The Answer to The Question

by N.J Maacha

Bella is all alone in the world but the internet is a totally different place where she is surrounded by people who depend on her to answer all the questions they have about any little thing. Her day's are spent pondering these questions and then suddenly everything is turned backwards when she get's a new secret admirer on her blogging account. Who is this crazy new fanatic? R&R

11. Chapter 11

I awoke to a cold rush of wind. My covers were pulled tightly around me, but my hair blew about my face in a weird rush. I jumped, bouncing from my warm bundle to see what the disturbance was. My window was wide open, sending the cold Forks air into my bedroom. I shivered and took the few steps over to close it and then dived back into bed. I just wanted to curl up and sleep. Drift back into dreams of nothing.

I struggled briefly to fall back into slumber but when ever I closed my eyes, I could only see his face. That beautiful half-smile and tinkling laugh. I tossed and turned in my bed and when it failed I finally pulled myself out of bed and entered the bathroom. I undressed and turned the hot water all the way up, steaming the mirror and washing away my sleep.

"You're up late Bella." Jacob called from the hallway. I ignored him and focused only n the water running over my body. I needed to get my act together, or more like get it back to normal. Back to my normal dragging my feet around the house and focusing only on the lives other people through a computer screen, instead of letting my mind run off with thoughts of a boy I hardly knew. I finally got out when the water turned cold and dried off, changing into a pair of jeans and a green sweater.

"Tell me how he died." The command rung in my ears as I opened the door to my bed room. He sat there, window open again, on my bed his head down, eyes looking up at me through full lashes. The picture of my father and me clutched in his hands. I sat on the bed beside him and looked over his shoulder at the photo in the frame. I was six, maybe seven. His sweet eyes lined prematurely by wrinkles, his smile wide and inviting. I felt so safe with Charlie, the same feeling of safety I felt with Edward.

"I haven't talked with anybody about it."

"I'm here for you." He looked over at me, face stony and yet warm. "You can talk to me."

"It happened recently." I took a deep breath and exhaled loudly. "We were fishing. He loved to fish."

My eyes where draw back to that picture. The tackle box and the fishing rod where on the ground in front of us, water stretched as far as the eye could see behind us. "It started raining and before we knew it everything was wet. I didn't even want to be there. I had complained the whole time, a sixteen year old girl doesn't want to be fishing, but he just laughed and we ran to the car. The road 's where so wet and the rain was pouring down from the sky. It was dark and then suddenly it was really bright and dad stopped singing whatever he had been singing and he hit the brakes really hard. My head flew forward and hit the dashboard, and then everything went black. I don't remember anything after that. People where talking, but I didn't want to open my eyes, and then it was too bright to open my eyes and we where moving again. I feel asleep and didn't wake up for three days, Charlie never woke up. They said that the guy driving the other car fell asleep at the wheel, and when dad tried to stop we slid in the water and hit a bunch a trees sliding down one of the hills."

I looked up at Edward, I had never talked to anyone about this. Jacob had met me in the hospital and had just held me for hours as I cried, but we never talked about it. We never really talked about Charlie in the whole four years since he died. "I didn't get to say good-bye, I just complained the whole time."

I sat there, eyes closed for a couple of seconds, till I felt Edward wrap his arms around me. We both fell back on my bed and I opened my eyes, his golden ones looking back at me. "It's okay you know."

"I know." I closed my eyes again. "Sometimes."

We sat in silence for a little while, but it was cut short by the sound of my stomach rumbling. He laughed and sat up. "Hungry?"

"Yeah." I blushed jumping up from the bed. "I'll be right back."

I rushed out of the room and down the steps. My fort had been disassembled and Jacob was nowhere to be found. I quickly made myself a bowl of cereal and rushed up the steps, but Edward too had vanished. I sighed sitting on my floor. I didn't even want to eat anymore I just wanted to curl up in a ball and disappear. I ate anyways and then climbed back into bed, wrapping myself in my blankets and staring at the closed window, wondering when I would see Edward again and what we would talk about the next time he visited me.