"R-Rose?" I sob, trying to control my breathing. "What are you doing here? How'd you get in?"
Rose rolls her eyes. "You've been ignoring me for days, I was worried. I could hear you crying from in the hallway and I checked your door and it was unlocked."
I nod my head in understanding and use the edge of my blanket to wipe at my face.
"What's up, Bella? What's wrong?" Rose sounds concerned as she sits on the edge of my bed beside me.
"I'm just sad, that's all," I tell her. My breathing has slowed down to almost normal now. "I'll be fine. Don't worry about me."
"Bullshit," Rose says. "Obviously you're not just a little sad. I thought we were friends? You can tell me what's wrong."
"Today's the anniversary of my mom's death. It's just a bad day. She's only been gone two years now."
"Aww, Bella." Rose scoots over on the bed and wraps me in a hug. "I'm so sorry. I had no idea."
"It's okay. It's not like it's the first thing I go around telling people. I'm usually okay. It's just today..."
"Hey. You don't need to explain yourself to me. I just came by to harass you out to brunch with me. Do you feel up to it?"
I'm hungry and the offer is tempting, but I really don't want to go. I want to stay in bed and wallow and be sad.
"I don't think so," I tell her, focusing my attention to my lap.
"Are you sure, Bella?" Rose asks. "We'll just go to someplace nearby. I'm starving."
I nod, reluctantly. "Yeah, okay. I am pretty hungry. Do I have time to go shower?"
"Sure. Can I just go in before you? I gotta piss like a racehorse."
I raise my eyebrows at her and just shrug. "Sure."
"Hey, it's a long cab ride from my place!" Rose heads to my bathroom and I stretch, getting out of bed.
Maybe it will be good to have some distractions for today.
It's interesting you guys all thought it was Edward/that he stayed. Bella lives in a studio. There was nowhere for him to hide!
Where did he go, though?
Are we mad at him?