Rhea Swan is often the forgotten twin sister of Bella Swan. Rhea currently lives with her mother but is moving back to Forks with her sister. Until three years ago Rhea was living with her dad in Forks. She claims to have wanted to spend more time w...
One month has passed and Bell has yet to leave her room. Her nightmares got worse with each passing day. Dad and I were barely sleeping, only worrying about Bella. Jas would come visit every other weekend but it wasn't the same. I missed him. Halloween came and went. I dressed up as an Egyptian goddess. I handed out candy to the few trick or treaters.
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It was now November. Bella finally came out of her room. It was just to the kitchen but still, she left. Jasper's visits became less and less frequent, only coming once in the past few weeks. Rose started ignoring my calls. My guess is Edward got to them. In order to get some sleep, I started driving to the Cullen house. Jas's room was still made up with a bed and everything.
December. Bella has started coming to school. She refuses to talk to anyone, sit anywhere but the Cullen table. I took refuge in the library during lunch and my study hall. It was Christmas. I helped Dad decorate the tree just like I did every year. Bella stayed in her room. I brought her dinner but she wouldn't look at me. Dad and I watched out annual Christmas movie before I went to bed, hoping to get a few hours of sleep before Bella woke us up. I looked at my desk and found that my homework was done and a wrapped present was sitting on it. I looked at the tag. It was from Jas. I put it in my desk drawer and went to bed.
Dad and I were sitting on the couch watching TV. Well, Dad was watching TV, I was reading Dracula that I hadn't gotten around to giving Jas. Bella walked downstairs, not even saying a hello, and walked right past us.
"That's it!" Dad yelled throwing down the newspaper on the coffee table.
"That's what?" Bella asked. That was the first time I had heard her speak in two weeks.
"You're going to Jacksonville with your mother."
"What? Why?"
"I just - don't know what to do anymore. You don't act like someone left you; more like someone died."
"I'm not leaving Forks."
"Bella, they're not coming back. He's never coming back... Edward, Jas... they are gone. And there is nothing we can do except move on," I whispered tuning the conversation out.
Bella apparently had plans with Jessica to go shopping. It was to show Dad that she was moving on. Dad invited me to their girls day and since I had no other friends I had to say yes. A few days later we were on our way to meet up with Jessica. I told Bella that I wouldn't be joining her for the movie and shopping. Bella got in Jessica's car and I drove over to the Cullen house.
I sent the next few hours in Jas's room writing in a hidden journal much like my ancestor. I mostly wrote about Jas and our time together. At the end of each entry, I would tell Jas that I love him and that I missed him on the off chance that he was reading it. Then I drove to pick Bella up and we went home. Dad didn't question why Bella was the only one with shopping bags. I think he knew I wasn't with her.
The next morning I was awoken by a loud pounding on my door. I opened the door to see Bella standing there dressed and ready to go somewhere. She told me to get dressed and be in her car in ten minutes. I slammed the door in her face. She pounded on my door again. I opened it once more and she repeated her sentence. I slammed the door in her face again. This continued for another few minutes. I'm surprised that Dad wasn't yelling at us to knock it off. I guess Bella finally had enough because she just burst into my room and threw clothes at me only this time they hit me in the face. I threw them right back at her.
"What is your problem?" Bella asked as the pair of jeans hit her in the face.
I scoffed. "Me?! What's your problem?! For the past three months, all you have done is mope about Edward and now you when it is my turn to be the depressed one you won't let me. News flash Bella, not everything is about you. For the past six years I have been told that I wasn't good enough, wasn't pretty enough. Then I finally found someone who knew that I was more than just good enough and you forced him away. No! It is my turn to wallow for a while. Take your shit and get out." I forcefully pushed her out of my room and locked the door.
One set of feet tromped downstairs and two more came right back up. A softer knock sounded at my door and I asked who it was. Dad's voice drifted through the crack and he asked what was wrong. So I told him. I told him as much of the truth as I could without sounding like a lunatic. He used the master key to unlock my door and he came in. He gave me a big hug and told me that if I needed anything to just holler. He then told Bella to leave me alone for the rest of the day.
Once he left I pulled out my laptop and texted Blue Eyes. Thankfully he wasn't with a client and had time for a face-time. We talked until his next client came in and he acted as my therapist as well as my friend. I honestly felt better after talking with him. He told me that he would put me on his schedule for the next few weeks and I agreed. He then said that he would work out the money thing with my parents. We said our goodbyes and I closed my laptop.
