Disclaimer: No, I do not own Twilgiht, so stop rubbing it in my face! Gosh! (There's me acting overdramatic Tada! ;) )

So sorry if I deleted this while people were reading, I was having some troubles with fanfiction but its better now. Sorry if there are like a TON of errors or grammar problems, I haven't had much time to correct and go over it.

Well, here's chapter two!

Who Are You?

Bella's POV

Nothing was right; everything was bad, dark, the night sky enveloping us in all of its gloom. I used to like the night, waited for it to come and hoped that it would never end. Not anymore, everything was darkness, everything was hurt, everything was wrong.

I couldn't make sense of anything. How I felt, why I was sobbing, where I was, nothing was right. What happened? How come I was lying on my bed with a towel on my forehead? How come my parents were standing over me with worried looks on their faces? What was going on?

"Mom? Dad? What happened?" That's all I could manage out, my voice still weak for some unknown reason.

"Bella, you fainted," my mom spat out, hugging me in her small arms.

"What?" I didn't remember fainting, and if I did, why did I faint? Then it all came back to me. Our conversation on the phone, Edward about to say something, the line cut short. The crash. That stood out the brightest in my memory. It was so loud and scary, and the scream. Someone was screaming in agony, as if they were in terrible pain.

"Bella before you fainted you shouted something," Charlie started, worried.

"Edward!" I gasped, it all made sense. He's hurt, something must've happened!

"Yes actually, you shouted his name," Charlie said, looking puzzled. The tears started again, forming puddles around my feet.

"Bella don't cry, please," Renee asked, pulling me into a tighter embrace.

They didn't understand, they didn't know how Edward was fighting for his life, hopefully winning. I got up a little too quickly, holding myself up with the dresser, but was back up in no time. I could see Renee and Charlie looking worried at me, wondering what I was up to. I didn't care, at least not about them at the moment. I did care about them, just not right now. All thoughts were turned to Edward, all feelings, all cares, everything.

I snatched my keys from the table and ran out of my room, rushing down the stairs as fast as I could, but still carefully. I knew that I was klutz, but I didn't want my poor balance slowing me down.

"Bella!" Charlie yelled him and Renee following me, "where are you going?"

"To the hospital, I need to see if he's okay." I could see a silent conversation going on between Renee and Charlie; I hated it when they did that. Before I knew it Charlie was holding my keys and Renee was sliding my arms into a jacket.

I didn't object, getting into a fight with them now would take up too much time. I ran to the car, tapping my feet impatiently as they seemed to take forever to get in. Finally Charlie placed the keys in the ignition and started driving.

It felt like hours to me. I knew it wasn't, but it still felt like it. All I could think about was Edward. Was he okay? Is he dead? Oh God don't let him be dead! I was crying again, but I didn't bother to wipe away the tears. They would just be replaced by new ones.

We finally reached the hospital and before Charlie even pulled into the parking space he chose, I was out of the car and running to the hospital entrance.

"BELLA!" I could hear Renee and Charlie screaming after me, but I didn't care. I kept running until I saw a familiar face.

" Carlisle !" I shouted when I saw him, running up to him, quickly wiping tears off my cheek, "how is he?"

Carlisle was the best doctor in town, and he knew me all too well. I was always getting into some sort of accident and at the end of the day; I usually ended up under his care. He was a nice man, young, very handsome, with a wife and two kids, Emmet and Alice.

He gave me a reassuring smile and sat me down, getting ready to explain, "Bella, Edward was in a pretty bad car accident, he is very injured, but please settle down, and nothing is fatal."

When I heard the last three words I let out whiff of air and smiled, so relieved to know my best friend would live to see another day.

"There is one other thing though," Carlisle started but I stopped him.

"I don't care, can I see him?" Carlisle looked unsure but slowly nodded his head and pointed to the room Edward was staying in.

I made my way to the door and took a deep breath before turning the knob and entering the room.

The sight before me caused a tear to trickle down my cheek. There Edward was, bandaged and bruised on the bed, IVs and machines attached to him. He looked so weak and helpless, lying there with his eyes closed, his breathing steady.

I silently walked over to him, crying as I went and sat down next to him, placing my hand on his.

His eyes slowly opened, revealing a deep shade of green and they looked over at me, a confused look in them. I paid know attention and smiled as big as I could while puling him into a gentle hug.

"Oh Edward, thank goodness your okay I was so worried!" I pulled away from his limp body and looked at him again, confused by his bewildered look.

He opened his mouth, trying to say something but seemed like he couldn't. I urged him to keep going with a squeeze of his hand and he finally said what he was thinking, "Who are you?"

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:0! I left it on a sorta not really cliffie, but don't get mad if you consider it a cliffie. I pretty much already have the third chapter written so I'll try and update soon :) But reviewing might make it faster:) Maybe even fast enough for me to review tonight Oh I went there!