It was late fall and I was sitting on the porch at my dad's, when I heard a noise. I dropped the glass that was in my hand. I ran inside to see my dad on the ground holding his chest.

I ran over to him. "Dad! Dad!" I yelled. He didn't answer he was just holding his chest in pain.

I went into the kitchen and dialed Billy. "Hello." He said. I was crying by now.

" Charlie, he.. On the floor, …. Heart attack." I scattered out. "Please help, I don't want to loose him." I sobbed out.

I heard Charlie yell in pain. I dropped the phone and ran over to him. "Hold in there dad." I tried to say.

I put him on my back and dragged him to the car. I put him in the passenger seat and drove to the hospital.

"Don't leave me, not yet, not ever, I can't live without you." I cried.

I pulled up at the hospital emergency room and dragged his lifeless body inside.

The doctors rushed over to me and took him. I wanted to go with him.

"He's my father, please let me see him." I cried. "I'm sorry your going to have to wait in the waiting room." She said.

I cried when they took him away. Billy and Jake came rushing in. When he saw me, it looked like his heart just dropped. He ran over to me and hugged me as tight as he could.

"Where is Charlie." Billy said. "They took him away from me." I cried. I felt Jakes tears on my cheeks as he held me. Like an hour later the doctor came out. I looked up. "I'm sorry-" He started before I interrupted.

"No!.. He can't be gone, he can't….I want to see him." I cried getting up. "I'm sorry." I ran past him to the room they took him to. He was laying in a bed, looking really pale. No life left in him. I felt my knees give in and I fell to the ground and cried. "No…!" I sobbed.

Jake grabbed me as I cried silent tears. My dad, my father, the one who raised me and did all he could for other people and not himself. Billy and Jake took me to there house. I sat at the table in the kitchen.

I don't know how long I sat there. Watching people with there lives and loving family's. Charlie was my only family left. My mom , step dad, and step brother, were instantly killed in a car accident. Some times I wish that it was me who should have died.

I eyes hurt from crying and my voice was crackly from screaming. The pain in my heart hurt so much. "Bella honey." Billy said sitting beside me. "I think you should eat something." He said. I felt like crying more, but I didn't. "I'm not hungry." I said trying to hold myself together. I pictured my dad,

*Flash back*

"Bella, you need to eat something, I'm worried about you." He said. "I'm not hungry." I said. I turned back towards the window. "I am worried Bella, I don't want to lose you again." He said. "Don't worry dad, I am not going anywhere." I said. He left the room with a worried look. I cried. My mom and family had died only a month ago, and I was so depressed.

*Flashback *

I couldn't think about my family anymore, it just made me want to cry more. Billy held me in his arms as I couldn't hold it in any longer. "I miss him." I cried. "If you want you can stay with us, if you can't handle staying at your house."

He said softly. I nodded.

A/N I almost cried writing this story… Well the next chapter will be two years later….