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I watched as my Mum and Dad left my hospital room.

My Mum hadn't stopped crying the whole time she had been here and it was starting to wear me out. I didn't need people crying around me all the time; I needed something to keep my spirits up.

I lay further down into the bed and stared at the clock on the wall.

1:00 Am. My Mum and Dad always stayed ridiculously late. They basically refused to leave my side and it was starting to get frustrating. It was as if they wanted to watch me die and who wants to watch that?

I suddenly began to cough, a dry rusty cough that I was starting to develop.

I reached for the glass of water at the side of my bed and gulped it down until I could finally feel its cooling effects.

I took a deep breathe and sighed before lying back down.

It had only been 3 days since I had been told I was dying and boy it was working fast. I constantly got chest pains, this stupid cough developed and I was now beginning to have difficultly breathing.

I closed my eyes and listened as the door to my room crept open.

I didn't really take much notice until I felt something heavy sit at the side of me.

I slowly opened my eyes and had to readjust them to see clearly.

I didn't recognize the person as I looked up. It was a young boy, about my age at 17, who had pale white skin and Bronze colored hair. He was wearing a grey pea coat and jeans. His eyes were beautiful as I continued to stare into them. A golden topaz color that almost hypnotic.

I must have been dreaming because he looked almost like an angel. Or maybe I was dead.

"You must be Hermione." He whispered almost inaudible.

I just nodded, unable to take my eyes off him. He was, he was definitely an angel. No doubt at all now in my mind.

"Jasper sent me." He whispered again.

It was like someone had ripped my heart in two at the sound of Jasper's name. I slammed my eyes shut, determined not to cry in front of the angel.

But wait, Jasper?!

"Jasper sent you? Is he dead as well?" I asked in a croaked voice.

The angel smiled this gorgeous crooked smile and laughed slightly.

"Sort of, it's hard to explain." He smiled again.

I just looked at him getting increasingly confused.

"I can't really explain it to you right now but I am here to save you." He said.

I finally pulled my eyes away from him and stared at my feet at the bottom of the bed.

"I don't want to be saved, just take me to heaven with you." I said.

The angel laughed slightly again.

I looked at him, his topaz eyes shining so brightly.

"You are an angel aren't you?" I asked him.

"Not quite." He said, his eyebrows creasing.

"Then what are you?" I asked him.

"I'm not human that much I can tell you."

I raised an eyebrow.

"My name is Edward Cullen and I am friend of Jasper's. Jasper heard of your situation through a member of our family and he is worried about you. That he may have caused you to be in this situation. He asked me to come and help and I can't honestly say I wanted to at first but this is how we all ended up being this way so I suppose he isn't doing anything wrong." Edward informed me.

Everything he had just said made no sense to me at all.

"Why didn't Jasper come?" I finally managed to ask.

Edward's eyebrows creased together again.

"It wasn't safe for Jasper to come." He said.

He got up off the bed and stared down at me.

I still believed he was an angel. No-one could look that beautiful and not be something magical.

He smiled.

Slowly he pulled down the shoulder of my pajama top, something inside me told me not to stop him. That this was the angel who was putting me out of my misery, that I should trust him. In normal circumstances I would have punched him by now but for some reason I trusted him.

He leant his head down towards my shoulder and I shut my eyes waiting for whatever was coming next.

Suddenly I felt a sharp pain go through my whole body.

My body refused to let me scream as the pain began to turn into burning sensation and it raged all round my body.

It was unbearable and I screamed in my head for myself to die quicker to make the pain end.

As suddenly as it came it stopped and the room started to disappear around me before everything went black.