A/N: This would have been the first chapter of my story, and was started but never completed.

Disclaimer: I do not own the song nor the original characters, however all the construction workers are mine, but you can have them, not many would want them anyways.

Category: Books: Twilight

Genre: General/Drama/Adventure/Action/Romance

Summary: I felt my body tremble as I kissed him for the last time. I had to let go, even when my heart tore in two.

Even Heaven Cries
by: Dark Huntress
Chapter One

"Bella! Order up!" the burly man yelled, if anyone had ever asked me a year ago if I would find myself in this place, I would have said you were crazy.

"Got it!" I cried, sidestepping another wary waitress, it was noon, and the crowd was unreal, the café was definitely a big deal. "Thanks, Louie!"

Taking the large chicken sandwich, I smiled before meandering my way to the far corner, where a construction worker sat reading a paper. They had been working on the roads for several weeks now, the weather having finally wore away a lot of the good portions of the streets. Just last week I had almost been jerked off the street by a large pothole, but luckily, my small car was able to grip the gravel on the side of the roads in time. I really didn't want to end up at the bottom of one of the ditches.

"There you go, sir," I said, placing the steaming food in front of him, trying desperately to ignore the many missing teeth he had when he smiled. "Would you like some more to drink?"

"Yes, please," he said pleasantly, holding up his empty glass, smiling, I gently picked up the glass, almost choking at the dirty grime that was left behind.

"What did you have?" I asked, making sure my hands were placed on the few areas where the black smudges were not present.

"Coke," he answered, and I nodded my head, slipping away quickly, making gagging motions with my hands to the rest of the girls.

Walking to the machine, I filled the glass, waving at a new customer who entered. Quickly returning the drink, I rushed to the kitchen, escaping momentarily from the hustle of the outside world. I hadn't taken my break yet, and would have to wait for the crowd to leave before I did. I made good money, but there were days when I regretted everything.

A few months ago, Charlie had found out that he had cancer, liver cancer to be more precise. The police force had been more than helpful, but my father being just what he was, refused to be carried, and quit. So, with his chemotherapy once a week and radiation every day except for Fridays, it was getting expensive. The Veteran's Association was helping immensely, but not enough to cover all the bills.

Sighing, it had been hard, for both of us, but without any choice, I had dropped out of college and started working full time. I had two jobs, one here at the diner, and then a third shift one down at the local grocery store. Even with that, we were just barely getting by.

Renee was finalizing her divorce in a couple weeks, and moving back to Forks to help me take care of Charlie. Though really, it would turn out that I would then be taking care of two people, rather than one. But it would be nice to have someone around that possibly help with some things, I wasn't keeping my hopes up though.

Shaking my head, I returned the drink to the customer before walking back towards the kitchen. The crowd was slowing, probably because the building was packed full, but either, no more customers was always good.

Smiling at Louie, I sat down, exhausted. It was sweltering in the kitchen, the steam from the hot dish water and heat from stoves about drove anyone mad. But being that it was the only spot that wasn't crazy, I didn't have much choice.

Leaning back, I laughed when Angela walked in and through herself down on the chair beside me, blowing her bangs out of her eyes and promptly falling asleep. In two weeks she and Ben would become man and wife, and I was happy for her. I didn't pretend to think that I wasn't jealous of her happiness, but I wasn't so much so that I didn't support her. She was happy, he made her happy, and that was all that truly mattered.

"I don't know about you, but I'm bushed," I said, and she nodded her head, laughing slightly as she slumped back against the chair.

"Yeah, and after this I have to go try on the dress again! Bella, never get married," she said, and we laughed, even though deep down, now, I wanted nothing more.

"I'll remember that," I commented, not letting her see how much it hurt me, I still ached, would always ache, but that was meant for late at night, not for now.

The rest of the day passed without mishap, which I have to say, is quite a conquest on my part. Rubbing my forehead, I waved goodbye, ready to go home to check on Charlie. I also needed sleep, my other shift would start in eight hours, and I already felt like my body was completely drained.

The streets were empty