Hey guys! This story has been in my mind for quite a while. Its'my first fanfic, so please be nice. I'm sorry if the language is bad or the spelling not right. English is not my mother language so if it's too bad just tell me. But I'm really doing my best to make no mistakes. I just love writing in English so I'm trying. Don't ask me why. It is as it is.

I hope you enjoy the story

I don't own Twilight BPOV

I was lying there on my bed. Empty. Feeling nothing. Saying nothing. I had been like this for almost a week. Charlie had been really concerned but I didn't have the strength to pretend to feel good for him.

Suddenly there was a movement on the corner of my eyes near the window. I was at my feet at once thinking that HE had come back. But soon I realized that he didn't come back. That he would never come back.

And with that everything came crushing down on me. I just broke down next to my bed. How could I have let myself be so addicted to him. I knew that I wasn't good enough for him. I should have known from the beginning. How could I believe that someone as perfect as he could possibly love me?

I went back to bed and tried to block everything out to find some rest. It didn't go very well, but after what felt like hours I finally drifted to sleep.

I woke up when Charlie came to check on me in the morning.

"I'm sorry Bella I didn't want to wake you. I just wanted to check on you. I'll go fishing with Billy. You'll be OK?" He said

"It's ok dad. Have fun." I said trying to sound enthusiastic but it didn't work that well. But Charlie was fine with it and closed the door with a slight smile that didn't reach his eyes.

I knew that it was hard for Charlie to see me like this and that hurt me.

I got up and took a shower. After I was dressed I went to the kitchen to find something to eat.

Through the window I could see that it was sunny outside. I had to think of the day Edward and I went to the meadow. That day it was sunny too and he wanted to show me what happened to him in the sum.It was also the day he had kissed me for the first time. My eyes were filling up with tears.

Suddenly there was a knock on the door. I quickly wiped away the tears and made my way to answer the door. And there stood …

I know I'm mean but it's hard for me to get in the story. I kown exactly what it leads to, but it's difficult to write it more detailed. I'll try to write longer chapters in the following.

PLEASE REVIEW I have to know what you're thinking. And I'dlike to know if my language is bearable.