Bella's Point of View

I groaned quietly as I felt a sharp blast of pain in my head. I had just woken up from endless blackness finally, and I heard a voice like music directly above me. I hadn't opened my eyes, the pain was too unbearable.

"I think she's doing better." He mumbled, I think he was talking to himself. I gasped feeling a stabs all over my leg this time, followed by my ribs and arm. The worst part was the pounding of my head. That was constant. I knew I was squirming around like a flounder, and I didn't care. After about two seconds of floundering, I felt two warm hands press against my shoulders lightly, enough to keep me from squirming. "That can't be good for her broken body. This poor girl." He lightly brushed the hair that I didn't notice was in my face. I only concentrated on this voice. He stopped at that, still pinning me down, so I finally forced my eyes open. I only got them open a little, but the most beautiful face caught me off guard and my eyes flew completely open.

He had pale skin, about the same as mine part albino kind, with two incredible emerald green eyes shining down on me. He had copper colored hair that looked soft and well kept. All of him looked well kept. I decided to try to talk to him, because he was too beautiful to be real. I tried my best.

"Uh." Was all I managed. He was starring into my brown eyes, and I was starring into his green ones. Who is my mysterious savior? I wondered as my head continued to throb as I thought, and all of my bones ached. His eyes gave me enough distraction to bear it.

"Wow, your finally awake! You've made a big improvement since three days ago. How are you feeling?" The beautiful boy asked. I just starred at him and allowed my body to try to struggle. My pain was hardly noticeable compared to him. He looked concerned at me, his eyes clouded with emotion. I couldn't tell which. I tried to force my mouth to work. I tried to sit up, and it only half worked. I gasped in mega pain. My ribs hurt so badly, but I propped myself up with my good arm, which was unfortunately covered in bruises,

"Lay down!" The boy gasped fearfully, trying to carefully push me back down. I shook my head feebly, regretting it instantly. I don't know why, but I believe that I deserved all this pain for some reason.

"I-" I couldn't go on. My head hurt too much. I was scared now, forgetting the boy, I felt dizzy again.. I had to close my eyes and I started gasping for breath. How very unpleasant. I wonder how this all happened anyway? That was my last thought before I fell unconscious again, unaware of my guardian angel who was now holding me.

Edward's Point of View

This poor girl, what could have happened to her? I don't understand why I found her like this, dumped right in the middle of nowhere. From the little medical knowledge I have, I can tell it had something to do with other people. That much I was sure of. I could tell because she had huge bruises all along her arms, legs, and stomach. On her back, she had hundreds of scars from being whipped. My best guess was that he parents abused her, very badly. I wish I knew what her name was, she's so beautiful. She groaned quietly, and that was the first thing I had heard from her ever.

"I think she's doing better." I mumbled. This is great! Maybe she'll wake up soon. I sat by her, the whole time. I didn't leave once. We were in Texas somewhere, out very far from any cities. I would have taken her with me to continue traveling, but she was too injured to travel. I had set up a small camp, suitable for me to live there, and for her to lay and heal in. I believe I had been here for three days. Thank goodness for basic survival skills. I was glad I had learned them from my mother and father before they had died. That was my whole reason for traveling, I had no place to go. Maybe taking care of this girl was meant to be. I was content with that. I might even have a traveling partner if she gets well.

She gasped quietly and started to squirm. I knew she must be in horrible pain right now, but I knew the only thing I could do was hold her still.

"That can't be good for her broken body. This poor girl." I had cried for her, I didn't know her but she was in such a horrible shape. No body deserved this kind of treatment, and I had vowed to keep her alive no matter what. She will never be treated like this again. I lightly moved some strands of hair that had fallen in her face to behind her ear, then I continued to gently hold her down. I prayed that I wasn't causing her more pain.

It took me off guard when she opened her eyes, and it took my breath away. She had beautiful brown eyes that were spread wide open, probably at the sight of me. I probably didn't look too good right now, I hadn't left her side once. She had pale skin, almost part albino, but it still had a nice flesh color to it. It was almost like her skin slightly glowed. Or maybe I just needed more sleep. But I did know for sure, that she was the most beautiful girl I had ever seen. She looked to be about my age, maybe slightly younger.

"Uh." She managed to say to me. I grew even more excited. Maybe this girl would live and get well after all! We starred into each other's eyes for a few minutes, and I wondered what she was thinking. She looked confused, and maybe I saw a distant glimmer of fear?

"Wow, your finally awake! You've made a big improvement since three days ago. How are you feeling?" I asked quietly, hoping she understood. It didn't dawn on me until now that she might not speak English. I bet she did, but you never know. She started to thrash a little, it was a weak and tired thrash, but I held her still. I was thinking too much again. One million different thoughts and memories were pounding through my head but she said suddenly decided to do something stupid. She sat up and she winced as I knew her broken ribs were being bothered. Her eyes burned with determination, I was guessing to overcome the pain, but that didn't matter to me. She had to lay back down, now.

"Lay down!" I order fearfully. She could hurt herself even more! I carefully tried to push her back down but she shook her head at me.

"I-" She started to say but then she looked very sick. I wondered what was happening now. I realized a moment too late that she was falling unconscious again, but I realized quickly enough to catch her limp body that was falling forward toward me. I was slightly embarrassed to be holding this girl like this, I had shifted carefully to sitting indian style, and I hope she din't mind, but I held her in my lap, cradled in my hands. Ever few minutes I would feel her body give a great shudder, and each one tore at my heart. I murmured quietly to her every time, right in her ear so that maybe she would hear me.

"Please wake up. Please live to see a full life!" But most of all, I prayed to the heavens. I don't usually pray for things, but when I do I seek for guidance or hope. Such as when my parents died from the Spanish Flu, I had been praying and hoping for them to live. I had lost fate after they died, but I needed it now as much as ever. I still didn't understand why this girl was so important, but some higher being then myself tells me she is. I just have to trust this invisible higher being, and pray for the best and do whatever I can. She must live!

A/N: So... What do you think? They are obviously both humans, so this one is kind of far off from Twilight. I know this is going to sound weird, but I am actually connecting to this story better then the other one, "Imperfection". I will finish Imperfection mumbles about how she doesn't want to bother but I will for all you kind people who took the time to read it so far. I just hope you like this story as much, if not more! I will update as much as possible, and I REALLY can't wait to her reviews on this baby! I'll post more whenever I get time to, so be patient. I'm back to school.