New chappie! Review! Cookies! YAY! 'Nuff said.

Bella... Bella... BELLA...BELLA!

"BELLA!" Someone yelled.

"Wha..?" I mumbled, putting a hand to my throbbing head. "What happened?" I asked. I could feel the ground, hard beneath my back. Which meant I was laying on the ground. I tried opening my eyes, but the light was too bright so I closed them again and tried to sit up, but groaned and laid back down.

"Ouch." I mumbled, rubbing a hand over my eyes.

"Ouch is right." I heard a woman's voice say. "You took a nasty fall." Mrs. Kutz, one of the women who worked the front desk in the office. "You'll be fine though, I'm sure." My body definitely did not agree with her though. I felt a cold ice pack on my forehead, and I thanked the person that held it there.

"No problem." Edward. I gasped. I heard a frustrated sound come from him, and I nearly laughed, but I didn't when I remembered what he had said to me before I passed out.

"Why did you say that?" I asked, finally able to open my eyes and look up at his beautiful, and puzzled, face.

"Say what?" Frowning now, he kneeled down next to me.

"Right before I fell, you said..." Suprise, shock, and amazement flashed across his face, and then his features went blank. He stood up and walked over by a still worried Mrs. Kutz.

"Hey, you know what? I can take Bella home, no problem. I'm sure Charlie won't mind." He smiled sweetly and laid a hand on Mrs. Kutz's arm.

"Well..." She glanced at the clock, the floor, and then back at Edward. She sighed. "Fine." He smiled again and walked back over, and picked me up in one swift movement. I squirmed and pushed against his unmoving chest.

"Lemme go, I can walk." I said, and he set me down, with a dry look on his face. I took a step and the ground swayed a bit, the walls tilting in either direction. He sighed.

"No, you can't." Again he picked me up and started walking.

"I can too." I mumbled under my breath.

"I didn't say you couldn't." Edward remarked. I turned to look at him.

"You just said I couldn't." Edward hesitated, those confusing emotions flashing across his face again. Suddenly he inhaled sharply and started to walk faster, then faster, before breaking into a full fledged run.

"Edward?! What's going on?"I asked, watching him run past his car and out of the school parking lot.

"We're going to my house. No time to explain. I'll tell you when we get there." I started to protest but stopped myself. It would do me no good. I closed my eyes and relaxed in his grasp. I could feel the wind blowing on my face, and the swift pumping of Edward's legs as he raced across Forks. I smiled slightly, good memories flooding my thoughts. Soon I was drifting off to sleep.

'Bella, leave.'

I looked at him incredulously. His face was stony, hard, and harsh. His voice was impersonal as he strode to the door and opened it.

'Now.' He said. 'I don't want you anymore, and I've grown tired of seeing you, so leave.' I choked back tears and clutched my arms tight around my body.

"What?" I asked, my voice cracking, and my eyes filling with tears. He scowled and pushed me out the open door before I knew what had happened.

"Go! Now." He said, and slammed the door in my face. I turned around and walked slowly to my truck, twisting the keys in the ignition and driving slowly away. I had just enough strength to pull out onto the road until I had to pull over.

I collapsed on the steering wheel, letting out a heartbroken, ear shattering scream. Tear flowed from my eyes and I banged my fists against the steering wheel.

'Bella...' I heard him say. 'Bella... Bella... BELLA!!"

I woke up in Edward's arms, to him scowling down at me.

"You were banging on my chest." He said dryly. I winced, and wiggled out of his grasp. "We're here." He said, and walked up the steps to his house, not seeming to care if I followed him or not.

We walked inside and he strode towards the kitchen, the familiarity ached in my heart, knowing that I had memorized my way around this house because I had been here so often. Had. I silenced my thoughts for the moment and turned to Edward, studying his profile.

"Why did you bring me here, instead of my house, anyway?" I asked, pondering out loud. He looked over at me, and analyzed my face, and upon finding it an innocent question, sparked only by curiosity, he chose to ignore it anyway, asking a question of his own.

"What were you dreaming about?" He questioned me, his voice void of any recognizable emotion.

I shrugged nonchalantly, swallowing any clue to the fact that it was about him. I would be strong. He didn't mean everything to me. Well, maybe he did, but if he didn't want me, then I wouldn't let him know that.

"Nothing really." I said, looking down at the floor. He stopped suddenly, and I ran into his back before I could catch myself. He spun around and caught my chin in his hand, turning my face slowly to the right, then the left. He looked deeply into my eyes and frowned. I tried to keep my features blank, not revealing how really hurt and defenseless I was, but I wasn't sure how successful I was.

"If you want to act that way Bella, then fine." He murmured a quiet, frustrated noise and let go of me, turning around and continuing into the kitchen. When we walked in, the first thing I noticed was that Carlisle was sitting at the table. Didn't he have to work today? Why is he looking at me like I'm going to die? Wha...? My train of thought came to a halt when he stode over to me, wrapped me in a tight hug, and whispered,

"Poor Bella." I backed up from him when he let go and looked at him confusedly. I narrowed my eyes at him and asked,

"What do you mean poor Bella? Nothing's wrong with me. I feel fine." I said, trying to figure out what he was talking about. He gave me a pitying look, and walked back over ot the table, gesturing for me to sit down. I shook my head and stayed standing where I was, crossing my arms over my chest.

"Edward didn't tell you?" He asked. "He called me on the way here to tell me that strange things were happening."

"And...?" I asked, waiting for him to continue. He swallowed hard, and sighed.

"Something's happening to you Bella." He said, wringing his hands. He never used to do that. Shows how much has changed since Edward and I had parted. "Something horrible."

I looked at him closer, a little more concerned about the conversation then I previously was.

"It's not like I'm going to die." I scoffed. He closed his eyes, then opened them again.

"Actually... you are."

Ooooooooooo.

Review! Pleaseplease. )

-Lauren