Chapter 5; Just Sleep
Theme song; False King by Two steps from Hell
(it will play up the mood if you listen to it while reading.)
I stood there, staring down at Rosalie's body. It had been over three days since she killed herself. Emmett wasn't even here today, nor was Alice.
The only reason I was here was because I felt like I had to for Jasper. If he couldn't say goodbye to his sister, then I would for him. The only problem; I don't know what to say to her fro him.
"Poor kid, it looks as if she's asleep." An old lady who had just walked by me said. I hang mine head low. It wasn't true; Rose didn't look like she was asleep. From the time, I had known her; she always slept with her arms wrapped around her legs as if she was hugging herself. So no, she didn't look like she was sleeping, she looked dead.
"How could you? What if Jasper wakes up and your not there? Did you even think of Em…" I stopped when I choked down a sob that treaded to escape my lips.
"Bella," Someone breathed my name from behind me. I turned to see Edward looking at me with unemotional eyes. They had no life in them.
"Are you alright?" He asked me, his breath blown into me, lingering around my face. I just nodded at him, never breaking eye contacted as we just stood there and stared at each other. He knew I had lied to him, heck anyone who was looking at me at the moment, knew I wasn't okay, but Edward didn't push it. He just nodded back. We stood there for a moment, looking into each other eyes not saying a word. It felt like we were trying to look into each other soul to find how much pain we were hiding from each other and the world. After a few minutes, Edward broke first, shifting his eyes to Rosalie's body.
Edward and Rosalie always fought every time they got together. They seemed to never get alone but looking at Edward now as he was taking in Rose's dead form, you wouldn't have known that. His blank eyes flashed pain for a split second before going back to the vacant empty stare that their held. Without a word, I seized his hand and pulled him away from Rose's casket. Edward didn't fight me as I pulled his away. It wasn't healthy for us to just gawk at a dead body and he knew that.
"Bella, Edward," A voice sounded behind us. Edward stopped pulling my hand to stop me as well. I didn't have to turn to see who it was this time that voice was all too recognizable. Jacob.
Before I had time to turn, Jacob had seized my waist and pulled me into a bear-hug. I felt Edward release my hand as I held on to Jacob as my feet were lifted from the ground.
"Jacob, please" I gasped out unable to breathe. He placed me back down onto the balls of my feet.
"Sorry," Jacob murmured as I felt the weight of his arms leave my body, allowing me to breathe again. I turned my head slightly to the side when I saw Embry move at out the corner of my eye. He seemed to think he was out of place here.
"I'm sorry, Bella this must be tough on you." Embry said indifferently as if he didn't know what else to say.
Again, I just nodded. I didn't know what to say back. That he was right? Or that he had no idea how hard and tough this was on me? It didn't feel right to point that out, so I just kept my mouth shut.
"So where was you pulling Edward off to when we stopped you?" Jacob asked me after a few uncomfortable moments of silence.
"Outside," I told him in a dead sort of voice, "Away from this room." Jacob nodded and Edward shifted his weight from one foot to the other.
"Do you want us to with you?" Jacob asked and I shook my head.
"No, go say your goodbye first, and then you can join us outside if you wish." Jacob nodded and turned away from us, pushing on Embry shoulder to pull him along with him. I turned to Edward who was looking at floor. "Would you like to get out of here?" I asked him, already knowing his answer without him having to speak it.
"Please," He whispered to me without looking up. I reached out taking his hand in mine and pulled him through the people who were trying to get a better look at the casket that held Rose's body.
I pushed the door out of my way, almost hitting Grace in the face with it. Why was she here?
"Bella," She cried out running into my leg, hugging it. I looked down at her then back at her mom. I felt Edward squeeze my hand.
"Jonathan didn't make it," Her mother told me looking down at her daughter. Jonathan must have been her son. "We were making our way to the room where they placed him, when Grace here saw you." I nodded looking down at Grace who was looking up at me with a weak smile.
"Would you come with us please?" She asked me. I turned to Edward who shrugged his shoulders at me.
"Sure, we'll go with you." I told Grace, grabbing her small hand in mine other hand that wasn't holding Edwards. Her mother led the way as we followed behind her. Jonathan's room was right next to Rosalie's.
When we entered the room, a strong powerful scent of roses and lilies hit me making me grow weak at the knees. For one reason; the roses remind me of Rosalie, the other reason; lilies was Jaspers favorite flowers.
"Come met Jonathan, Bella." Grace told me as she pulled my hand. I nodded numbly, letting Edward's hand go as I followed Grace to her brother body.
When we got closer, I saw her brother for the first time. He had to be at least 15 of age.
He had honey golden hair that was the longer than most boys. His cheeks had a pale glow to them as if it was highlighting the scar that reached from his forehead to his chin. He was put in a red shirt that said 'I wish I was anywhere but here right now'. I choked back a sob.
Grace tried to stand on her tiptoes to see her brother but failed at it. She was to short. Before I had time to reach down to lift her up so she could see, Edward was behind her, lifting her up by the under arms.
"Here you go," He muttered to her lifting her high enough to see him. I watched as Grace's mom face fall as she saw Jonathan for the first time since his death.
I couldn't take it anymore. Death, sickness, hurt, pain. I just couldn't stand it any longer. I had to get out of here. I turned quickly on my heels and raced out of the room and through the doors that led to the outside. In my haste, I slammed the door into Jacob stomach. From afar, I could hear Edward calling my name.
Without telling Jacob I was sorry, I hurried away from him and raced to my bike. Now Jacob and Edward both we're shouting my name. I didn't answer them. I just started the bike and kicked it into gear all in one movement.
"Let her go," Embry said. "Just let her leave,"
"She shouldn't be drivi--" That was the last thing I heard Edward say before I sped away from them.
I didn't know where I was heading until I hit the major highway that led out of town. The only place I felt like I was free. Where, ever if Jasper was in a coma, he was still there with me. Our hill.
I'm sorry this took me forever to post. I been having writer block. Ugh. This is just this story, if for all my storys and for that I'm sorry. I'll try to work around that for ya'll. On a brighter note, here's a new chapter. =]