STANDING UP

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Bella's POV

"Hey!"Jacob complained"How come the food is over so fast?"

I so much wanted to point out that he was the reason for this but I sat quietly like I had been for the past week and I was tired of being quiet, tired of sitting here doing nothing.

My sadness had turned to anger I was angry at Jacob for doing this, angry at Edward for not coming and at me to do nothing.

I had to make myself more useful and stop sitting and waiting for Edward to save me. I had to take a step myself.

"I think I will have to go to the town again today."he says to himself.

Since the past week its always been like this Jacob and I having a one sided conversation in which he only spoke and he only replied but now we were also used to this one sided conversation. I never asked something from him to eat or to drink. He just kept it on the table and goes out and I eat just a little of it to stop my stomach from making those awful sounds. 

Right now I was not starving for food, my body was starving for Edward, the taste of his lips on my lips was the only thing I begged to get.

This was it I thought I have to do something now.

Jacob puts a plate in front of me and looks at me and says " I am going to the town to buy some food. You want something?"he asks is the most sincere manner to which I ignore him and somewhere deep in my heart a feeling of guilt binds me.

"Alright"he says and takes a bag with him "I will be back in a few hours, take care."he says and leaves immediately shutting the door behind.

As soon as he is gone I try to get up and bring my plan in action. My plan right now is to runaway.

I don't know how or where just runaway far from here.

As soon as my feet touch the ground my body pulls them back and I  fall with a thud on the couch.

I try  again and succeed in moving one step and stumble but balance myself and again fall this time hard on the ground.

"Come on Bella!"

The third time is always a success I  think and start again and this time I reach the small make shift kitchen counter.

I look for a bag or something to put some stuff in it. In a corner I see a black duffel covered completely with dust. I scoop it out and start packing whatever I could get which includes two packs of biscuit, three small water bottles, Jacob's torch and his jacket to keep myself warm and the blanket on the couch. I even fetch the knife and a spoon from the counter and untie the rope holding the kitchen counter together and stuff all of that in the bag. 

I touch the back of my bandaged head and wince when the worse kind of pain shoots out from it, I grab the first aid kit placed on the mantle kept with a match box and wood. I grab all of them and fill my duffel to the brim.

"That's it Bella" I say to myself, "no more waiting for Edward, I am going to stand up for myself." and I step out.



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