Disclaimer: To my own disbelief and pure greediness, I sadly don't own Twilight/New Moon characters, Miss Stephenie Meyer does.
I woke up to find Charlie in the kitchen, a blanket was wrapped around me, I guessed Charlie had put it over me. I found the kids at the table also, dressed in yesterday's clothes.
I walked up to them and kissed them on the top of their heads, I catched myself in the reflection of the microwave, my eyes were back to normal, makeup smeared on my face.
Charlie was reading the paper; he was dressed in his police outfit. He looked up to see me.
"Hey Bella. "
I cleared my throat, "Hey Dad."
The kids were eating breakfast, I looked at the clock, it read 6:30am.
"Wow what are you two doing up this early?" I asked.
Madeline spoke first, "Well Grandpa woke us up early because he said we needed to go to school and go change at home."
I smiled, "Yea, Grandpa's right, go grab your coats, I'm going to talk to Grandpa for a minute."
They rushed up the stairs; I sat down next to Charlie.
"So is everything ok with you and Jacob?"
I looked down then looked up at him, "Oh, uh yea, just a little misunderstanding, but I went over last night and talked to him, and I was going to take the kid's back but it was late, so we just crashed here, I stayed to come take the kids back to get changed."
"Oh, "he tapped my hand.
"I'm glad you two worked it out, "I went to grab the paper this morning and saw him heading off, he stopped and asked about you and told me to tell you he was making dinner tonight." Charlie smiled.
I almost started to cry, but I covered it, "Oh ok, that's great."
"Yea, he said he was heading in early so he could get off early enough to head back to make dinner, such a great guy, huh Bella?" he smiled again.
I paused, "Oh I know, he's great."
"Yea… well I have to head in early today, some type of car accident this morning."
"Oh that's terrible, well hopefully everything's ok, " I added before the kids came downstairs, with their coats on.
We all headed to the front door together, I helped the kids with their seat belts as Charlie started to head to work, waving as I waved back.
"Mommy?" Madeline asked, "Why wasn't Daddy here last night?" I started the car and headed towards home.
"Oh uh Madeline, honey, he had to stay at our house, to uh, make sure your toys stay safe.
"Oh, "she added, "Is he going to be open today?"
Lying to my daughter was at this point, a burden I could not bear… but it was the only way.
"Uh yes sweetie, I talked to him last night, and he's even making dinner."
Her eyes widened with excitement, we finally reached home.
They rushed out of the car and headed upstairs to grab clothes and get ready. They had already ate, so I just went upstairs, to find our bed made, and all of his clothes in the closet, still hanging.
Madeline came into the room, "Mommy, it's time to go." She grabbed my hand.
I stopped her, "Hold on Madeline, I have to go get changed, it will take only a minute."
She went out of the room and I quickly put on jeans, a dark blue sweater, and put my trench coat back on, with a gray scarf. I quickly redid my make up, and brushed my hair, letting it lay down on my shoulders, resting upon my back.
I headed downstairs and called the kids, we headed back to the car as I heard the phone ring; I just decided to ignore it, thinking it was probably Jacob or Sam, maybe Emily.
I drove the kids to school, helping them out of the car and led them to the front door of the school. I kissed and hugged them both, as the skipped down to their classrooms.
I headed back to the car, making it appear as a normal day. I drove back home, and the phone was again ringing.
I picked it up, "Hello, Black residence, "I answered.
"Hey Bella, its Charlie." The voice answered.
"Uh hey Charlie, is something wrong?"
"Uh Bella, its about Jake…" he answered. Then it finally hit me, he had planned his so called 'death' by the car accident, it hit me so hard, a really hard blow, Jake had planned this a little too early.
I realized Charlie was still on the phone, and answered back.
With a concern that seemed genuine I answered, "Charlie what's wrong, what about Jake?"
"Bella, he was in a… a car accident, that one I was telling you about, I… I'm so sorry Bella; I had to call you, to tell you…"
"Charlie, "I cried into the phone, real tears, "Is he ok?"
"Uh… no Bella, he's not ok."
I cried even harder, "Oh no Charlie he's not…" I cried, sobbing into the phone.
"… he's gone Bells, I'm so sorry…" Charlie whispered.
I cried, I truly cried with tears of regret, emotions swept over me, overcame my senses, Charlie kept saying sorry, I just cried, trying to cover my mouth from hurtful sobs.
"Bella, I'm so sorry, there was nothing we could do, he died on the scene, it was a terrible accident, the person he hit was fine, but… his car caught on fire Bella, there's… there's nothing left of him."
I cried, "Charlie, I can't believe… he's gone."
"It's ok Bella, I'm going to have to go, I'll come by the house, but why don't you go pick up the kids from school, I'll meet you at your house, ok?"
I sniffed up my tears, "Uh… ok, yea, I'll go get the kids."
"That's my girl Bella, be strong, for the kids."
I cried a little more then told Charlie goodbye, I walked out to the car, wiping my eyes and putting on my coat, wrapping myself up in my scarf.
I drove to Forks Elementary, parking my car and headed up to the office, I kept wiping my eyes, with little tears sliding down my face, but at least I wasn't crying.
I walked into the warm office; the secretary was on the phone as I hovered over her.
She quickly put the person on hold, and looked up to me, "Hello Mrs. Black, how may I help you?"
"Uh… can you call up Madeline and Mason for me?"
She went over to another phone, calling both teachers and then looked over to me, still wiping away tears.
"They'll be here shortly, Mrs. Black." She added a kind smile.
"Thank you, "I whispered.
"Is everything alright Mrs. Black?" she asked with concern.
I gulped and looked taken-back, "Uh, everything is…" then through another door came Madeline and Mason, where they must have meet in the hallway. They both walked and matched, wearing black coats, holding they're little backpacks.
"Hey mommy, "Mason run up to me, I got down to his level to hug him, then Madeline.
I got back up, and looked back at the secretary; I held Madeline and Mason's hands.
"Uh, is there anything I need to sign, or something?" I asked.
She looked into my eyes the stuttered, "Oh it's ok Mrs. Black, I'll handle it, you just go."
I smiled and mouthed, "Thank you."
She smiled as I took my kids' hands and led them to the car.
I drove home, the kids were totally silent, they sensed something was wrong. Charlie's cruiser was in our drive way along with other police cruisers.
He greeted me as I pulled up next to Charlie's cruiser.
I walked the kids inside and sent them to the kitchen table, as they took off their coats.
I saw Charlie and walked over to him, he hugged me as I cried. The other policemen came inside, patting my back and telling me sorry for my loss.
The kids just looked at the policemen, finally Mason called my name and I walked to the kitchen table, I sat down next to them and Charlie joined me.
"Madeline, Mason…" I said I had stopped crying; all that was left was my bright red eyes.
"Daddy got into a big car accident and he won't be coming back, he's uh…" I paused.
Charlie picked up, "He's gone kids, but he's in a better place." Charlie grinned a sad grin.
Madeline looked confused, so did Mason, they didn't understand.
I took their hands and held them on the table, "Daddy died… "I cried.
Madeline and Mason looked upset, but they didn't cry, Mason finally asked,
"Will we ever see Daddy again?" he asked, his face was pale white.
"No bud, none of us will." I had stopped crying, and then finally Madeline started to cry.
I got up and put her in my lap, letting her cry on my shoulder; Mason went and sat on Charlie's lap.
"I'm so sorry Madeline; he didn't want to leave us…" I told her.
She stopped crying and wiped her eyes furiously, she then hugged me, "I miss him," she whispered into my ear.
I hugged her tightly, "I know, I do too, Madeline. " I whispered back.
The policemen then came into the kitchen, Madeline and Mason went up to Madeline's room, as the policemen asked me about funeral arrangements, the phone kept ringing in the background, but I let each call head to the message machine.
The policemen finally left, but Charlie stayed behind, he spent the whole afternoon with all three of us. He left in the evening, leaving us alone to remember my husband and their father.
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The funeral was set for 2 days away. The next day, I allowed Madeline and Mason to stay home from school. Neighbors came over with food, sending their deepest sorrys and apologies, the PTA mothers all came over together, and fixed us lunch, which I could care less about, my kids barely spoke and I just mourned around the house, playing with the kids and sitting, staring off.
It wasn't the fact that he was dead, and faked his death, it was the unfair truth that he'd never see the kids again, that I'd never be able to kiss him, and I was crying with regret because I still knew he was alive, still living, still breathing.
The next day I woke up at 7am, and then woke up the kids. It was a clear Saturday morning, no fog yet no sun, no sign of any rain.
I dressed in fitted black dress and put on high heels, Jacob's favorite. He gave them to me as a birthday gift, as a joke, to make me look 'older' and to still be shorter than him, although not as short.
I helped Madeline pick out her black dress, and Mason in a black suit, black dress shirt, black tie.
I helped the kids with their black trench coats, and we didn't wear any scarves. Charlie came and parked his cruiser in the driveway; I insisted he drive out family car, from the kids' sake, which he did drive. It was so odd seeing him drive our car, but he had no problems.
We drove to the Quileute reservation, where I decided to 'lay his ashes to rest'. With support from others, and mainly Sam, we did buy a coffin.
We arrived at the cemetery, where we were to lay him next to Billy Black, his father. I didn't cry at all during the ceremony. I sat Mason in my lap and Madeline next to me, Charlie also sat next to me.
Sam and Emily and their children all came, as did most of Forks, along with the PTA mothers, and most of the Quileute members. We sat in the front row, as they began. I was barely listening; I was mainly gazing off or staring at Madeline and Mason, continually kissing the tops of their heads.
After it was done, many people came up to us and hugged us, giving us their deepest sympathies again. Everyone stayed around the burial grounds, I saw Madeline and Mason becoming uncomfortable, so I asked Charlie if we could go, he didn't object. I grabbed Madeline and Mason's hands, and walked across the grass, my hair was blowing with the slight wind. I kept holding their hands until we made it to the car.
Charlie drove us home and then excused himself to leave us alone with our thoughts. I just smiled as he left and thanked him for everything.
Author's Note: Alright, sorry I haven't updated in a few days. And I can't blame it on me being a slow
reader... because I finished Breaking Dawn on Sunday(august 3rd) at 1am, I started at 10am Saturday. Luckily,I
got my copy and read it... I really was unsatisfied, for me it was the weakest in the saga.
I wasn't disappointed, and I don't hate it and I don't hate Stephenie Meyer, I just... ugh, it's hard to explain.
But don't worry, I'm still writing my story, going along with the whole Jacob on Bella... or maybe another guy,
plot. Thanks for your kind reviews, they really make my day.
Till Then, Elizabeth.
PS: I have more strong opinions on Breaking Dawn, but, I'll leave those for another day, maybe...
