It was cold and dark. I didn't know where I was. I was starving, and when I regained conciousness, I realized I couldn't move. There was something on top of me, and I knew I couldn't move it even if I tried. I was starting to go light headed, realizing I had been passed out for a while. How long? I didn't know. I reached for my phone in my pocket and found that it wasn't there. Had I been mugged? What was the last thing I had done yesterday? I realized. It was all my fault. If Edward hadn't moved away, I wouldn't have risked my life to do something so stupid as to think of him. Just to see his face, imagine everything was going to be okay, but it wasn't, and it was all my fault. I knew I should have just moved on, but I didn't.
"Help! Help me!" I started yelling as loud as my exhausted body would let me. The motorcylce still pushed down on my midsection and I could feel the surroundings close in on me. The woods were wet and dark, and it was raining of course. I was beginning to feel hopeless, lost, in a way. I was just waiting to die alone, but at least the baby and I would be ok. Edward had left me, regardless of the fact that I was pregnant with his child. Jacob was all I had left now, after Charlie was killed by James, all I could feel was my life falling apart around me. And how could Edward be so ignorant as to leave me after my father was killed and I was pregnant with his child? I had no idea. Jacob was the one spark of hope I had left. He and Billy had offered to take me in and Jacob had offered to help me raise the child. But all of that was about to change, I was dying in the woods, helpless, alone, and even if I did make it out alive, the baby surely wouldn't.
About 10 minuted later, I felt the pressure being alieviated from my middle. It was Jacob! I was beginning to regain hope, but at the same time, I was losing it just as fast.
"Bella, are you okay? You crashed on the bike."
"Yeah- I, I 'm okay, I think." Were the words I managed to strangle out.
"Lets get you to a hospital."
I could feel myself being lifted off the ground and into a vehicle of some sort, I assumed an ambulance, and soon after I heard sirens going off. I was going to make it. I had to! Even though Edward left me, the child would be my little way of always remembering him. Soon after, we arrived at the hospital and I was rushed into the E.R.
"Hello Bella! How are you holding up?" Whoever's voice that was sounded very familiar. It was almost like it was Edward all over again. Only older...
"Dr. Carlisle, the patient's mother is here to visit her." I knew the voice sounded familiar!