Chapter 4
BPOV
I couldn't move. I couldn't breathe. I just sat there with the phone to my ear, starring at the wall while the tears ran down my face. I heard Edward calling my name and shaking me, and Shelby crying in the distance, but I didn't pay attention to them.
Zoey, dead? No, that's not right! She's lying! She has to be! I mean, Zoey would never leave me like that! She just…..can't! But why would Shelby call and lie about something like that?
"Bella!" I heard Edward clearly now.
"No," I sobbed. I dropped the phone and buried my face into Edward's chest as the tears ran down my face. How can she be gone.
"I'll have her call you back later," I heard Edward say in the phone.
He put his arms around me as I cried into his chest. He tried to soothe me, but it wasn't working. Zoey was practically my sister. She has been with me since we were in diapers. She's almost my twin, my best friend, my sister. How could she leave me like this? She was suppose to live a full, happy, human life. She was suppose to marry and have children. She was suppose to die when she was at least 100 years old. She was going to name one of her children's middle names after me! Why is she gone? She can't be gone.
"Ssh, Bella. I'm here, I've got you," Edward said, rocking us back and forth. It was not helping.
He pulled me in his lap and I buried my face in the crook of his neck and sobbed the most I have ever sobbed in my life. My head was already hurting; my lungs were hurting from the lack of oxygen; my throat was hurting from the lump that was in it; my everything hurt.
"It's not fair," I sobbed.
"I know, sweetie. I know," Edward said.
"I need….to…call her…..mom," I sobbed, pulling away from him.
I grabbed my phone and dialed my second mother's number. She answered on the second ring.
"Bella?" her voice sounded hoarse from crying.
"Hi, Jenny," I said, wiping away my stray tears.
"I take it you heard," she said, sobbing now.
"Yes," I said, sobbing with her. Edward pulled me close and just held me.
"I know she was close to you, sweetie. I'm so sorry that you have to endure this at your age," she sobbed.
"Why are you apologizing to me? You just lost a daughter. Yes, she was close to me, but you two were closer," I said.
"You're right. I'm just shocked, sad, mad, and a whole bunch of other things right now, sweetie," she said.
"I understand," I said, wiping my tears off my cheeks.
"Well, the visitation is in two days and the funeral is right after. We're burying her in New York. Do you think you can make it?" Jenny asked.
"What kind of question is that? Of course I can make it. I'm dropping everything right now. I'll catch the earliest flight I can," I said.
"Oh, honey, you know Zoey won't want you to do that," Jenny said.
"Well, Zoey will get over it. She's like my sister so I'm going to her funeral," I said.
"Thank you so much, Bella. That means a lot to me and Gerald," she said. Gerald was Jenny's father.
"You're welcome," I said.
"I would like to ask two things of you, Bella," Jenny said.
"Anything," I said.
"I would like for you to speak at her funeral," she said.
"With out a doubt," I said.
"Great. And Zoey has a lot of things that we won't need, and I would like for you to come over one day when we're out of the house and go through all her things and take what you want," she said.
"Are you sure? I mean, won't you want memories?" I asked.
"I'm sure, sweetie. Besides, we have copies of every picture she's ever taken. She just had the copies while we had the originals put away. That includes all the videos, so feel free to take those, too," she said.
"Thanks, Jenny," I said.
"You're welcome, Bella," she said.
"Well, I'll see you soon," I said.
"See you soon, sweetie," she said.
I hung up the phone and leaned back into Edward.
"Can you come with me?" I asked.
Before he could answer, his phone went off.
"What's the answer, Alice?" he asked.
He paused, said good bye, and shut his phone.
"Yes, I'll be perfectly fine. It's suppose to be storming all week," he said.
"Good. I don't think I could go without you. It's already going to be hard," I said.
"I'll be here the whole time. You can cry whenever you need to, Bella. I'll always be here. I'm not going anywhere," he said.
I smiled a sad smile at him hugged him so close to me.
"Thank you, so much. That means a lot to me," I said.
"You're welcome, my Bella," he said, kissing my forehead.
We just held each other for I don't know how long, but I pulled away when my phone started ringing. It was my mom.
"Hello?" I answered.
"Oh, Bella! I heard the news! I'm so sorry, sweetie," Renee said. I could hear in her voice that she had been crying, too. Zoey was like a second child to her, just like Zoey's mom, Jenny was.
"Thanks, Mom. Edward and I are flying up there…..I don't know when yet, but it's going to be soon," I said.
"That's good that Edward is going. You'll need his support. I'll be flying up there tomorrow morning, so I'll see you up there," Renee said.
"Okay, Mom. Well, I need to go pack. I love you," I said.
"I love you, too. Please be careful, Bella. I don't want to lose you, too," Renee said.
That started a new round of tears.
"I promise, Mom," I said.
I hung up wiped away my tears. I made my way to my room to start packing. This was going to be the hardest trip of my life. I still couldn't grasp the fact that Zoey was actually gone.
Edward was helping me pack, so we could go to his house and pack after we were done here. He had arranged our flight while I was on the phone with Renee. We were leaving in 4 hours.
When we left my house, I called Charlie, telling him where I was going. He already knew because Renee had called and told him. Charlie, himself was crying. Zoey was so close to him, also.
I know one thing for sure, this is going to be the hardest week of my life. Ever.