A/N: I've started adding a lot of my oneshots to
my profile so if you haven't already read then, go
on and give then a try (: One more thing, I will
NOT be able to update any of my stories
regularly because of tons of school work.
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Xx Strawberri
RPOV
My mind was chaotic, but my face betrayed nothing. After
the funeral and my confession to Seth, I had tucked
myself into my room and not left once. That was two
months, five days, four hours, and fifty-seven minutes
ago.
That I was hurting was to put it as simple as possible, so
simple that the stupidest person on earth could
understand instantly not only what was said, but also
what wasn't. How do you think you'd feel if you had no
meaning? No purpose? No drive? What if you stood still
and everyone else just kept passing by, only occasionally
stopping to ask if you're okay? What if you didn't even
wasn't them to stop? What of you wanted the seclusion,
the emptiness, the lack of happiness and need and want
and life because it made the pain real and didn't let you
forget a moment of what came before it?
That's how I am. I'm empty and alone to remember Jake
like he was forever imprinted into my mind.
Imprinted... He was my other half. We truly were meant
for each other, put together by his ancestor gods. Without
Jacob, I honestly don't know who I am. He's been with me
since the day I was born, and, until now, we had never left
each other's side for more than a day.
Now he was gone.
Forever.
But not in my memories. Over and over like a movie I kept
seeing my eyes meeting Jake's for the first time, Jake
telling mom my nickname, Jake protecting me, Jake
holding me, Jake hugging me, Jake sleeping with me to
keep the nightmares away, mine and Jake's first date, our
first kiss, our almost first time, our almost second time,
our last almost time, and, finally, my nightmare turned
reality: Jake's car crash. We had been through so much
on our short seven years together, but it would never be
enough, ever because we were supposed to have
forever.
Only now we didn't.
SPOV
As I left the cottage and phased, Paul and Embry's
thoughts filled my mind.
I showed them Renesmee, and they both sighed.
"She needs to at least eat!" Embry complained. "She's as
thin as a stick, and she was already skinny before!"
"Next time you go over, just pull her put the bed, Seth,"
Paul said. "Haul her down to La Push and show her what
she's missing out on staying camped up in her room like
that."
I thought it over.
"Paul, you're a genius!" I cried, almost to the La Push
borderline.
"Dude, I was kidding- Renesmee would flip out!"
"Oh well, that's where the saying the end justifies the
means applies," I told him.
Embry snorted. "Yeah, okay..."
I would finally break through to Renesmee- tomorrow.
