Chapter 4

EPOV

"Some of us aren't that lucky," the dog said.

How dare he.

I could hear his thoughts. He was happy that he was angering me. He was going to use this opportunity to try and take Bella, I knew it. It wasn't fair.

The image of Bella in his arms came to my mind. My fists tightened as I thought about him loving her the way I loved her. I rose and ran away from the hospital. I had to control myself.

I made my way home as fast as I could. The second I reached the house I shouted as loud as I could.

"ALICE!"

She was downstairs at my side before I could blink. She could see that Bella wouldn't be able to remember her – it hurt her almost as much as it hurt me. I didn't think that was possible.

"Yes, Edward," She said in an unusually gloomy tone.

"Alice, I need your help. You have to go to the hospital. Make her remember. She can't forget me, she just can't." I sank to my knees and began to sob again.

She patted my hair and waited for me to finish.

"I have an idea," My head rose to look at her face, "I have been keeping a photo album of the two of you together. Do you think that if I showed her the pictures of us all together she might remember?"

I nearly smiled at that idea.

"Alice, you are a genius. We need her to try and remember through a real memory! I don't know if it will work but I would eat a nine course dinner of human food to get her to remember me!"

"Edward, this must be real hard for you… I know feel like I'm in hell so I can't imagine what this must be like for the man that's in love with her…"

She trailed of as I began to sob again.

When I was done, she took my hand and led me out to the car. I sat in the front seat and stared at the raindrops as they splashed against the windshield. We drove to the hospital in complete silence. I could hear Alice thinking about what she would say to Bella when she got to her room.

Eventually, we pulled up in the car park and I leapt from the car, slamming the door shut.

Watch the damn car Alice thought menacingly. Even at a time like this she still worried about her Porsche.

We trudged towards the hospital and I showed Alice to Bella's room.

My hand was on the doorknob, ready to push the door open but I hesitated. I couldn't go back in. Not yet. If this didn't work, I wouldn't be able to bear witness.

"I think I'll have to sit this one out, remember she knows nothing of the supernatural Alice," I murmured and I took myself away to Carlisle's office.

BPOV

I could see Edward outside the door. There was someone else with him. They were small with dark hair.

It made me begin to wonder what he had wanted before. Jake refused to tell me then left to go get something. He'd been gone for ages. Charlie had come back in to say goodbye. There had been a traffic accident and he had to attend.

Edward turned away but the other figure opened the door. She was very small and pixie-like. She had short dark hair and it was stuck out in all directions. Her clothes looked brand new and her t-shirt had a large Chanel logo splashed across it. She was carrying a Louis Vuitton folder.

She skipped over to my bedside and beamed. I smiled back. I didn't recognise her but she seemed nice.

Without warning, she pulled me into a tight embrace and began to sob into my shoulder. I patted her on the back and noticed that no tears leaked onto my pyjama top.

"Bella! I'm so glad you're okay!" She wailed in-between sobs.

"Thank you but I'm sorry… I can't remember you," I whispered guiltily, a blush creeping into my cheeks.

Strangely, she didn't seem shocked. I stared at her, puzzled.

"Edward told me you are suffering from memory loss," she said, noticing my expression, "I'm Alice Cullen, his sister. I'm also your best friend."

I nodded. I looked at her face as she realised that I had no recollection of her.

"You don't remember me, do you?" she sighed.

I shook my head stiffly not wanting to say anything in case I offended her.

She looked a little put out for a second but then straightened and turned to me brightly.

"I might be able to help you, Bella."

I gasped in surprise how could anybody help me. I had amnesia!

"You see," she continued seemingly unaware of my shock, "I have been putting together a photo album of us: You, me, Edward and the rest of the Cullens. I was thinking that maybe if you saw it, you would remember us."

I nodded and at that she whipped the Louis Vuitton folder onto the bed. She placed it on my lap and opened the cover.

The first picture was of her and me in a shopping mall. She was beaming and I was making an attempt at smiling. I hated shopping.

She flipped the next page to reveal a photo of me sitting on Edward's lap on a comfy-looking, black, leather sofa. The wall behind us was covered in CDs. Te caption beneath read: The lovely couple in Edward's room.

The next photo was of me lifted up in the air by a large man with curly dark hair. I was screaming playfully, clearly about to hit him and shout "PUT ME DOWN!"

Alice continued to flip the pages to show photos of me and what I guessed to be the rest of her family. It looked like I was so happy. I was sad to say I could remember none of the events.

"Anything?" She said hopefully.

I shook my head and felt a tear fall down my cheek. I wanted to remember, even if it was just for this beautiful stranger.

Alice trapped the tear with her cold finger and took me into her tiny arms. I began to sob, so sad that I could not recall any of those happy days.

"I'm so sorry" I whispered over and over again into her shoulder only to be hushed quietly.

"It's not your fault, Bella," She reassured me.

I knew nothing of Alice but I could tell that we were good friends. The way she spoke to me was that of a sister. I knew that I had once loved her that way when she began to reminisce about fun times we had shared together. We stayed, sat on my bed, for a while. I listened to her chatting away at me and smiled sadly. If there was one thing I wished I could remember it was her.

Eventually, I looked out of the window behind me and saw darkness. Alice noticed this too and checked the clock on my bedside. I did the same and noted that the time was 10 o'clock! She had been here for nearly four hours!

I guessed that since she was Carlisle's daughter normal visiting hours didn't apply to her.

"Jeez! Have you seen the time! You need to sleep – it's good for your head! I promise I'll come back tomorrow and I'll bring some clothes. Frankly, Bella those pyjamas are hideous! Bye!"

She skipped out of the room so gracefully that she could have been dancing. I was alone again. Jake hadn't come back and neither had Edward.

I sighed and turned out my light. I closed my eyes and started to fall asleep, my thoughts filled with photos of forgotten memories and strange faces.