Bella Perspective

The horrid smell of toast with nutella filled my nose, I mentally gagged. The smell circled around me as I thought of Charlies funeral again.

"Jacob?" I asked. This was going to sound utterly pathetic, but he was the only one who I trusted.

"Yes bells?" he beamed, obviously happy I was the one to break the silence instead of him. I had been thinking a lot last night, coming up with a few idea's for the funeral, but one really stood out of the most.

"do you reckon I can..s-s- sing, at Charlie's funeral." I stuttered.

It was silent. I don't think Jacob was expecting that at all.

Suddenly a massive smile shaped on his face, reaching his eyes. I was pulled up into a burning hot hug.

That's when my sleeve pulled up. OH SHIT!

Jacob stopped, following my eyes. I don't think he would have noticed if I hadn't panicked. FUCK! Why am I so stupid.

"Bella" he gasped, reaching for my sleeve.

I pulled back violently, making him even more suspicious .

Before I knew it Jacob had picked me up into one of Edward's unescapable grasp. No I must not think of HIM!.

Jacob was reach for my sleeve again.

"Jacob, STOP. JUST STOP! " I pleaded, trying to yank back.

He ripped my fucking sleeve!, "he doesn't want anything do to with you now" I thought to myself.

"Bella" he repeated in disgust. I never even meant for him to find out.

Angry rose through me, he didn't have anything to do with me or anything involving me since a few days ago he hadn't even spoken to me for 2 years.

"JUST LEAVE IT JACOB, IT HAS NOTHING WHAT SO EVER TO DO WITH YOU" I screamed. Jacob seemed shocked.

"One Bella, it does have everything to – I cut him off.

"Why? " I demanded.

"Cause your my best friends, I don't want anything to happen to you" he smiled sadly.

I turned to leave, but what I didn't realise was he was still holding my wrist.

"LET GO" I yelled in vain.

"No" he said simply. I had to get out of here, just anywhere.

"Jacob I have to go" I twitched running to the door.

He stood in the way, with a look of hate in his eyes. I was expecting hate, but not to that extent.

"why did you do this" he said concerned.

I didn't answer, pushing him out of the way.

"Bella stop!" he said firmly.

I was suddenly scooped up, cradling in Jacobs hands.

"Put me down!" I kicked him. Was he giving me the whole silent treatment, how old is he.

Edward's perspective

I should have told him the truth, but was he that concerned that he called me. He hated me. Charlie's funeral was in a matter of days.

"How's Bella" Esme asked.

"I-I don't know" I stuttered.

I would give anything to hear Bella's voice.

Back To Bella Perspective :$

"Can we just leave it" I pleaded.

He nodded sadly. God I felt bad, but I was surprised that he let it go. For a while. I knew he would probably be speaking to the Cullen's, not that they didn't no.

"What were you saying about Charlie's funeral Bells" he half smiled.

"well..I-I thought m-maybe" I sounded pathetic.

"What Bella?" he shook me gently.

"S-s-sing" I finished, blushing.

There was that Beam again.

"Bella that would be a great Idea" he sighed happily. Why was he so happy all of a sudden, Well at least I got his mind off my cutting.

I sighed relieved.

I squirmed out of Jacob's grasped, feeling a poke hope. How strange.

"If it's alright I might go to my house, see if I can find some things to help" I fake smiled.

He looked taken back.

"At least let me come with you" he said getting up.

"really Jacob this is something I have to do alone" I frowned.

"Ok well, I'll drop you off" he didn't protest further.

"Thank you" I finished. I could finally have some privacy, find a good song and maybe people will leave be alone till the funeral.

I followed Jacob to his rabbit, hopping in. I had done well at acting normal so far, I felt like a empty shell though, who knew how long I would last.

We arrived 15 minutes later.

Jacob poked his head out of the window.

"Bye Bella, I'll see you later maybe" he eyed me.

"maybe" I turned waving.

With that he drove off. I think I almost sprinted to the door.

"keys" I muttered to myself.

I swung open the door with a little too much force, cringing as I heard it smack into the wall.

I sighed, taking in my surroundings. I was glad to be home, but I missed Charlie.

The phone rang. I was obviously Alice. She would see me home. Fuck her.

"meh" I said out loud.

It rang out, as I made my way up the stairs.

Sorry I haven't updated for awhile guys.

Poor Bella, what will she do next?

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