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BPOV

"Bella, are you up yet? We need to talk." Charlie calls up to me.

"Yeah, dad. I'll be out in a minute" I slowly pull my hair up in a ponytail and mistakenly catch my reflection in the mirror. 'Gosh, what's happened to me?' I look like a ghost or something. My eyes have dark circles under them, I'm paler than normal and my hair is fragile and lifeless. I want to cry, seeing how ugly I've become. I can't help it though. I can't stop thinking about he who remains nameless. I still can't believe that he's gone. I feel like he died. Almost wish he had, because then at least I would know why he hasn't returned. I feel like I'm stuck in quicksand. The more I struggle, the more I sink into it...

I take one more quick look at myself in the mirror. I take a deep breath and turn off the light. I better go see what Charlie wants. He's probably just telling me that he's going fishing with Billy.

"Yeah, dad?" I say as I walk down the stairs. He's sitting in the kitchen and looks up at me and stares. He looks like he's about to cry. He's breaking my heart. My daddy should never cry because of me.
"Bells, this has got to stop." His voice broke as he said this.

"Dad, what are you talking about?" Of course I know what he's talking about, but I don't know what to do. I know I can't keep going on like this...

"This-this, whatever this is, Bella. I know you're upset about Edward and his family leaving, but you have got to move on. This isn't living." I sit there watching him. My heart is breaking and it's taking everything in me not to lash out at him "I talked to your mother and she wants you to move in with her and Phil." I try to cut him off, but holds up his hand, saying that he isn't finished. "Now kid, I don't want you to, but your mother is being persistent. I talked her into giving you a few more weeks to make a change, but if you don't start moving on with life... I'm going to have to insist you move to Florida." I can't hold in now. The tears are coming.

"Dad, n-no no! You can't make me move. I don't want to. This isn't fair. Please, please don't make me move away." I practically throw myself at my dad. Sobbing into his shoulder.

"Then you have to make an effort to move on Bella. I don't want you to move kid. I just got you back, but I can't keep seeing you waste away like this."

"I'll change dad. I'll do better. I promise! I promise!" I look up at him. I know I have to change. I know I can't go on living like I have been. I'm just a shell of my old self and I feel like at any second I will shatter into a million pieces. Charlie wraps his arms around me, holding me firm to him. After a few seconds he breaks the silence.

"I spoke with Billy this morning and I don't want you to get upset with me, but I told Billy what is going on and he wants you to go visit with him and Jacob this morning. I have to go into work today or else I would insist on a father daughter day. I just don't want you to be here alone and besides Billy and Jacob miss you. Please, go see them today."

"Jacob?" He never even crossed my mind. I forgot about him. He's always been really nice to me.

"He's a real good kid, Bells. You need a good and supportive friend in your life right now and I feel like that friend could be him. Go talk to him. See how it goes."

"Okay dad, I'll go see them today" I try to smile at my dad, but I'm sure it was more like a grimace. My dad smiles right back at me. This pleased him. I don't know what's going to happen, but I can't keep doing this to myself.

"Sounds good kid. They're expecting you, so get going. I'll see you later tonight." He hugs me one last time and I get up and hold my head high and walk out to my truck. I need to do this. I need to be around people again. I just really hope this works. I don't know what I'll do if it doesn't.

I climb into my old, rusty, beast of a truck and head towards La Push. This is going to be good. I need this. At least I will keep telling myself that. It's weird, it's like I know I'm around people all day at school, but I feel...alone. No one understands what I'm going through and I can't talk to anyone about him, because they will never understand. Maybe this is why I can't move on, I can't be honest with anyone and I want to talk to someone. Anyone, but I can't. I know I can't.

I'm almost to Jacob's house. He must have heard me coming down the road, because he's outside waiting for me. I barely stop and have the car in park, when my door is ripped open and I am dragged out and engulfed by two strong arms. Jacob. Why didn't I come see him sooner? I haven't been hugged like this since...ever. Billy must have told Jacob what happened with Edward and me...it's like he's trying to hold me together. Jacob finally lets me go and I try to find the right words to say, but I'm afraid if I open my mouth to talk, I will end up crying and I can't do that to Jacob. I won't be able to stop. He must sense my dilemma and starts talking.

"Bells, I know he hurt you, but I will never hurt you like that. I know you and I are barely even friends, but I will take care of you. I will do whatever you need me to do, to help you move on in life." Before he can say anymore, I jump into his arms and hold onto him for dear life.

"Thank you, Jacob." I slowly release my death grip on him and he takes my hand and walks me into the house. We spend the rest of the day hanging out and catching up with each other.

First the first time since Edward left, I feel like I'm going to be okay.