Edwardluvr22 has come up with another crazy idea and ran with it. I am most confident with this one though. For all my readers who have read my other stuff, welcome back! To the newbies, welcome! I hope the ride through my imagination is both entertaining and worth while.

Summary: When Bella Swan comes to Forks Washington, she didn't expect to be thrown in the midst of a tragedy involving Edward Cullen. When he is unreachable by everyone but her, will she be able to bring this comatose patient back to the real world, or will he be doomed to remain her secret friend unable to continue on with life or even a physical relationship? All Human, canon pairings.

Disclaimer: Stephenie Meyer owns all characters etc...


Preface

His face was inches away from mine, eyes smoldering with need. I wanted him to kiss me, hold me, damn it just touch me.

The strong arms of my personal Adonis rose to rest on either side of my head as if I had no escape. He leaned closer now, oh so close and I almost expected him to actually kiss me this time, for once.

"Damn it Bella!" He whispered fiercely, those beautiful green eyes looking so defeated I wanted to cry. His body was so close to mine, just shy of being pressed up against me everywhere, but I couldn't feel him. I could see him, hear him, but I wanted more. I should have been able to feel the heat radiating off of him and onto me, I should have been able to smell his scent without the grossly disinfected hospital stench, I should have been able to feel his breaths fanning across my face. No, none of it.

"I'm sorry," I said quietly, a treacherous tear escaping me. Reflexively his hand dropped to my face as if to wipe my tears away. Oh how much I wish he would. He paused though, he couldn't do it. No matter how much we both wanted him to, he would not, could not.

Suddenly he was as far away from me as he could get inside of my small room. More tears poured from my eyes as I watched in horror the torment raging within his eyes. It wasn't supposed to be like this. Why couldn't I be smarter? Why couldn't I find the way? My fault.

After what seemed like an eternity of despair, he spoke, "I can't do this." And my heart broke a little more. His eyes turned hard, his face losing all emotion. No!

"Edward please! Don't… don't do this," I was barely able to get out my words while choking down my sobs. He couldn't leave me now. "It doesn't matter that you can't touch me. I just need you, to see you, talk to you, laugh with you. It will be okay. I love you."

If at all possible, his eyes became harder and I could practically see his walls building up quicker than I could pull them down, completely blocking me out.

"Isabella," this time my full name from his lips stung, "I don't want to do this anymore," he paused briefly, "I don't want you."

"W-what? Edward it's okay, really! I-"

"No, it is not okay. It never will be. I don't love you Isabella. I never have, you were just there and it was convenient." My knees gave out as I dropped to the floor. I wish he had caught me.

"You're lying…" my voice was weak and I only half believed my words.

"Wrong again. You were a distraction, but it grew boring. I mean how fun is it to look and not touch?" He actually smirked at the end and rolled his eyes. No, too cruel. He wouldn't.

"But you said… and…"

"Don't kid yourself any longer little girl. I would rather die today than remain with you like this."

"But I need you! Your family needs you!" My cry was hysterical and pleading but for once he was entirely cold towards me. He didn't want me?

"No, what you need is an insane asylum. As for my family, they'll get over it," With that he was gone, never to return. It was then that I died. Without him there would be no life in me at all, but he was right. I was insane. I had always been and yet I thought that didn't matter. I was wrong again.

Curled on the floor I cried for who knows how long. I think several people tried to come in, but my door was locked and they went away eventually. "If only"s kept running through my mind in constant torture. My life had walked out on me.

If only I was good enough. If only he really loved me. If only he could have woken up from this rather confusing coma. If only, if only he could have touched me, just once. If only I could have kissed him, then maybe things would be okay. If only… but I was cut off my a major, for lack of a better phrase, Jimmy Newtron brain blast.

My tears, sobs and shaking ceased as I starred wide-eyed at the wall. This wasn't it; there was always a chance. I had to try; I had to save him, even if he didn't want me. This was no longer about me, it was about saving the man I loved. I would not let him die.

I darted toward my door and pulled it open with such haste that it crashed against the wall. I didn't even cringe. Alice and Jacob were sitting outside my door worried, confused. They both seemed to want to talk at the same time once I emerged from my hellhole, but I cut them off.

"Alice, I need you and your reckless driving skills to get me to that hospital at world record breaking speed."

A grin spread across her face mischievously, "That Bella, I can do." She grabbed my hand and we both took off to race against time, fate, odds, and anything else that was willing to get in my way now.

That is where I plan to take this story, but of course you all must find out what is going on first. First chapter up soon. Review if you love it, review if you like it, review if you don't! I am open to all opinions :D And please do not worry, these characters will all receive their happily ever after.