This chapter is incredibly short but it just had to end at that spot. I'll be writing another chapter soon so stay tuned if you're intrested.

"If he loved with all the powers of his puny being, he couldn't love as much in eighty years, as I could in a day."-Heathcliff

Chapter 2: Eighty Years

"We've got her sedated for now, it took quite a bit of medication to get her system to respond but she's stable now, and clean." Carlisle declares

"Can we see her now?" Alice pleads. Rosalie and Esme are beside her. Jasper sits in a chair not far away, his head in his hands.

"I'll ask her mother." Carlisle nods to the group and steps into the small space that is, once again, serving as a hospital room.

"The masses are getting anxious." He informs her

"Oh let them in," Bella waves her hand

He opens the door wide and Alice dances in, followed closely by Rose and Esme.

"Where're Jazz and Em?" Bella asks, looking expectantly at the door.

"Jasper was still pretty shaken up from all the-," Alice pauses remembering the hemorrhaging from her nieces wounds. So much deeper than should have been possible… "Blood"

"Emmett is outside. Probably breaking something." Rosalie trills, brushing back her long blond hair.

"Oh" Bella says. She is still on her knees by the bed, her clothes are worn, her hair twisted in angry knots. Her eyes are almost pitch black, outlined by dark circles.

"Honey, you've got to get out of here." Alice whispers "Hunt, bathe, and get some better clothes for crying out loud. I've been looking at the same shabby outfit for a week now and it's not even this year's style!"

"Alice, only you would be worried about my clothes…" Bella moans

"Darling, it's not just your clothes; you look exhausted and I know the thirst must be getting to you." Esme fusses

"It's true, Bella. You should come with us, get out for a bit. Carlisle and the boys have this under control." Rose adds, throwing a glance at Edward and Jacob.

"I couldn't." Bella replies stubbornly. "I just can't leave her."

"You can, love." Edward persuades "Jacob and I will be with her."

"Bells we'll call you. First sign of anything and that phone will be in my hand." Jacob adds nodding to the cell phone on the bedside table.

She looks around the room, her eyes falling finally on her slumbering daughter.

"Okay." Bella succumbs

Her mind wondered as she waited for sleep to find her. She had given up long ago trying to go regain consciousness, the drugs were heavy enough to keep her from waking up but not strong enough to put her completely under. She could feel a warmth beside her, her Jacob, her sun. Edward was standing on the other side of her bed, pacing.

"Please." Edward groans "How could you even think that?"

"What?" Jacob asks surprised. "Oh God, get out of my head!"

"Wish I could." Edward mumbles "You're wrong." He adds, responding to another unspoken thought.

"How is that wrong!" Jacob snarls. "I was here; you were out sucking the life from some innocent creature. You know it's true. The guilt must be eating away at you by now."

"It is. I should have been here for her, but I wasn't. If we had been too far, if we had gotten back too late…she wouldn't be here right now. That is my fault. I put her in danger."

"Damn right it's your fault! You're a fool, you know that? It's like life keeps handing you second chances and every time it does, you tear it apart with your own hands, and then expect people to pity you." Jacob growls

Edward just stands there, his body frozen and his eyes burning in torment. They are silent for a long moment. Renesmee is quiet too. She knows Jacob must be thinking about something terrible because her father is pacing beside the bed again, something he always does when he's trying to drown the thoughts. She can hear when Jacob's heavy breathing begins to slow.

"Sorry." He says, suddenly breaking the long silence.

"No you're not, everything you've said and thought was true. Well with one exception."

"And what's that?" Jacob asks

"None of it means that I don't need her. I absolutely couldn't live my life without her."

"Not because of her, though."

"Yes, because of her. I know you couldn't possibly phantom the idea, Jacob, but the people you love are, in fact, capable of being loved by other people."

"That's not the point. I know she's loved by nearly everyone she comes into contact with, that doesn't bother me."

"Then what is your point?" Edward asks, though he knows what's coming

"I love her more."

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