It was daybreak. The sun's rays slowly inched upward into the sky, only to be covered in a thick mass of clouds.

I knew it was almost time to go; the doctors and nurses were about to arrive at the hospital soon. I had to keep these visits inconspicuous; otherwise they might ban me from visiting.

Bella was still sleeping. Her body never moved in my arms. It suddenly struck me odd that her body was icy and colder than normal. I slowly slid her off my arms, making sure that I wouldn't wake her, and covered her with a blanket.

Then I gave her I slight kiss on the cheek, and left with Alice, just as Mrs. Vorbeck came in to check on the patients.

While running, I was suddenly extremely weary. Then I felt a pain in my chest. I clutched at it, realizing that it was my heart. My heart was weeping for Bella, and my Bella was weeping for me. It was funny how things would ironically work out like that.

But it wasn't funny; my Bella was sick, very sick. And it was all because of me. The worse thing of all is, everyone seemed to have given up on her. I felt a spark of anger as I remembered Mrs. Vorbeck's hesitant expression when I asked her if Bella would get better.

Edward, stop blaming yourself. It wasn't your fault…entirely.

Alice was looking at me with sympathy. I felt a spasm of pain when I heard the last word of her statement.

The word echoed in my head. Entirely…entirely…entirely…

She was right. It was my fault, and also not my fault. Not that it helped the situation any more.

We were nearing the house now. I saw Carlisle on the porch, scanning the area nervously. I felt a tinge of guilt for worrying Carlisle like that, but it didn't stay against my guilt.

"Edward, Alice!" Carlisle's face relaxed with relief.

"We're sorry for worrying you, Carlisle." Alice said.

I looked down at my hands. I felt Carlisle's perceptive eyes search my face.

"Edward, what happened?"

My eyes slowly rose upward and rested upon Carlisle's face.

"Carlisle, did you know about…Bella?" My heart lurched painfully in my chest and I clutched it tighter.

Carlisle's face suddenly filled with grief and sympathy. He slowly walked to my side and put his hands on my shoulders.

"If anyone can get through her it'll be you, my son. I believe in you, Edward."

I felt a sudden fury. Why was everyone looking at me like that? Why was everyone depending on me to help Bella? What if I couldn't do it? What if Bella was doomed?

Then I felt even guiltier for thinking those thoughts. How can I possibly think thoughts like that? How will Bella ever get better if the one person who believes she can get better starts to have doubts?

Alice smiled at Carlisle, oblivious to my tension.

"Of course Edward can do it. We believe in him." Then she flashed a brilliant smile in my direction.

I didn't return it. This was no time to smile.

"We're just going to visit Bella again, do you mind if we bring Jasper?" I knew my voice sounded cold and hard.

Carlisle nodded and Alice whizzed inside to get Jasper. I felt Carlisle's eyes on my face again, but I didn't look into his eyes.

"You knew." It wasn't a question, but a statement. My voice sounded flat.

Carlisle sighed. "Edward, I'm sorry, but I just found out also. Dr. Gerandy told me when we were discussing about the patients."

He said there wasn't much hope for her.

The hole in my heart ripped open, but nothing leaked out. It was just pure pain. I gripped my chest, my face twisted into an expression of pain.

Carlisle looked concerned. "Edward! What happened?"

I struggled to keep my expression under control, but I knew I didn't fool Carlisle.

"There's no hope, huh?" My voice wavered from the pain that was cutting into my heart.

Carlisle's eyes widened. "No Edward, that's just what he said, but he could be wrong. You know that you're the only person who can get through Bella…Edward?"

I could tell he was confused at my expression, which was transforming into one of fury. Why was everyone giving up on Bella?

Just then Alice and Jasper came out of the house. Jasper's face looked calm, but I saw the internal struggle he was going through.

The hospital, the scent of blood will be stronger. Will I be able to handle it?

Alice smiled at Jasper reassuringly. Just then the turmoil stopped. I knew that Jasper would do anything for Alice.

Well, shall we? Alice thought out to me. My face was stony cold and still blazing with fury, but I nodded.

Then we ran, literally disappearing from sight to the naked eye, and headed toward the hospital.

I was anxious to leave Bella for any amount of time, so ran faster than the others. I saw Alice and Carlisle look at me with worry, but I ignored their expressions. Their concern was unnecessary, it was not I who needed their worry but Bella.

At last the trees cleared and the hospital was visible. We slowed down to a walk, and entered through the doors. I felt Jasper tense next to me.

Alice placed a reassuring hand on Jasper's shoulder, but Jasper still tensed. I saw the thirst in his eyes; maybe this wasn't such a good idea after all.

We passed several nurses who all gawked at us. Jasper was still salivating; he could almost taste the blood. I knew that he could lose control any minute now.

I gently nudged Jasper out of his reverie, his head snapped up, temporarily losing some of his bloodlust.

His head bowed down again in shame. "Sorry." He murmured.

Alice tightened her grip on Jasper's hand just in case.

We were near Bella's room again; my walk was quickly lost in a run. I wanted to be by Bella's side again, to stroke her cheek and protect her from the abyss of her sickness, even though I couldn't do that.

I entered the room first, and was quickly followed by Alice. Jasper hesitated, then slowly stepped into the room. Suddenly he collapsed.

Alice was panicking, "Jasper! Jasper! What's the matter?! What's wrong?!"

Jasper clutched his head and he moaned in pain, but he didn't say anything.

I stared at Jasper in fear; what could possibly be happening?

The pain! The pain is cutting into my skin!

My eyes widened in shock. What pain? What pain is Jasper talking about?

Alice's face was fearful. "Jasper! Jasper! Please tell me what's wrong! Jasper!"

Jasper slowly stopped clutching his head, and his face inched into a calm face, but the pain was still in his eyes. Then he slowly stood up and looked me in the eyes.

"There's no hope Edward, I'm sorry." He said.

I didn't grasp what he meant, until his eyes traveled to Bella's still figure. My eyes narrowed in anger.

"What are you saying?" I said through clenched teeth, even though I already knew. I felt my temper getting the better of me, why was everyone giving up on Bella so fast?

Jasper replied in his calm voice, "I'm saying there's no hope for Bella, Edward. Give up, or you will be hurt even more. I'm sorry."

Alice looked at Jasper with worry. "Jasper, why would you think that? You didn't even see Bella yet!"

Jasper spoke to Alice, but kept his eyes on me. "The reason I was kneeling over in pain before was because I was feeling what Bella is feeling now. Her emotions are completely out of control, and in thus her illness will never go away. There is no hope that she will ever stop the pain she is feeling when she believes that you truly have left her, so there is no hope that she will ever get better."

That was it; my fury grew into a boiling point. I lunged at Jasper. How dare he say that? How dare everyone say that?

In a spilt second Alice came between the two of us, her eyes were wide and furious.

"Edward, stop it! You know that Jasper means no harm!"

I halted to a stop in front of Alice, my eyes still blazing with anger. Jasper merely stood there, and immediately the atmosphere grew calm.

I struggled against the lethargic fog that was settling in my mind. I didn't want to calm down. I wanted to rip out Jasper's throat for saying that; I wanted to rip out the throat of the next person who gives up on Bella. Why was everyone treating her like a hopeless cause?

Jasper looked at me with one last sympathetic look, then he swiftly walked out the door. I didn't relax my tensed stance, and my fury was still boiling on the surface.

Alice shot me a despaired look, then ran off to follow Jasper, leaving me alone.

At once my anger disappeared and was replaced with doubts. What if Jasper was right? What if there is no hope for Bella? I turned my head in the direction of Bella's bed; she was staring out the window again, as if nothing had happened. The other patient was gone.

I slowly walked over to Bella's side, and put my hand over hers. I looked into her eyes; they were dead and flat again, but then I saw something else. I saw the pain that was buried deep in her dull brown eyes.

I closed me eyes, and opened them again. The pain was still in her eyes, and it was more prominent.

Then I followed her gaze and looked out the window at the exact spot where she was looking, searching.

While we looked one alike as we looked out the window, we were searching for different things. Bella was searching for me, while I was searching for hope.

Hope that Bella would get better, hope that Jasper was wrong, but his words still echoed in my mind.

There is no hope that she will ever stop the pain she is feeling when she believes that you truly have left her, so there is no hope that she will ever get better. No hope…no hope…