... different as a moonbeam from lightning, or frost from fire...
-Wuthering Heights
Bella's POV:
Alice was sitting next to me on the couch rubbing my back. Jasper was trying to calm me down, but he couldn't. "Why would he hang up? I don't want to live without him." I told her.
"Everything will work out. Everything will be okay." Alice reassured me.
"Shut up Alice! I am tired of you being so optimistic all the time. My life is over. When he left he took parts of me that can not be fixed unless I see him again." I told her. I started to cry again. "He has no idea what this feels like. All the pain I am going through, the tears I have shed for him day after day. He probably has a new girlfriend who gets to look into his beautiful eyes everyday. He probably is happy." I said through my tears, which Alice wiped from my face.
"He isn't happy, Bella. He is miserable." She revealed. The shock of what she just said stopped my tears from flowing. My mouth hung open as I stared into her golden eyes. "He loves you, Bella."
"Then why did he say he didn't?" I questioned.
"He thought you would be better off, but he was way off there." She answered. "He does want you. He really, truly does."
It took me a while to absorb that all in. He does want me.
"Why hasn't he come, then?" I challenged.
"I am not sure, Bella." She responded, a crease formed into her perfect forehead.
I yawned and she lifted me up. We ran up the stairs at inhuman speed. When she put me down in some bedroom I tumbled down to he ground before she could catch me. My head hit the floor with a loud thud. "How could you not see that coming?" I asked her as I stumbled onto my feet while rubbing my head.
"Sorry." she mumbled as she went to the closet to get me a t-shirt and sweat pants. She left the room while I put on the one-size-to-big pajamas, right when I finished the door opened and she came back in.
I crawled into bed and she sat on the bench at the end of the bed. My stomach growled. "Are you hungry?" She asked in a concerned tone.
"No." I told her than laid my head down on the soft feather filled pillow. I soon drifted off to sleep and got my first good night of sleep in ages.
That night I saw myself laying on the floor with a glass of what looked like poison in my hand. Edward came in and looked at me, "Bella?" He asked in a deep voice. He checked my pulse and fell to the floor. "Bella? Bella! Wake up Bella!" Someone was shaking me and I opened my eyes to see Alice, Carlisle, and Esme.
"Are you okay?" Esme asked. I suddenly felt worried, what ad I said? Had I screamed?
I shook my head, trying to clear it. "Yeah, I'm fine. What happened?" I asked in a horse voice.
"You were screaming and thrashing around like crazy." Alice answered.
I slowly sat up, took a deep breath and blinked a few times. I wiped my eyes."I just had a bad dream. It's natural." I explained.
"This happens every night." I assured them.
"Bella you have never been like this before." Alice disagreed.
"Since Edward and all of you left." I clarified.