It's really hard to write this story, just so you know. Put yourself in Bella's shoes and imagine what she is going through- seeing her husband suffer and know that there is absolutely nothing that she can possibly do to help him.

And I have a doctors appointment tomorrow, and judging by how things go, I might get off of bedrest earlier than expected! Keep your fingers crossed!

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BPOV

Three and a half months.

Jacob had practically been my savior. Every day, we got coffee together from the machine in the hallway, and then we would sit in Edward's hospital room and talk. I wasn't willing to leave Edward's side for long periods of time, and Jacob was comfortable with it. We had become very good friends over the past month and a half, and when I was with him, he could make me smile.

But when I was alone…I couldn't stop crying, because I was being ripped apart on the inside.

Had Edward and I done something to deserve this? Because I would give up the rest of my life if I could spend just one more day with Edward, without a doubt. I just wanted him back, in any possible way that I could get him. He was my rock, my salvation, and the love of my life. If he would just wake up, I would make things better. I could try so hard to make our marriage work out. There were so many things I could make better, if only I was given a chance.

"Are you ready to go?" Jacob asked, checking his watch.

"Yeah." I said, gathering up my jacket and my purse. "Would you mind with we stopped by my house first? I need to grab a different jacket." Jacob nodded and we both stood up. I immediately went over and kissed Edward on the cheek. "I love you." I whispered in his ear, and then squeezed his hand gently before leaving the room with Jacob.

We walked down to the parking mostly in a comfortable silence. Jacob was simple and easy going, and it was a big change from how Edward used to be. I loved my husband with everything I had, but I wasn't afraid to admit that he was an extremely temperamental person. Now that I knew a little more about his early life, I blamed it on the things he had gone through as a small child.

Although Jacob and I have become close friends, he's never been to mine and Edward's house. It was our house, and I haven't touched any of his things, except for some of his clothes which I wear to bed.

"You can come in." I told Jacob as I unbuckled my seatbelt and got out of the car. I waited on the sidewalk until Jacob caught up to me, and then I walked up to the house and unlocked the front door with my keys. My hands were shaking a little, but I wasn't sure why. It probably had something to do with the fact that no men except for Carlisle and Emmet had been in the house Edward and I shared- at least not for a very long period of time. "Um…come on into the kitchen." I said awkwardly once I finally managed to get the door open. But then I paused, putting my hand on his chest. "Look, Jacob, this is kind of a big deal for me; letting you into our house. This is my husband's house, and I don't want to talk about his condition in here."

Jacob nodded solemnly. "Okay, Bells. I understand completely. I promise that I'll behave."

Walking into the house, Jacob and I both remained quiet. Jacob took in his surroundings as we walked down the hallway and into the kitchen. "I just have to mail this." I said softly, picking an envelope up from table, along with a letter I had written to Elizabeth and I picture I had found of Edward and I at my high school graduation.

"Who's that for?" He asked easily, glancing at the picture.

"My mother in law." I said, shoving the letter and picture into the envelope and licking the seal shut. I quickly scribbled down the address and messily stuck a stamp in the corner. "She lives in Washington, and she likes to have pictures of Edward and I…she wasn't around when Edward and I met and got married."

He nodded, examining some of the pictures stuck haphazardly to the refrigerator. "Bella? How did you and Edward meet, anyway? Aren't you like eight years younger than him?

"Five years." I corrected. "He's only five years older than me. And we met when I was in high school." I said briskly. "We got married eleven months later and we've been together ever since." I quickly grabbed my other jacket from the back of one of the kitchen chairs and slung it on. "What about you? I can't believe we've been friends for over a month, and I know nothing about your love life. Is anything happening there?"

Jacob chuckled as we walked back out of the house. "Well, there is this girl I kind of like. But she's completely off limits and couldn't ever be with her. So…no. There's nothing at all going on in my amazingly lame love life." He said as I closed the front door and locked up behind us.

I had gotten the feeling before that Jacob had a tiny little crush on me. But I really respected him for never doing anything about the feelings I suspected he had for me. He understood that although Edward had been in a coma for the past three months, I was still a married woman who loved her husband. "Well, maybe you should go out and find yourself a nice lady." I teased as we got into the car.

He just laughed and shook his head, and then we fell silent again. "Hey, Bella…I know that it was hard for you for let me into the house, but thank you. I think that it might be getting easier for you, don't you think?"

"Probably." I shrugged. "I don't know…I just keep praying for the day that he'll finally wakes up. I think that he'll really like you." I said as we drove out of the neighborhood.

Jacob hesitated for a moment, and then glanced at me out of the corner of his eye. "I don't know, Bells. Don't you think he might be upset to know how close we are? I mean, we're together every single, especially on the weekends when you don't work."

I furrowed my eyebrows. "I didn't think of that…I don't know." I said softly.

Would Edward be upset that I had found a friend who understood everything I had been going through? I was trying my hardest to just hold on, and Jacob was really helping me with coping through all the things that had ripped my life to shreds.

I hoped that he would wake up, and I hoped that he would understand.

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Xoxo- Melodyella aka Mellie