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Chapter 2 – Hospital

[Alice's POV]

"NO!"

It was too late.

I was so shocked.

I tried to move my hands; I tried to open my mouth. The only thing was that they wouldn't listen to me. What happened?!

Finally, I gave out a scream that was so piercing, I was frightened myself.

"Alice! What happ-" Jasper rushed towards our direction, and jerked to a sudden stop: We were both too astonished; we just hang our mouths open in silence.

"911! Call 911! Immediately! Bella's dying!" I jumped in fright as Jasper suddenly hollered in a dry, rough voice, hastily running downstairs to fetch for help.

Slowly, I dropped down to my knees.

Bella was lying on the bathroom floor. Blood was everywhere. A terrifying dagger was sticking out of her chest. Yet she was still breathing, weakly; I could hear it; but she was no longer conscious. Her fingers slightly moved, as if she was trying to grasp something. I stared at her pale, sweating, but yet beautiful face; speechless.

Then I started to cry.

Jasper returned with Carlisle, Emmett, Rose and a bunch of policemen and ambulance assistants.

"She's still alive! Quick! Take her to the hospital!" Carlisle commanded after checking Bella's pulse and injury.

I heard a lot of people but I didn't know who they were, like I care; Someone pushed me aside and I didn't know who. I just knew that they carried Bella away to some hospital and the people began to clear the house, while I was still sitting on the bathroom floor crying.

Then I noticed that on the floor there was a wet, crumpled note. Carefully, I picked it up with trembling hands.

I bent down to read.

It said,

"I know I had been unreasonable since that night.

I couldn't help it, I am sorry.

The reason I'm dying doesn't have anything to do with him

and please believe me that I'm not trying to let him be guilty or something.

I'll miss you all. And I'll always love you, Edward. Always have, always will.

Bella."

My tears dropped onto the floor, running along with Bella's own tears and blood.

How can I blame you? You have been my best friend since forever. We are inseparable! Nothing can come between us, not even death. Oh, just why did you have to hurt yourself?! That's ridiculous! Bullshit. It was all that damned Edward's fault!

Suddenly, I got extremely angry. Shaking with fury, I stood up at once to found my beloved Levis skinny jeans covered with water and blood, but I didn't care. I had to see Edward Cullen right now.

I ran out of the house, pulling out my cell phone out of my wet jeans and dialed his number while I started driving to the hospital in my yellow Porsche.

"Hello? Alice?" Edward answered the phone after a long time; I was just starting to get impatient.

"Edward Cullen," I said harshly, full of threat.

"What is it, Alice?" he sounded surprise.

"Damn you, Edward! Do you know what happened to Bella? It was YOUR ENTIRE FAULT! Well, let me tell you what happened. She stabbed a dagger to her chest and she's now lying in the hospital and we don't know if she's dying or not! ARE YOU HAPPY NOW?!" I bursted out loud.

I guessed he was shocked. For a whole minute the other end of the phone remained silence.

I decided to break to ice, since I needed to carry on, anyway.
"Now where's your fucking ass?"

"At ho…home." he said in a dry but wary voice.

"Go to the hospital at once!"

"Ali-Alice, I can't."

"What?!" I was so surprised that I nearly dropped the phone.

"Alice," Edward said in a serious, deadly solemn voice. "It's not that I don't care about her anymore, but we've broken up and… and you just can't turn things back to the time when we were together." He took a breath before he went on, "I can't go see her. By the way, she's got her new boyfriend, right? It would be really embarrass for us if I go."

"New boyfriend?" I nearly dropped my phone again.

"Yeah, I saw her making out with Mike last week after cheerleader practice. That was why I broke up with her. I've had enough. And she simply loved herself much, much more than me. Didn't you notice that?" he asked.

This time I really dropped my phone.

[Edward's POV]

That was right, I've had enough.

I hung up on Alice and returned to my room.

Lying on the bed, I looked up at the plain, white ceiling. I couldn't help thinking of Bella. How was she right now? Suffering in pain?

I got up when my phone buzzed. A message from Rosalie.

Come, please, Edward. Carlisle said Bella is very dangerous right now. She may die at anytime. Alice told me everything. I knew she cheated on you, but so what? She needed you. C'mon! You know you love her. Rose.

You know you love her… Yes, I did. I truly loved her with all my heart. But she wasn't a good girlfriend; she disappointed me too much…

I looked at Rose's message again: she may die at anytime…

I grabbed my black leather jacket and ran downstairs. I dialed Alice's number and shouted, "Which hospital?"

* * * * * *

I jumped out of my Volvo and ran into the hospital like crazy. I knew I was being stared by people but I didn't care. My true love was trapped inside here and probably dying. I rushed to the receptionist.

"Excuse me, may I know where Miss Bella Swan is?"

"Let me check… Swan…" the nurse muttered. "Ah, here it is, she's on the third floor, room number 101."

"Is she still alive?" I asked hastily.

"See it yourself." Coldly, she replied.

"O-okay… thanks."

I rushed to the lift but there were too many patients waiting, so I ran to the stairs instead.

I took a deep breath and searched the room 101.

"Bella!" I broke into the room, which was full of people.

Bella's father, Alice, Jasper, Rose, Emmett, Carlisle and Esme were in there, most of them sobbing.

Am I too late? My heart thumped heavily; my pulse raised.

All the people began to go out one by one, leaving me and Bella alone. I went up to her bed and held her hand tightly. I looked at her peaceful sleeping face. I stroked her cheeks gently and planted a kiss on her forehead; I sighed.

All the days we've went through together began to show in my mind: her birthday party, all the lunch periods, the Cullen's party, the days when we were spending time in our meadow, in my Volvo, in her red truck……

"Sweetheart, don't worry. I won't let you get away from me." I said firmly, with tears running down my cheeks.

[Bella's POV]

It was the best dream ever.

There was no pain and unhappiness. Just me and Edward in our happy meadow. We danced joyfully and hummed my sweet lullaby written by him. We swirled and twirled; he lifted my feet off the ground in a sudden; I fell back my head and laughed.

Then he vanished, I dropped.

I woke up with a start.

Someone was holding my hand; Firm, but cold.

"Bella?" A beautiful voice rang. "Can you hear me, Bella?"
Why did this voice sound so familiar? It was like melting honey; Mmm.

I blinked my eyes in confusion as an unclear figure slowly became clear. Ah! It was an angel. He looked so gorgeous; glowing and sparkling! He looked exactly like my Edward! No, there's no way he would have come. No. I lowered my eyes. But, the bright, green eyes with bronze hair… pale, white skin… Was I in a dream?

"Bella?" the angel asked, beginning to feel worried. He frowned.

I opened my mouth; but my heart ached so much when I tried to speak. My words turned out to be a moan.

"Bella? Where hurts?" the angel demanded.

Oww. It was like a knife stabbing into my chest. Help! I gasped, panting.

Then, I gave up making an attempt to speak.

"Bella!" my angel cried.

Okay, okay.

"Yes?" I managed to say something at last, in great agony.

"Are you alright?"

"No." I groaned.

"Why were you trying to kill yourself?" He sounded agonized, like me.

"I… " For once, I was speechless, not because of pain.

"Ok, right now, I'm telling you that you are NOT allowed to hurt yourself anymore, do you understand?" he ordered.

I remained silence. He started to get impatient.

"Bella?" He shook my shoulders fiercely, seemed to be afraid I was unconscious again.

Okay, that was enough.

"Why?" I finally said, in a dry voice. "Why not? He doesn't care about me anymore, does he? So why do you even bother? Who are you? Mind your own business!"

My angel backed away in shock.

"Bella? Don't you remember me anymore? I'm Edward."

"What?" I rubbed my eyes to see more clearly. "Edward?"

"But there's no way could this happen. Edward would never come to see me. He's already broke up with me. Why the hell would he care?" Tears swelled in my eyes; and my heart ached so much (Both mentally and physically) that I cried out desperately. "I was ev… ever s… so sorry. That night, we… were…drunk. That damned Mike kissed m… me coz he…tho…thought I was… Jessi…Jessica. I didn't do it! I'm… 'm so… sorry. And I lo… love Edward so much. Too much." I whimpered as I raised my head; my angel seemed to be in pain. But under my tearing eyes, I couldn't see clearly. But I was certain that he flew away gracefully with a disbelief expression. I started crying again.

Finally, I looked around and realized I was lying on a bed in a hospital. It wasn't a dream at all. I didn't know why I was here and who that angel was, but I kept on weeping anyway, until Alice came in and patted on my back.

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