Chapter 1

6 year old Bella Swan had seen enough death to last her eternity. First her grandma, then her mother, next was her father. Bella was terrified that one name would join that list. Melissa - the person that couldn't go. Bella wouldn't let her. She would go to hell and back to prevent anything happening to her elder sister. But that's the irony. Bella wanted her sister to be safe but she was the one that had caused Melissa this anguish. This grotesque reality that had come roaring down the streets of New York City in the form of an eighteen wheeler truck.

It was all Bella's fault and she knew that. She blamed herself entirely. Now you may be wondering why a six year old was feeling these things, feeling these emotions meant for people older and more mature than her but the truth was that Bella blamed herself. She had ran into the road when Melissa had said they needed to leave the park. Bella sat, broodingly looking at the floor of the waiting room. It was covered in scuff marks and dried mud. She shifted in the hard plastic hospital chair when the Social worker besides her asked if she wanted anything. She looked up, her eyes wide and red rimmed, her eyelashes holding on to the odd tear that she had cried.

Bella didn't like hospitals. They smelt of chemicals, the rusty smell of blood and, however hard they tried to hide it, the lingering scent of death. Bella had been 1 when her grandma died so that wasn't so bad but for her parents she had stared death in the eyes. Renee had died of Cancer. Charlie had jumped off a bridge roughly a month later, leaving his two daughters with no parents, no family, no money and no where to go but into care. There had been a huge case in the news when his body had been found due to him being a police officer. That was a year ago and the hole in her heart was only starting to heal. The hole had been ripped open again this afternoon when Melissa was rushed to hospital. Bella hadn't been able to ride in the ambulance as the paramedics worked over her sister, shouting at each other and plugging wires into her bloody and bruised body. Instead she had had to wait for Amalia - her social worker.

The doors creaked open to admit a blonde doctor - pulling Bella out of her thoughts. Her eyes flickered over to him as he walked over to them.

"Melissa is out of surgery. She should be waking up in a bit. You can go and see her." He said gravely before turning to Amalia and whispering. "There's not a very high chance of her survival." Bella was already running to Melissa's room so she didn't hear this. When Bella reached the right corridor she slowed to a walk. Sitting in a row on the uncomfortable hard chairs was another family. All were adults and all were extremely beautiful with matching golden eyes. The woman at the end looked up at her and gave her a weak smile. Bella bit her lip and turned to face the door to Melissa's room. The blind was drawn and Bella could just see a sliver of the room from under it. She froze and took a deep breath.

"Bella?" She turned at the sound of her name to see Dr Cullen - her sister's doctor. "Are you going in?" He asked. Bella's wide chocolate eye's flickered up to meet his golden ones. He must be a part of the other family in the corridor too.

"What if she doesn't want to see me?" She asked in a small voice that seemed way to loud in the midst of the deafening silence. Bella had no clue how silence could be deafening... It just was. Dr Cullen crouched in front of her.

"Why wouldn't she want to see you?" He asked gently. Bella felt ashamed to look in his eyes and opted to look at her shoes instead.

"Because it's my fault." She whispered, a tear sliding down her cheek silently. It was followed by another and another as she held back sobs.

"It's not your fault Bella. It's not anyone's fault. Your sister is very ill and she wants to see you. The last thing she said before her surgery was your name. If you can't do it for you then do it for her." Bella looked up at him. "Be brave for Melissa. She's being brave for you." He ended up whispering.

Taking a deep breath Bella pushed open the door, immediately wishing she hadn't. Melissa was lying in the hospital bed, wires and tubes sticking out of her, an oxygen mask across her mouth. She was pale - too pale - and her dark hair was splayed around her face like a halo. Melissa was beautiful, there was no doubt about it. It disgruntled Bella a bit the way that boys whistled and cat called at her sister but now, as she lay with monitors clustered around her bed, looking scraped and bruised it broke Bella's heart that little bit more. Melissa's beauty was destroyed the second she stepped into the road to save Bella. Her chest rose and fell - slowly and evenly. Her breath rattled in her throat. Bella felt tears blossom in her eyes and she ran to the side of the bed, clutching her sister's still hand in her little one.

"Bella?" Bella gasped and looked up to see Melissa's brown eye's staring into her own ones - each an exact of the others. The two sister's were identical in each and every factor apart from age.

"Missy?" Bella asked disbelievingly before throwing herself at her sister, wrapping her tiny arms around her. "I'm so sorry. It's all my fault." She sobbed into Melissa's shoulder. Melissa wrapped her arms around Bella's tiny frame weakly.

"Ssh. It's not your fault. Ssh." She soothed Bella. After a while the tears stopped and Bella sat at the end of the bed as Melissa collapsed onto the pillows tiredly. Her breaths grew wheezier and Bella felt her lip quiver. "Bella," She rasped out. "I love you. It's not you fault." She said slowly as it became hard to breath. The machine's beeping slowed along with her heart. Bella's eyes widened. "Don't... Forget... Me!" With that Melissa fell still as the monitor let out a big fat beep that went on. And on. And on.

"Missy?" Bella looked around and, upon finding no one, she did the only thing she could think of. She screamed.

The golden eyed family burst in - Dr Cullen at the front.

"Take Bella!" He commanded as he moved over to Melissa, starting CPR. Bella was whisked away as other Doctors and nurses ran in, wheeling a crash trolley. The shouts and yelling died faded away until all that was left was the rushing of blood and the pounding of her heart in her ears. Time seemed to slow as Bella was carried out the room and the door swung shut on the chaos. As the door swung shut on Melissa.