For Charlie's Sake

A/N:One of the many night Bella spent without Edward after he left. Enjoy (:

Disclaimer: I not no credit for this. Stephenie Meyer owns twilight!

Bella's Point Of View there was no point to anything without him.

17 days.

A whole 17 days had passed since Edw- He had left.

I still continued to reply the words over and over in my mind "Bella you're not good for me...I don't want you to come with me." at that point my future, my life all love was over. I tried not to think about it but it was times of the day like this-nighttimes when I couldn't keep the horrors at bay.

My already tear soaked pillow struggled to capture another flowing tear that escaped my puffy brown eyes. This was starting to become a routine.

The tearing ache rippled through my chest as I thought about him - My Edward. The ache was there even when I didn't think about him, it was just a dull and heavy but became pronounced when the image of his face and the sound of his voice rang through my head.

He had made me Bella, he had made me whole.

These past 17 days I was a new person. Bella was dead. When he left he took Bella with him leaving behind a gaping hole of what used to be. My emotional outburts put Charlie off checking up on my at night. After 17 nights I still awoke screaming from my never ending nightmare but Charlie no longer came to check.

No intruder.

No mass murderer.

No.

Just Bella.

Insane grieving Bella.

I rolled over onto my side craving for his strong arms to embrace me just once mor-

"Cut it out Bella!" I snapped at myself, "Get over it already, he doesn't want you, he doesn't love you...." All speech was lost then as the wave of grief overwhelmed me.

I slammed my face down hard into the too-warm pillow and let the misery eat me. Would I ever be free from this pain that I felt? I already knew the answer.

No.

He had been my world my life, and he had just snatched it away like it meant nothing.

There was no point to anything without him.

I wrapped my weak arms around the pillow and snuggled into it closing my eyes.

I had to try to act normal and human even if I didn't feel it.

For Charlie's sake.

Of course I'd considered other measures. Drastic measures.

I had reached for the bottle of pills on many occasions ready to end my life but Charlie always popped into my head.

Charlie – yes Charlie was the only reason I remained alive.

For Charlie's sake.

If that's what I am.