. It was better that way, he wouldn't suffer and he wouldn't feel pain.
"Bells." My Dad called from the porch. I loved my dad he was such a kind, caring man and he knew that when he came in it would be best to leave me to drown in my sorrows.
As I opened the door I realised I wasn't the only one that was in ruins, my dad of all people was crying. My dad never showed his emotions, not since my mum left.
"Dad, he's really gone." I croaked. I still couldn't process the thought it seemed so surreal.
"I Know Bells, I can't believe it. He was such a good kid." I pulled him into a tight hug and sobbed freely on his shoulder. "Are you going to go to the funeral? It's on Friday?" My dad croaked. I had to go it would serve as some closure, it would make it real.
"You shouldn't have to ask. He's been there all my life and I am going to be there for him, that's what he would have wanted."I managed to choke out, but more tears came. "I was so lucky to have him." He was like the brother I never had.
"I know Bells, I know." Charlie replied reassuringly through a sob.
Just then the rain started and we moved into the living area, I offered Charlie a cup of tea but he turned it down saying he had to get back to Forks and help Billy with the funeral. Then it hit me, "LEAH!" I gasped. She must be in pieces.
I had never been fond of Leah she was a bitch to put it bluntly, but Jake had managed to find something special in her. She was a beautiful girl. She had sleek, black, shoulder length hair and she was around 5 ft 10". She had the same copper tone to her skin as Jacob had.
"Bella, Leah is not in a fit state to see anyone at the moment, I think it would be better if we talked about something else."Charlie recommended. Of course she would be distraught, that probably didn't cover her feelings. She and Jake had been ready to wed in September, two months from now.
Jake popped the question in March and Leah was overjoyed and since then they had been planning for their big day. Luckily nothing had been bought or the wedding because Leah wouldn't want to return it.
"Oh, okay. Are you sure you don't want a drink?" I asked again just to make sure. Charlie was one of those people that didn't tell people what he wanted or liked. My mum had made him insecure and scared to speak up, she always told him what to do and how to do it.
"No, I'm going to hit the road, it's a long drive back to Forks." He answered with a grave tone to his voice. I didn't want him to leave, but Billy was his best friend and he had to be there for him
"At least let me make you something to take with you." I had always worried about Charlie. He doesn't have any company at home and he isn't the best of cooks either, but Leah's mum Sue has been looking after him and I can see that my dad has deep feelings for her, but he won't admit them.
"Always a worrier, Bells. I can call into the supermarket off the highway and get something, you don't need to make me anything." Charlie told me, but I got up and dragged my feet the kitchen and made him some sandwiches to take with him. "Bells you shouldn't have bothered. Sue is making dinner tonight so I won't starve." Charlie assured me.
"I just don't want you to pay a fortune for a sandwich at the shops when I can make you one here." I told him, he could be so stubborn sometimes.
"Thank you. I'm going to go now. I'll see you on Friday."
I waved at him as he left in the cruiser. It was just me and my conscience now. I mulled over today and all the craziness as I got ready for bed. It wasn't even that late, but I just wanted to put today behind me.
I kept dreaming of being trapped in a room with people banging on the exterior walls. I looked for doors but there were none. I called for Jake but he never came. I was alone. Luckily I awoke in the middle of the night before the dream got any worse. No dream could be worse than reality right now and that scared the shit out of me. When I fell back asleep I had the same dream again, but I was in a smaller room and the walls were closing in on me. I was going to die alone.
This was going to be a long week.
