For the rest of the week Edward was absent. I couldn;t help but think it was because of me. It wasn't until Monday until he finally showed up. However I wish he hadn't.

I was getting out of my truck, with my headphones on, since the radio was crappy. I turned around and saw him staring at me with a concentrated look on his face. He was back. Edward Cullen was back.
He was across the lot, just staring at me, but I don't know why. He stared for a while. Probably for a reason, but what was it. I couldn't bring myself to look away. Like I was locked there unable to move my eyes or head. When he finally looked away, I turned away. Good idea.

I heard screeches and turned around quickly. That's when I saw the car. Tyler's car. And it was hurling towards me. I knew I had enough time to get out of the way. That was clear. But I just stood there. Great idea.

I waited for the impact. The impact that would be too forceful to keep me alive. I just waited and waited and waited and waited. This was it. What I've been waiting for. My one chance to see him again, that is if he wanted to see me.

I was excited. I was gonna die. Finally. This is what I get for being a murderer. I get death.

Then it happened. Two cold arms surrounded me. Was this person an idiot? Whoever it was didn't deserve to die because of me. I was a murderer. This was my freedom.

I heard a huge bang and when I looked up I saw the impossible. My freedom got locked up again.

Tylers car was about a foot away from me. It was still, and it wasn;t moving anymore. I was So close.

I didn't miss the pale white hand that fit so perfectly in the new dent in Tyler's car. When I looked up to the creature who the hand belonged to I was shocked.

It was Edward. Why would he save me? He hated me. He made that clear the week before. But when I looked into his eyes I saw... relief? Why was he relieved? Was it that I was alive or he was. Probably him.

He wouldn't be relieved that someone like me was alive. If anything he'd be furious. Then again he doesn't know what happened back in Phoenix. But God does. And this was his way of getting me back. Teasing me with death then giving me unwanted life. Keeping me away from love and happiness. Only giving me despair. Like showing a dog a big huge juicy steak and telling him it's his. Then you pull it away and give him the icky dog food, he never wanted.

Everything happened so fast. People were yelling that they bcalled an ambulance. They were asking if I was okay. No. No I'm not okay. I'm still alive. Before I knew it I was in the hospital. I was getting examined like a lab rat for invisible cuts and bruises. What didn't they get when I said I was fine?

Just then a beautiful creature came in. He had blonde hair and a perfect face. It was hard to miss the impossibly pale skin. He walked up to me holding a clip board.

"Isabella Swan." He said.

"Bella." I corrected.

"Well then Bella. You seem to be fine, with no breaks or cuts. So your free to go. Just have your father sign the sign out sheet for you at the front desk." He said. I was still unknown to who he was. But that didn't matter I was free. Free to go back to my jail cell I call Forks.

However I wasn't doing this until I got my answers and there was only one person I could get them from. Edward. My freedom killer.

I found him talking to the beautiful doctor, probably Dr. Cullen since he seems comfortable with him, and Rosalie. I decided to hide behind the wall hoping they wouldn't see or hear me. I managed to listen in to their conversation.

"What was I supposed to do? Just let her die?" Edward asked. I'll give you that answer. Yes. Yes you were.

"You don't get it. What if she saw you? If she realizes that you just ran across the lot in a matter of seconds? Then what huh? She could find out, and we'd be dead. No telling what Aro would do if he found we let a-" Rosalie was cut off by Dr. Cullen.

"Rosalie. That's enough. Edward knows what happened, and the consequences of his actions." Dr. Cullen said.

"But Carlisle-" Roaslie started.

"Rosalie." He cut her off again, and I could hear her walking away.

"Now Edward I-" He stopped. Just stopped. I looked around the corner, and saw them staring at me. I came out of hiding and asked what I wanted to.

"Can I talk to you?" I asked Edward. Carlisle walked away, and Edward came toward me. I was furious. I was about to lose it.

"How could you save me?" I asked through gritted teeth.

"I was standing right next to you Bella." He answered.

"That wasn;t my question. I know what how you saved me. You ran across the lot at inhuman speed, and somehow stopped Tyler's van from crushing me. With. Your. Hands. What I asked was Why. Why did you save me?" I aksed fiercely.

"Did you not want to be saved?" I stared at him blankly. If I answered "No" then he'd think I'm crazy and suicidal. If I answered yes then he wouldn't tell me. It's a lose-lose situation. I'm not letting him win.

"You haven't even said thank you." He said.

"Why would I?"

"Because I saved your life."

"That doesn't exactly help me. Why would I say thank you to you?" If H ehonestly thought those words were gonna come out of my mouth then he needs to go to the mental part of this hospital and check himself in.

"I don't know what you problem is-"

"You." I answered his statement simply.

"But whatever it is you need to fix it." He continued as if I hadn't said anything.

"I'm perfectly fine the way I am. Thank you very much."

"Oh so you can say thank you. Well your welcome." He said with a smirk. I was getting agravated now.

"Since you obviously don't want to tell me why you saved me, would you mind telling me how?" I asked,

"Well it seems your imagination figured that one out." He said laughing.

"What? So now you think I'm crazy? I know what I saw." I yelled.

"And what was that? That I somehow in fairytale land pushed the car, that was probably going at leat 25 miles per hour, away from you. Oh, and on top of all that, I also ran across the parking lot within a matter of seconds?" He said.

"No need to repeat what I just said, and what Rosalie just said to you. Why was she so upset anyway? Are you hiding something?" Obviously he is I just wanted to hear him say it. However I didn't get that lucky.

"Are you? You looked like you were just waiting for the car to hit you like it would give you joy. Are you suicidal or something? You had enough time to get out of the way, why'd you just stand there?" He yelled.

"Why'd you save me? You could have let me die. That would save you the breaths you need for this conversation. If I looked like I wanted to die, then why'd you save me?" I knew I was giving away the fact that I wanted to die, but it was all for good cause.

"Why'd I save you-"

"That's what I asked wasn't it?" I cut him off.

"I saved you because I thought it be nice. I figured I'd get some gratefulness from you!" We were getting louder now.

"Well that's not what you're getting is it? From the girl who apparently wanted to die a painful death." I tried to act like he was being ridiculous, but it was really the cold hard truth.

"That's what you looked like. I risked my family's secret" Ding Ding Ding we have a winner! "to save you and I don't even get a thank you? What's wrong with your additude!" He said. Probably not realizing everything he revealed to me.

"Oh okay. Thank you then." I started to walk away.

"What are you bipolar too? You were just screaming your head off about how there's no reason to thank me, and then you just do?" Haha he's an idiot isn't he?

"Oh I didn't thank you for saving my life, I'd never thank you for that. I was thanking you for something else." I said in a smug tone.

"And what is that?" He looked really confused which made me laugh.

"When I know you'll know." Then I walked away, and he let me.