I Hate My Werewolf Bestfriend-2
The entire family was in a state of depression, but Bella took it harder than anyone else. She took it harder than I did. Bella couldn't function without me by her side to manipulate her emotions. She didn't eat or sleep for a week; everybody was worried about her. We tried to make her eat that week but half way through the slice of pizza she was eating she got sick. Now it has been one month and she eats and sleeps very little. She was paler than she normally was and she doesn't talk. It was almost as if she was one of us. Everyone talked to her, even if she didn't respond. Most of our time was now spent taking care of Bella. While I loved to spend time in Alice's and my room, it reminded me so much about her, Bella couldn't stand to be in Edward's room. No music or TV is ever played, she refuses to go shopping, and she can't stand to look at pictures of them. We just barely convinced her to keep them instead of throwing them away. We all remember how Bella would just throw on one of Edward's T-shirts and tie it off in the back, now she refuses to wear anything that he got her, except the ring. She spends hours just looking at her wedding band, with tears silently streaming from her eyes. We all took turns holding her. It was Emmett who was holding her when she spoke for the first time in a month since they died.
"Bells want to go for a ride?" he gently whispered in her ear. She merely shook her head no. Emmett sat and thought for a while, he was always trying to make her laugh, smile, or feel some small speck of hope. "You know I could go kill that mutt for you." She widened her eyes in response and jumped off him.
"No! No, Emmett, you can't! I can't lose you too!" She jumped back into his arms and held on to him with all her might, "Please don't! Don't go, don't leave me!" She began sobbing, staining his shirt with tears.
"I won't, don't worry." He said, softly stroking her hair.
"Promise?"
"I promise."
"Jasper?" normally she spends a longer time with Emmett. I wonder what she could want.
"Yes Bella?" I said as I got up and went to her side.
"Can I sleep in your room? I don't want to be alone at night any more."
"Of course Bella."
"I'm so sorry about you guys having to take care of me, especially you Jasper. I make you do so much for me."
"Bells, we don't mind at all, we all love you. And as for what I do for you, I want you to feel better, no matter what I have to do." I hugged her.
"Can I go to bed now?"
"Of course." I picked her up bridal style and carried her to the room I once shared with Alice. "Would you like anything to help you sleep?" I was going to sing to her then I remember that Edward had done that.
"Will you sing something to me? Nothing classical please." I nodded. What to sing, what to sing? Then I remember her journal she now kept.
She's got this journal filled,
With all her black ink guilt,
And love is he only thing keeping her alive,
She's got her mind made up,
That all she needs is love,
Her heart is the only thing helping her decide,
To breathe again, to breath again
I knew that this next part decries her last week perfectly.
And when she's tired, she doesn't sleep,
A week since I seen her eat,
She's skin and bones, she beautiful no matter what,
I wish I could help her see, she means the world to me,
But the world, it doesn't mean much to her.
She's got this journal filled,
With all her black ink guilt,
And love is he only thing keeping her alive,
She's got her mind made up,
That all she needs is love,
Her heart is the only thing helping her decide,
To breathe again, to breath again
I ended the song there. She was still awake, that's why I couldn't continue. Alice had always known how I felt about Bella. She said she didn't care as long as I didn't interfered with her relationship with Edward. That's why I stayed away; it was always hard filtering those thoughts I had for Bella when I was around Edward. Some how I did. I wanted to tell Bella but now wasn't the time. So I started a new song and acted like I forgot the rest of that song. I decided that I would sing part of "Hold on" by Good Charlotte.
But we all bleed the same way you do,
We all have the same things to go thro,
Hold on…if you feel like letting go,
Hold on…it gets better than you know,
Your days, you say they're way to long,
And your nights, you can't sleep at all,
And you're not sure what you're looking for,
But you don't want no more,
And you're not sure what you're waiting for but you don't want no more,
But we all bleed the same way you do,
We all have the same things to go thro,
Hold on…if you feel like letting go,
Hold on…it gets better than you know.
"Jasper, you have the most wonderful voice I have ever heard." She said
"Do you want to sleep tonight?"
"Yes, tonight I actually do."
"I'll be back." But before I got up she screamed.
"No don't leave me!"
"Okay. Emmett?"" he was at the door in seconds. "Can you go get the pills Carlisle left for Bella's insomnia," I looked at her, "And the ones for her anxiety with a glass of water please?"
"No problem." I softly stroked Bella's hair while we waited for Emmett.
"He left pills for anxiety too?" she asked.
"Yes he did. He also left ones for depression as well."
"But why didn't you have me take those as well?" she was so adorable when she was confused.
"Because Bella I can feel your depression, but its mixed with love. You're not depressed because of just no reason, you're upset because… you're gonna get better one day, and all this will be behind you." I trailed off, afraid to say anything about it. She just nodded in understanding, but her emotions were still confused. Emmett came back and she took the medicine. Within an hour she was asleep and I sat there watching her sleep. She was so beautiful, peaceful, and content. While she slept all of her problems went away. I lie down next to her and put my arm around her waist lightly.