A/N: People didn't like my little cliffy, so here I am posting chapter 3 (same day! I'm good!) (Disclaimer!!)

Chapter 3

I heard an ear shattering bang, and the world went black. My body fell to the floor, and a warm liquid poured from my head. I smelt the rusty and salty blood near me, making me nauseous for a few moments, while I heard my name being screamed close by. I faintly heard Charlie sob over me, and mutter something like Alice told him so.

Damn. The unmistakable sound of a heart machine beeped close by. Fuck! I thought that I did it right! Here I am in a hospital again! I can never do anything right, not even when I set my mind to it. My heart beeped faster in anxiety on the machine. Was I ever gonna get it from Charlie when I decided to open my eyes again. He may never trust me again, after that stunt. If I get the Charlie confrontation over with now, then I might be able to get the worry over as fast as possible. I needed a clear mind to figure out how I was going to succeed at this.

I opened my eyes and saw my mother, Renee, sobbing in a chair in the corner of a small, stereotypical hospital room. They didn't notice that I had awakened.

"He did this to her!" she sobbed.

"Alice called me and warned me that something was wrong with Bella. She wouldn't tell me how she knew, only that I should keep an eye on her."

"When did she call?"

"Around supper time, yesterday."

"My poor baby!!" Renee started crying hard again.

I hated seeing my mother cry like that. I looked at them until I closed my eyes again, opening them another few moments later.

"Bella! You're awake! I thought that you died; you lost a lot of blood, and had a critical hit. If it was a few degrees higher, you would have died instantly."

Shit. Fate was playing a cruel joke with me, a few degrees and I would have had my life ended. Mission accomplished.

"Yes, I'm awake."

"You don't sound like that's a good thing, honey." My mother sounded worried. She had every right to be.

"It's not." She gasped at my response.

"Were you deliberately trying to kill yourself?" Charlie boomed at me.

"Yes. I was." I said through clenched teeth.

"That's it. You're getting help. We tried to let you deal with it, even after the first time when we told you that you should seek help. You are getting help, this time." Charlie was going to force me into a crazy house, I knew it.

"That shit only works if you go along with the treatments." I growled.

"Don't you want to get better?

"Do I even want to live?" I snapped back. They didn't understand. The doctor came through the door at the last part of the sentence. I felt my heart stop and restart as I realized that I, for a second, expected Dr. C. Cullen.

"I don't want this quack. I want Dr. Cullen!"

"I'm sorry, Ms. Swan. We don't have any records that a Dr. Cullen even exists."

I screamed and the new doctor pulled my parents out of the room, speaking in small whispers so I didn't hear.

"I'm not going anywhere! Just let me die!!" I screeched and screeched until my voice went hoarse and I fell asleep from exhaustion.

I woke up from my exhaustion forced sleep with a sore throat. I tried to move my hands and found that they were strapped to the bed with thick strips. My legs, arms and feet were strapped to the bed.

"Let me go!"

"She's awake already." My mother seemed so whisper.

"Bella, honey?" my dad's voice was careful.

"What." My tone was cold and hateful.

"Bella, you're really sick. The doctors are going to try to make you feel better, you have to trust them."

"I'm not sick, I'm hurt."

"Do you want to talk about it?

"NO I DON'T WANT TO TALK ABOUT IT! JUST LEAVE ME ALONE!" I screamed at them, closing my eyes.

When I opened my eyes again, I saw Edward standing in between my parents, who were leaning over me at the end of the bed.

"Mom! Get him away from me!" I screeched.

My mother turned around quickly, panicked. "Bella, get who away from you? There's no one there!"

"Yes there is! He's standing right there!" and he was, he was grinning evilly at me.

"Who is, Bella?"

"EDWARD!" I screeched. I struggled, futilely, against my straps to get away from him. He took a slow step forward.

"NOOOOO!!!" my parents' covered their ears from my carnal scream.

"Get him away from me! Mom? Please, help me!" I cried to her in a childish tone. She seemed lost. She looked around the room for the intruder that frightened me, and no one was there. She came up to me and hugged me closely.

"It's ok, baby. No one is going to get you, you're safe." She cooed to me until I calmed down. I hadn't noticed the doctor leave, but I did notice him re-enter with another, female doctor.

"Bella Swan?" the female cooed gently. I kept my face hugged to my mom, but nodded slightly.

"It's ok, Bella. I want to take you someplace where you will be safe from everyone, ok?" I nodded my head, not noticing that I did.

"I'll never be safe. They will find me anywhere." I whispered.

"Is it more than one?"

"mmm." I said, affirmative. The two women helped me out of the restraints that remained and led me out of the hospital. A nurse looked up at me with gentle and sympathetic eyes.

They took me in a car to a modern, shiny building in Seattle. When we walked into the lobby, a group of females entered through the doors beside the desk to help out the doctor.

"Do you trust me, Bella?" I looked up at her, and stared innocently into her eyes. After I judged her trustworthy, I nodded my head yes.

"I can take it from here, Charlie, Renee." The doctor told my parents informally. The doctor led me through the hallways and into a good sized room in the back of the hospital.

"Bella, this is your new room for a while. You are safe here, nobody can get you. It's quiet and doesn't have windows, so you don't have to worry about anybody coming for you through the windows. Just call me if you need anything, alright? You are free to do whatever you please, but a nurse has to accompany you if it's something out of this room, ok?"

"Ok. Thank you. How do you know that someone's not going to get me in here?"

"Because we keep a close eye on you and no body can get in unless we let them." The woman got up and headed for the door.

"Bella? Another doctor will be here in a couple hours to help you find out the reasons for the problems, ok?" and she left me in the room, all alone. I looked around the medium sized room, not deciding any personal opinions. The walls and the bed were all white, and it looked very sterile.

I didn't feel safe, contrary to what the doctor had told me. It felt like someone was watching me, and waiting for something. I saw a shadow move from the corner of darkness diagonal from me. A shadow stepped forward again, and I reached up to the light switch in horror. They couldn't find me here!!! I flipped on the light and Edward looked back at me. His hair was in disarray and his eyes were crimson red, staring back at me with hate and hunger.

"Screech!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, hoping that someone would hear me and help me. He took a step closer; I reached for the telephone that sat beside the bed.

"Help me! He's going to get me!"

"Calm down, dear. Who's going to get you?"

"HELP ME!" I heard fast footsteps running down the hall towards my room. Someone unlocked the door and saw me cuddled up into a tiny ball and the head of my bed in the corner, rocking back and forth with the telephone in my hand. I was sobbing and hyperventilating.

The women came up to me and put the telephone back on its hook.

"He came here to get me. He almost had me!" I chanted. A woman hugged me and rubbed my back to calm me down.

"Shhh, it's alright. Shhh."

A male doctor entered my room and had the nurses escort me to a large office. It closely resembled Carlisle's office in forks.

"Bella, are you alright?"

"What do you mean?"

"You said that someone was going to get you."

"Yes."

"Do you want to tell me?"

"No."

"You don't know how or you really don't want to."

"I don't want to."

"Ok, Bella. I'm going to give you some medication to help you deal with the feelings that you feel. If you take them, you'll feel better in no time, alright?"

"Ok."

"The nurses will take you to a place that you can talk and socialize with others now."

The radio was on and I was in another room filled with strangers. Christmas music flooded into the large room as people of all ages and types worked industrially putting up a Christmas Tree.

Santa Clause is coming to town.

He sees you when you're sleeping,

He knows when you're awake,

He knows if you've been bad or good

So be good for goodness sakes…

Oh, you'd better watch out,

You'd better not cry,

You'd better be good I'm telling you why…

Santa Clause is coming to town.

I screamed. Santa Clause, the jolly man who gave me presents at Christmas time was gonna find me and get me. He knew where I was, and that I am susceptible at this point.

"He's gonna get me! They both are going to get me!" the nurses restrained me, with difficulty, and another nurse came and stuck me with a needle. I looked at the door and the room I was in, out of the corner of my eyes I saw a fat man in a red suit. I turned my head to the fat man. He stared right at me and winked, glaring at me the entire time. Edward came through the door and stood next to the man, flashing me his teeth. The way he did it seemed threatening. Nothing like what I used to see from Edward. I screamed again and passed out. The people around me stood back, in fear, some even looking around the room to find the intruders.

Santa Clause and Edward were conspiring to get me. I had no idea what they were going to do with me when they had me, but a feeling in my gut told me that it wasn't going to be good.

I opened my eyes to see doctors and nurses hovering around me. I shut them again in haste, remembering my invisible stalkers.

"This girl's got a strong case of paranoia and schizophrenia." One of the nurses muttered.

"She's got more than that! The poor girl was just recovering from a suicide attempt when the doctor found out about the paranoia." Another nurse responded back. I didn't want to open my eyes in case I found them staring at me again, it really frightened me. I couldn't run, and I couldn't stop them.

"Her dosage needs to be increased dramatically." The doctor stated, sounding sad. "She's so pretty and intelligent, it's such a shame."

"Bella…" Edward's velvet voice whispered in my ear. There's no way that he is here and right beside me.

"You can't hide from me, Bella. I'm gonna get you!" he whispered, directly into my face. I screamed and opened my eyes. He was right there, staring me in the face. His teeth were bared, threatening me like a nightmare. I screamed again.

"Bella's awake." The doctor said in a sarcastic tone. He sauntered over to me. Had he any idea how much danger I was in?

I held my arms to my sides and rocked. As I rocked, I noticed that I was in my room again, sitting up on my bed.

"She's gonna need some solitary isolation to calm down for a while. Look at her hands! They're bruising her ribs, and her nails are cutting into her palms, making them bleed. Bring me a straight-jacket to restrain her so she won't kill herself while in there!" a nurse ran out of the room, fulfilling the doctor's request. I felt myself being dragged out of the room, Edward glaring at me as the people took me out of his reach.

"You can't hide with them forever." He hissed at me and disappeared out of sight as I rounded the corner, in tow.