AN: This is my first ever fan fic story. I know it's very short but I'm new to this. Any input would be greatly appreciated. BPOV during New Moon after Edward leaves. I don't own Twilight or any of SM's amazing characters.
Love, life, meaning... over. ~ Bella Swan
I don't pick up the mail
I don't pick up the phone
I don't answer the door
I'd just as soon be alone
I don't keep this place up
I just keep the lights down
I don't live in these rooms
I just rattle around
"Thank you so much for coming Renee. I don't know what to do, she's like a zombie. The doctor said maybe I should have her put in the hospital." I heard my fathers voice. Talking to Renee? Was mom really here? Did Charlie want me to leave? I can't leave Forks now. They can't make me go! If I leave now it will be like he never existed at all. Even if all I have is my memories that's still better than nothing.
I'm just a ghost in this house
I'm just a shadow upon these walls
As quietly as a mouse I haunt these halls
I'm just a whisper of smoke
I guess in the back of my mind I always knew that this had to end. I knew that he couldn't really love me, that I just wasn't good enough for him. I just didn't want to admit to myself that he would eventually grow tired of me and want to leave. I don't blame him, I could never blame him. I blame myself for not being good enough for him.
I'm all that's left of two hearts on fire
That once burned out of control
You took my body and soul
I'm just a ghost in this house
Nothing, I felt nothing anymore. He was gone and if I let myself feel anything I knew it would only be pain. I could pretend, for Charlie, I would go out with friends and let him think I was better. I wasn't, I was just numb.
I heard his voice! I know I must be crazy but I heard his voice. Doing something reckless, something dangerous, lets me hear him. I'll do anything to hear his voice again. Anything.
I don't care if it rains
I don't care if it's clear
I don't mind staying in
There's another ghost here
Jacob. My personal sun, here to pick up the pieces and put me back together. Of course I'll never be whole again because Edward left a hole in me that nobody will ever be able to fill. But Jacob holds me together, he keeps the pain at bay. Just far enough that it doesn't hurt all the time.
He sits down in your chair
And he shines with your light
And he lays down his head
On your pillow at night
Jacob is my best friend and I love him, I truly do, but I'm not in love with him. He helps ease the pain that Edward left. Could I let myself be with him, let myself love him? Will he ever be more than just a friend?