Well here's chapter 2 for you all. I have my THIRD review for this story now! YAY! *Random Break Dance Party*

But in all seriousness, I am glad that you all love my story. I started writing this by hand and well, it just sorta became a twilight fan fiction. Why, I have no idea, but I am glad that you all like it. Enjoy!

Chapter 2 Edward Cullen

I walk up in the hospital just like I did the last time. Only this time, there is no happiness. I know that I am alive. Though I wish that I wasn't still. God, why does it feel like I am always here?

"Oh good, you're waking up!" I beautiful voice said. It wasn't the velvety one that I heard in class, but it was still nice. I let my eyes adjust to the bright light above me before I saw who it belong to.

Dr. Carlisle Cullen.

He had golden blond hair and caramel eyes. He was good looking for an other guy. He looked rather young to have five kids. I didn't know who the kids were, I just heard he had five.

He smiled politely at me just as he did the first time I was here. I groaned. I felt tired and I was starving. Like I hadn't eaten in two days.

"It was a miracle that you made it here in time. You were losing a lot of blood. My son, Edward, brought you here." He told me. So that was the boys name, Edward.

"Why?" Dr. Cullen gave me a strange look. "Why did he save me when I told him not to?" I asked. His shoulder's dropped.

"Why ever wouldn't you want to be saved?" He asked. I let out a throaty, pained laugh.

"I was the one to do this to myself, why would I want to be saved?" I was asking a legitimate question. Why didn't I want to be saved.

Oh, right, because I wanted to be dead, that's right. Not that I said that out loud. I already was going to start counseling, I didn't need anyone, ANYONE, prying into my brain.

That's why I'm glad that no ones a mind-reader. (Edward I'm looking at you!)

Once I was released, again, I walked home. I didn't need anyone to drive me. You could walk anywhere you wanted in this God-forsaken town.

I decided to take a little detour through the woods. I new that there was a path here somewhere, where is it? Ah, there it is.

I took a sharp right, heading straight for the little dirt biking path when I heard tires screech to a halt. I sped up my pace when I heard someone get out of the car.

I didn't hear footsteps but I did feel like they were following me. I quickened my pace to a near run, but whoever was following me caught up.

A gentle hand was placed on my shoulder, causing me to halt myself.

"If you don't want to lose your finger, I suggest that you let go of me," I threatened. The hand let go. I continued on my way without my follower.

Once I got home, my mother got out of the car. "My baby, why are you walking home, I was just about to come get you. Oh, I heard what happened, are you okay?" She asked.

"No, now can I go to sleep, nearly dying twice in two weeks is really starting to kill me," Wow, sarcasm at it's finest. And I have to admit that was kind of punny.

Get it, PUNny?

Ah, screw you!

The next day, I was supposed to stay home, but I went to school anyway. I wanted to yell at Edward.

I looked around for Edward, but I didn't see him. He wasn't even in Biology. I waited for nearly a week to see if he came back, but nothing.

When can I just yell at him already, Universe!?

But finally after a really long weekend with my family, he shows up. He looks happier than before. And his eyes are a light caramel color, strange. They looked black before.

"Hello," He said with a smile when I sat down in Biology.

"Don't talk to me, I am mad at you," He looked confused. "You saved me when I told you not to," He laughed softly.

"Well, I wasn't going to just let you bleed to death," I glared at him. What is wrong with this guy, it's like he's bipolar or something.

"Well, what if I didn't want to be saved?" I asked. He arched a perfect eyebrow. "I gave myself these cuts, so maybe I wanted to, oh I don't know, die," I said.

"Now, why would you want to die?" He asked. God, he is annoying.

"Why don't you just go back to glaring at me, at least then you didn't take to me." I whispered as Mr. Molina walked into the room.

We worked in silence. We were studying different cell stages. I did it before so I knew them all. Once the bell rang I grabbed my bag and ran out of the room not even bothering putting my stuff in my bag.

But someone gracefully brushed past me.

Edward.

I gave a very soft growl, so low that only I could hear it. He went a nice silver Volvo with a smile on his face. I narrowed my eyes at him.

Aiden was waiting by his car, an old ford truck. It was a red orange color. It looked like it was from the forties or fifties.

"Why are you so mad?" He asked.

"That boy over there, Edward, it's like he wouldn't leave me alone," I said.

"Wasn't he the one to take you to the hospital?" I nodded. "Then why give him a hard time?"

"You wouldn't understand, Aiden,"

Well? What do you guys think? It's a little shorter than the last chapter, but I couldn't think of anything else. I hope that you like this story. OH, and BTW, I own nothing but the plot, and Alex's family. And do you all like how I still managed to get the truck in there =D!?