*FLASHBACK*
"Alliceeee!" I giggled, leaning over and covering my head. "I don't wannnttt makeup!"
"Fine, fine. ROSY COME HEREEE!" Alice giggled.
"NOOOO! DON'T COME HERE." I screeched, diving under the bed.
Rosy raced in with a smile wide on her pretty, tanned face. "BWAHAAAHAHAH. WHERE ARE YOU BELLLLAAA? I HAVE THE COOKIEESS!"
I jumped out, looking all around. "Cookies, cookies. I liiikkke cookiesss!"
I heard the phone ring from in the other room, but payed no attention. A few minutes later, Alice and Rosy's mom walked in.
"Girls, shoes. NOW. It's important. Bella, your mom has been in a serious accident and they aren't so sure now.." she demanded solemnly. I remember so many thoughts crowding my mind. Mom had been fighting breast cancer for two years, and now this! It couldn't be happening..
I fell to my knees with tears in my eyes, paralyzed with fear that I would never see my mommy's beautiful smile again, touch her velvety brown hair, or hear her soft, sweet voice ever again. "BELLA." Ali and Rose rushed to my sides, picking me up and helping me out to the car. All the way there I stayed quiet, jumping at every little sound, tears running heavily down my face. I could barely breathe. My two best friends sat on either side of me and gripped my hands, unsure what to say.
We finally arrived and I ran in, leaving the others behind. I didn't care anymore. I just needed my daddy. ASAP.
"DADDY!" I ran to him and could see the tears in his eyes from a mile away. He grabbed me in his arms and picked me up, sitting me on his hip.
"Hey there, Angel." He replied, smiling through those tears in those big brown eyes.
"Daddy, is she okay?" I didn't attempt a smile, all that would come out is a sob.
He looked down and it told me everything. It was true I really would never hear my mother read me to sleep at night, or sing me awake in the mornings. I would never see her smile at me when I get an A or frown when I get an F. I would never see her hug and kiss and dance with Daddy when they thought I was asleep on school nights or sit and cry when the stress of life was too much. This was it. And I didn't know what to do with myself. I layed my head on Daddy's shoulder and cried. Alice and Rosy and walked in and saw me and rushed to my side. The two girls clung to my shirt and cried and put her arm around Daddy's shoulder comfortingly.
Finally, I looked up. "Daddy.. I wanna say bye.." He looked at me with concern and sadness in his eyes.
"You sure, Angel?" He said, and I could feel the discomfort in his voice.
"Yes, please.." I nodded, shaking so hard that it ran through my voice.
"Nurse, can we go back to my wife's room, just once more?" He said to a young blonde-haired nurse with the biggest blue eyes that had a certain twinkle in them. She reminded me of a Barbie Doll.
She looked from Daddy's face to mine and her eyes quickly flickered back to his. "Yes, of course!" She said hastily, and her voice reminded me of a Barbie, somehow.
"Thank you, sweetheart." Daddy said, as she escorted us to the room. I looked at the bed where my mother lay, lifeless and pale. I now knew why Daddy was so uncomfortable with it. I made him put me down and awkwardly walked over to her.
"This isn't my Mommy!" I yelled, denial tracing every inch of my voice. I looked at Daddy then the nurse. "WHERE IS MY MOMMY? THIS IS NOT MY MOMMY! I WANT MY MOMMY! Give me my Mommy!" I screeched at the top of my lungs, falling to the ground, crying as hard as I ever had in my entire life. "Give me my Mommy... please.."
The next thing I know, I woke up in the car next to Daddy. He was on the phone, so I pretended to be asleep still.
"No, Billy. I don't think she took it well. She passed out screaming. How would you take it being a ten year old that's so close with her mother. I don't know what I'm going to do now.. I need Charlotte. I really do." I thought of how much my daddy had loved my mommy. Charlotte and Charlie, everyone in town thought of them as one. You thought of Charlie, you thought of Charlotte. You thought of Charlotte, you thought of Charlie. It was just a natural part of life. Like wind and air and rain.
"Yea, we'll have the funeral Sunday. That gives us a week and a day. I just don't know what to do with Bella... I don't know if I'm stable at the moment. I could let her stay with the Brandon's but they already have four kids. I don't want to be a burden." True, they do have alot on their plates already. With Alice, Rosalie, Tate, and Megan. That's a ten year old, an eleven year old, and two four year olds. Tate and Megan are the twins, and they are aloooottt to handle.
"Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to be a burden. I know Jake's a handfull.." Oh, you're kidding me!
"Yea, they should get along just fine." No, don't do this to me!1
"Alright. I'll bring her over tomorrow. Please talk to Jake though. Make him understand what she's going through. Or, well, try." No, Daddy, no!
The next week, I spent putting up with Jacob Black. He was the most annoying nine year old EVER. But, we eventuall started getting alone. Became like bestfriends. Like brother and sister. He's very protective, and I love him for that. At the funeral, I stayed by Mom's casket the whole time and Jake and Alice and Rosy stood with me, Ali and Rose clutched my hands and Jake kept his arm around me the entire time as the tears kept going, not stopping once. It was the saddest day ever. I couldn't bear to watch them put her in the ground so Jake and I walked around the cemetary the entire time. We talked and he made me smile once or twice. I thank him for comforting me through that time. And, I'll never be able to pay him back for that. I love him to death and back like a brother.