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CHAPTER TWO-PART ONE

I woke up the next morning with the sense that I was being watched. I slowly opened my eyes. I nearly screamed. Charlie was standing at my bedside. "Jesus, Dad." I wasn't allowed to call him Charlie to his face, "You scared the crap out of me."

"Sorry, Bells. How are you feeling this morning?" Charlie wasn't much for talking…after this short conversation he would probably make an excuse to leave to avoid an awkwardness.

"A lot better. Got a good amount of sleep. Great dreams." I had dreamt the same dream again. I loved it…I had felt so carefree.

"Well that's uh, good. I got to get to the station early. Your mom's here just trying to hunt down some tea so I'll see you later Bells. Love you." He kissed my forehead and left. Ha, just like I knew he would. Charlie was great, I got my clumsiness from him though. And my aversion to conversation. But, he was a great dad…and he still loved Mom, he wasn't close to being over her. He still kept all of their pictures "hidden". Like a lot of kids with divorced parents, I had always wished mine would someday get back together…but I knew that was a long shot. Mom had Phil -her boyfriend who was half her age. He was cute if you were into tall and buff baseball players- and Charlie had…Forks. I don't think he really wanted or needed anything else.

Mom came in shortly after carrying a cup of Chi tea, who knows where she dug that up. I could smell it from across the room. It smelt so amazing, when this round of chemo was over I was defiantly getting some of that. She sat down in the chair next to my bed and smiled up at me. I didn't like that look on her face, it freaked me out.

Sometimes it was like we were in the movie Freaky Friday permanently. Except for the fact that we had never really been a true mother and daughter. She had always been the careless teenager and I had always been the logical adult. Worried about if the bills were in on time, if she had her cell phone, her keys, everything.

And I knew that look on her face. She had seen something she found interesting…or a guy she thought I would love. Even though I've never dated and I had no clue what my "type" was. I looked right back at her. "What is it Mom?"

"Oh, nothing much. Just met Dr. Cullen's son out there in the lobby. Very handsome young man…strange feeling like I get with his father though. Apparently, he comes and plays the piano here every once in a while. But its usually on weeks that we're not here. Did you know about him being the pianist?"

Should I admit to her that I had already inquired? Well, she'd find out one way or another. "Yes, I actually did know that. I asked the nurse last night before I went to sleep." She smiled, she was up to something. Though I wasn't quite sure what it was yet.

Shortly after my nurse came in to take me to where I would be doing my chemo. Once more, Mom stayed outside of the room. I think this was all too much for her to handle. The nurse was an older lady this time. Her name was Mar jean. She was very tall and lean and had silver hair. She was telling me about how she became a nurse oncologist after her very own battle with cancer. She had such a strong and uplifting spirit, I couldn't help but smile. Well, until she stuck the Ivs into my arm…then I wasn't so much of a happy camper.

Once we were done with chemo, I was put back into my room. Where was mom? I sat and and looked around the room for a second. I saw a note on the table next to my bed.

"Hey honey, I went to go and take Charlie some lunch. I should be back soon. I love you, Bella. Mom." Take Charlie some lunch? That was definitely something that didn't happen everyday. Oh well, I'm not going to complain. Their lives, not mine.

I laid back down on my bed and stared blankly at the television. I knew there would be nothing on, I knew the Fork's Memorial Hospital TV guide by heart. I was really in no mood for crappy Jerry Springer re-runs. I turned off the TV and I reached over and grabbed my book.

As soon as I bent over I felt it coming…I was going to throw up again. I rapidly looked around for something to do it in, but I could find nothing. I hope the nurses wouldn't be too mad…

Right before I threw up all over the tile, a trash can suddenly appeared in front of my face. When I was done I looked up at the person who had supplied it for me. There was a boy -or man I couldn't really tell- standing a little over 6 feet tall. His hair was a bronze-ishcolor, and really messy like he had just woken up, but in a stylish fashion. His skin was pale…paler than mine…the whitest girl in Arizona….and Forks combined. He was standing next to Dr. Cullen…they had the exact same eyes…this must be his son…the piano player.

I smiled and toke a towel and wiped my face and mouth. "Thank you…" How long had they been standing there? Long enough to know what was going to happen I suppose. He smiled and stood back with Dr. Cullen…then he frowned a bit and looks extremely confused. My God, he was beautiful. If I hadn't of felt so crappy, I would have been blushing up a storm. Dr. Cullen smiled and came to my bedside.

"Bella, I would like for you to meet my son, Edward. The nurse, and your mother, both mentioned you had made a comment about his piano playing. " Okay, now I knew I was red…why would Mom even do that to me? "And, I figured that since you both have a love for classical piano and are both around the same age, you should get to know each other." He smiled again, and Edward walked out and smiled at me.

"A pleasure to meet you, Bella." His voice was just as beautiful as him…and his piano playing. What a perfectly made creature. He was so wonderful…I had doubts he was human…maybe he was a God. He held out his hand for me to shake. I took it and it was ice cold. I felt some sort of shock when I shook his hand. From the look on his face, I think he felt it too.

"Nice to meet you too Edward." I smiled and when he smiled back I felt my face flush up. How was I supposed to hang out with him if I couldn't look at him without blushing? I'd be a permanent tomato!

"Well, I'll leave the two of you alone to get to know each other. Oh and Bella, chemo went great today We're going to do some blood work later to see how your blood cells are doing." And with that Dr. Cullen left the room.

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