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A/N: Hey all! I'm writing another story….I can't really concentrate on either of my stories so I'm writing this story to kind of get my mind going with my other two stories! Please read AND review! I can't tell you how annoying it is to see your stats going up and know people are reading and only getting like 2 reviews. So, don't bother reading if you aren't going to tell me what to work on and what you like and such. I'm not begging for reviews but I write on this site so that people can read and tell me what they think. So, read and review. Thanks!! I really hope you like it!

Disclaimer: I do not own Twilight or any of its characters! They all belong to the lovely Stephenie Meyer!

Synopsis: Bella get's Acute Leukemia and is given three months to live. She decides that she can either let the Leukemia get her down, or she can make the most of her last three months on Earth. With Edward by her side, things don't seem so bad. They make the most of her last three months, together. In the last seconds of her life, she will have to make the most important decision of her existence. Die, or live forever…

Chapter 1:

Fragile

I waved goodbye to Rosalie and Emmett, who had been babysitting me while Edward was away hunting with Alice. I had begged Edward to let me stay at my own house tonight, instead of his. And he had grudgingly let me.

I bolt locked the front door just as my new cell phone buzzed in my jacket pocket. I sighed, pulling it out and pressing accept, then putting it to my ear. "Hello?" I asked.

"Bella, how are you?" Edward's worried voice came over the phone and my heart melted with relief. I had been so anxious all day just to hear his voice.

I sighed, holding onto his voice. "I'm just fine. When will you be back?" I asked anxiously.

Edward chuckled lightly. "Tomorrow afternoon. I really wish you would stay at my house." He argued again.

I rolled my eyes, kicking off my shoes and taking off my jacket, hanging it up on the coat rack absently. "Edward, I will be fine here." I said promisingly. Sometimes, he worried way too much.

"Charlie isn't home, Bella. He's staying at Billy's." Edward countered.

I paused. I hadn't remembered that Charlie had called and said that he was too exhausted to drive home from La Push, so he was going to stay at Billy's for the night. "So? I'm 18, Edward. I think I can handle being home alone for one night." I snapped, closing the living room blinds.

I heard my love sigh then I could almost feel him roll his eyes. "If you say so, Bella." He said seriously.

"Yes, I do say so. Now you go have fun hunting mountain lions, alright?" I said, smiling.

I heard Edward laugh his wonderful, musical laugh that sent my heart racing. "Okay, love. Get to sleep soon. It's late. I love you, my only love." He said, his voice getting softer as he said he loved me.

I smiled even wider. "I love you too, Edward. I miss you." I said sadly, frowning now.

"I miss you too, darling. I will see you tomorrow. Don't hurt yourself." Edward said seriously.

"I'll try not to." I snapped into the phone. But I couldn't stay angry for long. I sighed. "See you tomorrow."

"Good bye, Bella." I heard the click and knew that he was no longer on the phone. I closed my own phone and frowned deeply, already missing his angelic voice.

My missing was cut short as an agonizing pain ripped through my head. I gasped, clutching at my head and squeezing my eyes shut. I slowly sank onto my knees, gasping and crying out in pain. I distantly heard my phone falling to the ground but did not try to catch it. Just as suddenly as the pain had come, it went away.

I sat there on the floor, breathing heavily and sweating. I suddenly felt extremely tired and incredibly weak. I crawled over to the couch and used it to help me stand. Once I was standing, I almost fell over. My heart was pounding in my ears. I sighed shakily and slowly made my way to the kitchen.

I opened the cupboard and took out a glass. I sat it down on the counter and walked to the fridge, taking out the carton of juice. I had to use both hands to carry it just the ten or so feet to the counter. Frowning, I poured myself some juice and drank it slowly.

This hurt my shoulder muscles and I winced, setting down my glass. My muscles and joints had been hurting off and on for a few weeks now. I figured I just had a virus, and didn't ever think too much of it.

I hadn't eaten anything for a few hours and figured that I should eat something before I went to bed, but I wasn't hungry and nothing sounded appetizing. So instead, I finished my juice and put the glass in the sink after rinsing it quickly. I left the juice on the counter and turned off the kitchen light.

I slowly made my way up the stairs, my knees almost giving out on me a few times. I had to grip the railing tightly in order to keep from falling backwards and down the stairs. Why was I so incredibly tired all of the sudden? I had had plans of staying up late into the night, reading my favorite book. Wuthering Heights. But those plans now seemed hopeless, as I could barely make it up the stairs without wanting to pass out from exhaustion.

Finally reaching my bedroom, I grabbed my bag of toiletries and my sweatpants and t-shirt. Maybe a shower would help wake me up. I made my way to the bathroom and closed the door gently behind me.

I looked in the mirror, surprised to find my already pale face, even more pale than usual. I brushed it off, assuming it was just because I was tired. I stripped down, minding my sore shoulders. I turned on the water and adjusted it to the temperature I liked.

Stepping into the shower, I stood under the steaming hot water and sighed with relief. I washed my hair, loving the feel of the water caressing my skin. I then washed my body, savoring the sweet feel of the sponge on my sore body.

I stood under the water again and let it run down my face and over the rest of my body. I don't know how, but somehow I managed to be on the bathtub floor. The water was still running, but by now it was cold and made me shiver relentlessly. I groggily sat up, turning off the water and looking around me.

I was sprawled on the tub floor, not having any idea as to how I had gotten there. My only thought was that I must have fallen asleep and sank onto the tub floor, narrowly missing the wall and the soap holder as I did so.

It was a miracle that I had missed the wall and soap holder. Sighing, I stood up and wrapped a fluffy white towel around me and quickly dried off. As I was getting dressed, I noticed a huge black bruise on my left arm. I poked it, wincing at the sudden pain it caused me. It hadn't been there before I got into the shower. The only explanation I could think of was that I hit my arm while falling, almost like I had tried to catch myself but failed, hitting my arm on the wall instead.

This puzzled me and shook me up a little bit. I didn't feel like myself tonight and just wanted to go to bed. I quickly ran the brush through my hair a few times and finished getting dressed. I threw my dirty clothes and towel into the hamper and turned off the light, walking to my dark bedroom.

I didn't bother turning on the light as I made my way over to my CD player and turned it on. My lullaby floated across the vast space of my room. I sighed, missing him all the more. I turned down the volume to where it was only a soft murmur in the background.

Even more exhausted than I had been before I took a shower, I pulled back the comforter and slipped into my bed. I balled up onto my side, the usual way I slept when Edward wasn't here with me. I closed my eyes and within seconds of doing so, my lullaby disappeared into the background as my body and mind found sleep.

It seemed like I had only been asleep for five minutes, when I woke up gasping. I was sweating a cold sweat that trickled down my face and soaked my neck. I turned my head and looked at the clock on my night stand. Five in the morning. So I had been sleeping for six hours?

Then why did I feel even more tired than I had before falling asleep? I shivered, pulling the covers closer around me. I felt miserable and alone, missing his stone arms being around me. I started crying silently, wiping away my tears.

I decided to call Edward and sat up, my head spinning momentarily when I did so. I stood up, grabbing a blanket off my bed and wrapping it around me. I didn't know what was wrong with me, but I was sure that Edward could make me feel better no matter what.

I made my way down the stairs, clinging to the wall as I did so. I finally reached the landing and sank onto my knees, searching with my hands for my phone. I had left it where it fell when my head had been pounding just hours earlier. I weakly reached up and turned on the lamp on a table by the front door.

I slumped against the wall, still shivering and sweating the same cold sweat. I opened my phone, my hands shaking as I did so. I held down the number 1, Edward being my first contact on my speed dial. I held it to my ear, my arm being almost too weak to continue holding it.

Edward answered on the third ring and I was grateful that he turned his phone on loud when he went hunting. "Bella? What are you doing awake at this hour? What's wrong?" He asked anxiously, his voice radiating concern and love for me.

I started crying again at the sound of his beautiful voice and relief flooded through my weak body. "Bella? Are you crying? What's wrong?!" Edward demanded, sounding even more worried.

"Edward. I need you." I said weakly into the phone, still crying softly.

"I'm on my way. I can be there in an hour. Just stay there." He said in a rush.

I sighed, closing my tired eyes. "Okay." I mumbled into the phone before I closed it, letting it fall to the floor again. I curled up into a ball where I was, and soon I fell asleep again, my tears drying on my face.

I distantly heard the front door open and close. But I was too far gone to really care. I heard my angel calling my name but stayed asleep. Cold arms wrapped around my body and I unconsciously molded into them, putting my arms around his neck and burying my face in the side of his neck.

Edward held me close as he walked up the stairs and into my bedroom, I imagined. I felt myself being lowered onto a soft surface and knew I was on my bed. Edward lay down next to me, wrapping his arms around me and holding me close.

I shifted so that I pressed my whole body against his. I suddenly felt so much better with the love of my existence holding me safely in his stone cold arms. My eyes fluttered open, seeking his beautiful face. I found it easily and sighed with relief. It was really him.

"Hi." I whispered weakly.

He was frowning at me, concern and worry written clearly in his eyes and on his gorgeous face. I didn't like this, it made him look all funny. I gently touched the worry lines in his forehead and tried to smooth them out with the tips of my fingers.

"I'm fine." I whispered, kissing his forehead where the worry lines were.

Edward sighed, pulling me closer so that our faces were a mere inch apart. "What's wrong?" He whispered, caressing my face gently.

I closed my eyes for two different reasons. One, because I was extremely exhausted still. And two, because I was relishing in the feel of his cold fingers on my skin. "Nothing is wrong. I'm just really tired and I couldn't sleep without you here." I said quietly.

He didn't buy it. "Bella. What happened?" He demanded.

"Nothing happened, Edward. Can we talk about it in the morning? I'm really tired." I asked quietly, already half asleep.

I heard him sigh and pull me even closer. "Of course, love." He whispered, leaning down and kissing my lips gently.

I kissed back halfheartedly and then my head fell onto his chest and I was asleep in my angel's arms. I didn't know what was wrong with me but I knew that I was safe and nothing could happen to me when I was with my Edward.

And I knew that whatever was wrong with me, we would get through it together. I was a fragile human being but I had an angel watching over me, keeping my fragile body going.

A/N: Alright! Well, that was the first chapter of my new story! I hope you liked it! I know it was a bit rocky and not the best but it was my first chapter and first chapters are always difficult to write. Please REVIEW! Remember what I said up there! I will update soon if I get a good and positive response. :D

Keelie