EPOV

The funeral

It was quiet, unhappy faces, and blank stares filled the crowded tiny room. One by one tears dropped to the floor, and a few times you would hear the loud sad sob escape from one of the relatives. The room was filled with black figures, everyone in here was wearing the dull, sad color of black. Bella rested her head on my shoulder as we sat quietly on the chairs provided. Bella wouldn't dare come up to the coffin, neither would Alice. They were too upset to even here his name escape the lips of the priest. Jacob, and Billy Jacob's dad were sitting two rows in front of us, and once and a while Jacob would throw Bella a sincere look. And to me, I got a hard unhappy glance. What was his panties up in a bunch about? That didn't matter, what mattered right now was paying my respect and comforting Bella.

Renee, came up to us with a box of tissue and gave both Bella and Alice one. By the look of her face I could tell she had been crying but I didn't bring that up.

"Edward, Emmett may I see you boys for a moment?" She asked.

I nodded and Emmett shrugged. We both got up, slithered our way through the crowd and out the door and into the parking lot. Renee had a hand on her mouth and tears were begging to form. I took out my handkerchief from my suit and passed it to her. She took it, blew her nose, and tried to give it back to me. I stopped her.

"Keep it." I told her while looking down at the booger filled cloth.

She nodded and began whipping her tears away with her hand. She took an unsteady breath and looked up at us.

"How's Bella and Alice handling this?" She asked, hands on hips.

"Not to good" I sighed.

"There still a little freaked out about it, Charlie's only been gone for a week." Emmett admitted.

Renee nodded, and looked away.

"I heard about Alice's break down… is the baby okay?" She asked me.

"The baby's fine, I don't believe Alice would ever do anything to hurt her. She was just going through a rough time, probably didn't know a better way to handle it."

Memories came back, the blood filled bath, the lion, the wrecked room, broken shelves, holes in multiple of walls, glass everywhere. It still shocked me today, that innocent looking young lady, did a whole mess and a lot of danger. She apologized about doing it with the baby alone in her room, but she just didn't know what to do. We told her it was fine and we totally understood. Renee looked worried, and very depressed. She came from her trip as soon as she heard about Charlie's death. Maybe now she could finally meet her waiting granddaughter.

"How's everything? The marriage, house, baby?" She asked.

SO MANY QUESTIONS!

"Everything's fine. We cant complain about anything." Emmett shrugged.

"And the baby is fine. Growing fast… It feels like it was yesterday when I first held her in my arms." I smiled.

I took out the picture of Bella and I in the hospital holding Renesmee. Bella was lying in bed and I was crouching down. Bella and I had a wide smile on our faces, we were looking down at Renesmee who was looking right back up at us. I showed Renee and she put a hand on her chest.

"She's beautiful" She smiled, tears still streaming down her cheeks.

"She's been growing fast. She looks like a one year old." Emmett laughed.

"Isn't she only five and a half months old?" Renee asked.

"Yep" I nodded.

I looked back to see six men carrying the coffin into a large black limo, with Bella and Alice following closely behind. I quickly walked over to Bella before Jacob could get anywhere near her. Yes he said his apologies at our wedding, but that nasty look of his got on my nerve. I wrapped an arm around her waist and wrapped an arm around Alice's and guided them towards my Volvo while Emmett followed far behind. When the black limo drove off Emmett just got into the back of the car and we drove off, following a line of cars, to the burial.

BPOV

Tears wouldn't come out anymore. I guess I dried myself out. The ride was long and quiet, and on the way we took a drive by Charlie's house. My second house, the house I grew up in and neglected him. Now the tears started to stream down my cheeks again. I didn't say a word to anybody. Not even Edward, who asked if I were okay. I looked out of my window and counted the cars that were parked and red. Sixty seven cars I counted before we made it to the grave yard. Edward found the closest parking, and escorted me out of the car. My knees suddenly became weak and floor came up to meet me. I almost would've fallen if Edward hadn't caught me.

"Bella? What happened? You okay?" He asked.

I nodded and looked up at him.

"C'mon" he sighed. "Let's go say goodbye."

I grabbed a fist full of his jacket and pulled him closer to me. I stared into his eyes, and read fear. Fear of me? Or fear of death?

"I'd rather say goodbye from a far." I chocked the words out.

My voice was puny, and soft. But if that was all I could manage, so be it. Edward had no choice but to nod, and sit down on the wet grass with me. Alice had the guts to actually watch as the coffin got buried. From the back she looked like she was taking things well, but I already knew she was crying on Emmett's shoulder. A rush of wind sounded and suddenly I heard my father's voice.

"Bella, don't hold this in forever. I heard your last words to me, I love you too. Don't be sorry for anything, I'm happy I got to see you one last time. And I love you both equally, I love you sweetie." The voice whispered.

"I know" I whispered back. "I love you too daddy."

A tear slipped down my cheek and onto the grass. I felt Edwards eyes searching my face. But I didn't look at him, I stared as the coffin lowered. Until from my view I couldn't see it anymore. At that very moment the weight was lifted off my shoulders. And I knew at that very moment, that I had to let him go. So that he could be free. I looked up at the sky and smiled, even though the dry tears were making it a little difficult to smile, I still tried. I sent my father an "I love you" message. I got up, took off the necklace that Charlie gave me for my second birthday, which I now where as a bracelet and walked over to the huge hole where his coffin lied. I kissed the tiny thing in my hand and held it closely to my chest. One… Two… Three! And I let the little necklace that wrote "Bella" on it, silently fall on top of the wooden coffin. Goodbye dad, I love you.

Okayyyy, one last chapter and that is it, this story would end…. Why soo unhappy? Aww I know the story was JUST getting good but juggling both of my stories is going to b tough, I know you guys wanted both stories out, but I just cant. One story at a time, it was harder than I thought :/ . But HEY now that im a new and improved writer, now I will have no problem on boring you guyses to death with my new story lol. Hope you guyses atleast give it a shot, some of you already did and im very happy to know that. One more chapter guys and that's the end!

-SW33TH3ART :P