Chp.2
Jakes funeral was on that Saturday, along with hundreds of other peoples. The worl had gone mad in that week. The sad part about it was, his funeral was on my birthday. It was another statment that I was alone. I was so alone. Billy flew up from La Push with Cahrlie. His expression nearly broke the reast of the peices of my heart. We both sat on the couch all day after and looked into nothing. Jakes sisters had to stay in LA, their jobs wouldnt let them go.Stupid selfish girls. I was supposed to start college in a day. I wished I was with Jake right now. We would be waking up together in each others arms remembering another night of complete bliss.I would be happy. I wouldnt have to walk around in a graveyard, going to a mans funeral who was too young to die. He was too young. I Fell asleep with puffy eyes, passing out from exhaustion. I woke up at 7 screaming so loud my ears hurt. I want my Jake.
I walked around our apartment looking for all my college needs, suddenly I relized I had to get a new laptop. I broke mine when I dropped it in the coffee shop. I grabbed my bag after I pulled on one of Jakes black tshirts (it still smelt like him, i decided I will never wash his stuff. So I could always have him with me in someway) and a pair of skinny jeans and flats.
Best Buy. The best store in the history of eletronics. I ran in, wanting to get out as soon as possible and walked briskly over to the laptop section and sought out a new laptop. I grabbed a Tobisha Laptop that had Vista on it. I turned arouind quickly and smashed into a person.
"S-sorry," I said. I looked up at the person and saw I had just run into a man about his mid-twentys, bronze hair and a gorgeous smile, enough prettiness to make any girl swwon over, but me. I only wanted Jake.
"It is my fault," He said, "I am Edward Cullen." He stuck out his hand and I shook it. An electric curren shot up my arm, I tried to keep my head down, so he wouldnt see my puffy eyes. "I am Bella,"
"What is wrong?" He asked. "Why are your eyes puffy?"
"I lost my fiancee in the attacks this week, he worked in the office were the plane hit, and his funeral was on my birthday," I suddenly felt shock that I would tell a stranger this!
"I am so sorry!" He said with true remorse and pity, I didnt want pity though.
"Well, I have to leave. Need to get ready for college tomorrow." I awkwardly waved and walked away.
"Wait!" He called out, nooo!! I do not need another admirer!!
"Can I have your number so we can stay in touch?"
"If we are meant to be friends, we will see each other again" I said and ran to the cash register. I payed for the laptop and walked to my car. Tommorrow is gonna suck, was all I could think.