Chapter Five: Crying
(Bella's POV again)
I smiled at Jake's sleeping form. He looked peaceful in his sleep. Calm. Sad too, but not as much as when he was awake.
He stirred in his sleep, and I sighed. I turned to leave, and stopped again. I wanted to go back to Edward so badly. I missed him, even though he called often. I had been away from him for a week, helping Jake. I sighed again and left his house.
I hoped he would find my note. It was taped to the fridge, where he could easily see it.
Jake-
I'm so sorry about Billy. Really, I am. But I have to go home. I'll miss you, and I'll try to visit again soon. Stay happy, for me.
-Bella
I had wanted to say so much more, like how I hated not seeing him. But I knew that short and sweet would be the best.
I was leaving Forks, running. But I stopped when I smelled something familiar. It was Charlie. I turned and followed the scent. It led me back to a cemetery.
My father was kneeling on the soggy ground, in front of a fresh grave. I briefly wondered what they had buried, since I wasn't really dead.
"Oh Bella." My father whispered.
I froze, thinking he had seen me.
"My poor baby girl. You were so young….you should have lived. You should have graduated high school. Gone to college. Married a nice boy. Had a family. So many things…..and now you're gone." He whispered, his voice breaking as tears streamed down his face.
He sat there, for a while. Then it started to rain, as it did so often in Forks. He got up and left. I made sure he didn't see me.
After the sound of his cruiser had vanished from the air, I stepped toward the grave. It was my grave. I knelt down and traced the letters of my name with one hand.
Isabella Marie Swan. 1985-2003. A friend, a sister, a daughter, and so much more. She died too young, but shall never be forgotten. May she rest in peace in God's holy land.
I could have laughed. I wondered who had done my stone. Maybe Charlie and Rene had just bought one, not knowing what to put on it.
My eyes started to sting, and I felt as though I was going to cry. But I couldn't. My eyes wouldn't let water fall.
I looked up, into the gray sky, and let the rain was over my face.
'It must look as though I really am crying.' I thought as the water trickled down my face.
I smiled at the though. Finally, I could cry. I could let the rain be my tears, and the thunder be my sobs.
I stated like that for about an hour, and then it stopped raining.
Almost instantly, my phone rang. Edward, calling again.
"Bella…" He said softly.
I smiled. "Yes Edward?" I asked. I still felt sad, but now I felt a little better, knowing how I could cry.
"I miss you. I love you." He said gently.
I laughed. "I love you too. I'll be home soon. I'm leaving right now." I said.
"Okay. I'll be waiting, love." He said. We hung up, and I smiled up at the sky.
I made my way to the airport, wondering if Edward knew how to cry too…..
A/N so, what did you think? Please, if I got the dates wrong, don't get mad. And I'm not religious at all, so I did my best effort with the engraving. I hoped you liked it anyway. Well, please review!!