Zombie and Comforter

Some guy named Sam found her. I didn't have words to thank him as Charlie carried her into the house. I got a glimpse of her, she didn't look like she was seeing anything around her, and she looked dead.

I don't mean like her heart stopped, she's not breathing kind of dead. No, she looked like she had lost everything and couldn't comprehend reality. She looked like she had let her mind drift away in space, or more commonly; the lights are on but nobody's home.

It took a long time before everyone finally left the house. Bella was asleep on the couch and I tried not to cry. I busied myself by cooking, Charlie tried to get me to go to sleep but I refused.

"What was Bella mumbling about earlier? Something about 'him leaving'?" He asked me.

"Edward dumped her, she's in shock," I said simply.

Please take care of her and make sure she moves on

Seriously, what the cheese-its was he thinking?!?!?!

"I knew he was a no good slime-ball," he spat.

"I guess so," I muttered.

The phone rang shrilly.

"Another admirer for the queen," I said, not really meaning the distaste.

Charlie's gaze softened at me as he answered the phone.

"Yeah, she's asleep. Don't worry, I'll have her call you when she get's up to it okay Jacob? Yeah, you too," he said and hung up the phone.

My chest throbbed with pain, even after she had treated him uncivilly, he still wanted her. The urge to cry became stronger but I somehow suppressed the liquid blinding my vision.

"It's alright, you'll get your good times soon," he said and patted my back lightly.

"I have to move out if I want that to happen," I said bitterly.

"Don't talk like that," he protested. We had had this conversation more than once.

"Stop worrying about my life, worry about Bella's. She really loved him, she won't be the same I can promise you that," I said as I liked at the near still lump on the couch.

Charlie nodded and made sure she was fully covered by blankets.

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My predictions were correct; she wasn't like herself at all. She was limp, she didn't eat and I'm sure she didn't sleep. She didn't say a word and I wondered if she lost the ability to speak, she didn't even have the breath to make fun of me.

Sometimes I felt evil and wanted to take advantage of the situation and get back at her but I didn't, that wasn't right.

I couldn't stand having an overly quiet and nice Bella around the house. I couldn't stand the frantic and hourly phone calls about her well-being either. I had to answer those because Bella seemed to forget what a phone was.

Once I even tried waving a hand in front of her face and jumping out unexpectedly, she didn't even blink. There was no emotion on her face at all.

Have you ever met a live stone wall? I have, her name is Isabella Swan and for the third time in my life, I was worried about her.

After about a week went on about this, Charlie snapped. I thought I didn't have patience but I guess Charlie has a shorter fuse than I do.

"If you don't snap out of it then I will send you to Renee!" He told her at the dinner table.

I finally say life behind those eyes and I nearly jumped out of my skin when she spoke up.

"No I'll be fine Charlie, don't send me back!" She protested.

"I will if you continue to be a zombie!" He nearly shouted.

Oh yeah, she had been my scary image of a zombie Bella...it was creepy...

"No! I'll be fine just let me stay!" She yelled with finality.

Then she became more perfect then you can imagine. I mean, she was pretty much ignored but she never said an unkind word, she had the perfect grades, you name it!

Every night I would sometimes catch her crying and then I would sneak into her room and let her stain my shirt with her tears. I would let her blubber into my shoulder and I would be like a mother to a child who has just woken up from a nightmare. I would hush her and hold her until she gained control and leave her to her space.

She never returned the favor though...I didn't want anyone to see. She was having a tougher time than I was and she needed the comfort more than I did...