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I really did try to breathe, but my lungs seemed to be incapable of this action at the time. The visitor tilted his head to the side and drew his lips back into some sort of a smirk.

"Ed-" I whispered. "Edward" I managed a little louder.

Nothing.

I forced my legs to move. I ran away from the window, and out of the room and down the stairs. The house was empty. I began to wonder if I was dreaming, or if I had died and this was some sort of personal hell. Edward gone. Again. By the time I reached the middle of the living room, all of the dire possibilities had overwhelmed me, physically and mentally. My legs gave way, and I collapsed onto my knees. I looked out the window once more, and sure enough, the visitor was right next to the window looking in as if I was some sort of animal in a cage. He looked fascinated, but definitely hungry for his next meal.

"Edward!" I wailed with my last ounce of energy.

Nothing.

The visitor broke through the glass with ease, peppering me with sharp pieces of the large window. He crouched next to me and I heard him inhale sharply as he smelled my blood.

"Wonderful" he mused as he took in my scent. His teeth touched my throat and I stiffened, waiting for him to bite, but he sat up and looked me in the eye.

"Bella? Oh God Carlisle get over here" the stranger said. What?

"We need to stop the bleeding Edward, don't worry the cut isn't too deep it's just wide. It could have been worse" the stranger stated methodically. My vision was fuzzy by the time he finished his sentence, and I was beginning to feel more exhausted. More importantly, why hadn't he killed me yet? Here I was bleeding out in front of a vampire.

"Bella, open your eyes now please" requested a calm voice. I opened my eyes and a whole different scene was laid out before me. I was once again lying on Edward's bed, with both Carlisle and Edward leaning over me.

"Bella? Are you alright?" Carlisle asked, clearly concerned.

"Of course she isn't alright Carlisle, she's bleeding profusely!" Edward snapped. That woke me up.

"What?!" I asked stricken. Carlisle gave Edward a stern glance and leaned back from my forehead.

"You took quite a fall in the bathroom Bella" Carlisle informed me.

"I don't remember…" I trailed off as I reached up to touch my head. "Ah" I recoiled from the wound.

"Does it hurt that bad?" Asked Edward nervously.

"Not the worst I've ever had…but the blood…" I took a deep breath through my mouth to avoid the metallic, salty smell of the blood. I remembered my health teacher once telling me that head wounds bled the most, but it was important to remain calm. Carlisle's soothing voice brought me back to the moment.

"Edward told me that you had just finished using the bathroom and you collapsed and hit your head on the scale." Carlisle glanced over to the bathroom door which was now lying on the floor, hinges mangled. I put a hand over my mouth and my eyes widened instinctively. He had torn the door off the wall.

"It's no problem Bella, it's an easy fix" Edward assured me. I looked down in my lap, embarrassed yet extremely relived that the visitor was all just some crazy faint-induced dream of sorts.

"How are your pain levels?" Carlisle asked kindly. "Your head doesn't need stitches, but it is prone to infection, plus I need to monitor your strep, so I'm going to ask Charlie if you can stay the night."

"Carlisle, please don't tell him. He'll just worry and be upset. I could always go "shopping with Alice"" I pleaded

"Bella, I can't have you coming home from another fake shopping trip with bandages on your head and a large bottle of medication. Charlie would know." He said as gently as he could.

"Alright…" I agreed reluctantly. Carlisle left to call Charlie, and Edward gave me another dose of the awful medicine.

"Bella?" asked Edward when I finished.

"Mmm?"

"What were you…Dreaming about after you fell in the bathroom?"

Suddenly I was attacked with images of the visitor, his scarlet red eyes hungry for my blood. I flinched away from Edward's touch.

"Bella, love?" He asked, concerned.

"There was a visitor, one like you, except…not."

"I don't understand" he said slowly.

"A vampire, trying to kill me. And I was alone in this house." I finished.

"Oh Bella, sweetheart" he said in his beautiful velvet voice, and he wrapped me in his stone embrace. "I would never leave you." As soon as the words left his mouth he leaned back to study my face. Images from the dark days when Edward had left played before my eyes. "I'm sorry, I meant…I would never leave you- Oh Bella I'm sorry." He buried his face in my hair.

"Edward, you're here, that's all that matters now."

He pulled back, his eyes dark now. "Yes. And I swear no one will ever hurt you again. Including me." He looked over at the clock. "And now you need to rest." He said firmly. Kissing me softly, he tucked me into bed and promised he would stay with me.

I was once again alone. I looked over to the clock on the wall to see how long it had been since I fell asleep. The second hand was spinning counter clockwise, so I realized this was another dream. Sure enough, the same visitor was outside the window again, she same smirk lit up his face. I tried to sit up, but my muscles refused to obey me. I struggled even harder as the visitor broke the window and waltzed into the room at ease. I finally sat up, adrenaline fueling my escape. But as soon as I had crawled to the other side of the bed, he had grabbed my leg and flung me across the room. I landed on the floor and heard a sickening crack and realized that my left arm was broken. I groaned and rolled over to face my attacker.

"What do you want?" I asked weakly as I tried to back up into the wall. He leaned over me again and whispered in my ear "Bella wake up. Bella. Bella."

I gasped as my eyes flew open.

"Bella?" Shouted Edward.

"Edward? Oh Edward I had that horrible dream again and-" I paused and gingerly prodded my left arm, realizing that the pain had been induced by the dream. It felt so real though! I had felt the bone break and the horrible sensation of the glass that had assaulted me in the last dream.

"What happened?" He asked, his eyes zeroing in on my arm. He looked confused.

"Edward, these dreams, they're all the same. Not the same but, the visitor who comes is always trying to kill me, and I can feel pain in the dream. Like real pain" I said gesturing to my arm. "I landed on my left arm in the dream and it broke. I heard the bone snap Edward, I did." Edward carefully took my arm.

"Does it hurt? Do you think it's broken?"

"No no, the damage is only real in the dream, not real life."

Carlisle entered the room with my medicine again, but right now my stupid illness was the least of my worries. I couldn't fall asleep again. If someone didn't wake me up in time…I don't know if I would make it. Edward muttered quickly to his father, explaining the strange dreams. Carlisle's expression was unreadable, and as soon as Edward had finished explaining, Carlisle's expression was grim.

"Bella, I've heard of this phenomenon many, many years ago. Just as Edward has the power to read minds, and Alice can see the future… This vampire has the power to kill you in your dreams" he stated morbidly.

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