I tried my best to rush it out. Quite short but uh-huh, quite busy, what with school work and all. zzz.

I won't be able to update frequently 'cus school is starting in weeks and I haven't even started on school work. Gonna try my best. (:

Do review:D

DISCLAIMER: i don't own twilight :(

Bella's POV

"Edward," I mumbled. I had no idea where that came from. I was trying hard to remember the past, despite the throbbing pain in my head and then suddenly, the name came to my mind. There was something familiar about it but I don't know what.

"Edward," I murmured again. Who was that?

Jacob barged into the ward, interrupting my thoughts. Just as well. I could ask him.

"Jacob?"

"Yes, Bella?" He sounded wary or maybe scared. I wasn't sure.

"Who's Edward?" He froze for a moment and then looked like he was thinking about something.

"You don't want to know," he said seriously.

"I do, Jacob, tell me!" I didn't like this. Was it so bad?

"Um.." he paused as he turned to look at me in the eyes. "Your ex-boyfriend"

I signaled for him to go on.

"You two couldn't get along so you two broke up and...he went crazy..literally and you felt very bad, thinking it was your fault and all. The thing was that there was already something wrong with his brain in the first place. A total nut and he stinks too. Unbearable." he looked like he was enjoying himself.

"Oh. So where's he now?"

"Um.. In some mental hospital somewhere?" he grinned.

"What happened next then?"

"You fell in love with me," he smiled as he leaned down to kiss me on my cheek.

I blushed furiously and tried to change the subject. "Where's my bread?"

He looked down at the floor for a moment. "They ran out of bread. Only sandwiches"

I raised one eyebrow. "Sandwich?" I held out my hand carefully. The tubes. Ugh.

"They look unappetizing. You know, those with eggs and tuna and veggies mashed together? Gross." He made a face.

"Eew," I agreed. He smiled.

"Tell me more about myself," I yawned.

"You're sleepy, Bells. I'll tell you next time," he patted me on my forehead.

"Don't leave me," I murmured as my eyelids drooped.

"I won't-" he started to say but I didn't hear the rest.

***

"I want to go out," I insisted.

"I'll help." Jacob was oh-so-protective.

"I want to wash my hands," I started.

"I'll help"

"I want to go to the washroom"

"I'll help"

"I want to bathe, Jacob."

"I'll help"

I glared at him. He must have realized what he was saying. He was actually grinning.

"No you don't. Let me go by myself or I am dumping you." I threatened teasingly.

He pretended to think for a moment and then he spoke,"'Kay but if you fall into the toilet bowl, remember to scream for help"

I rolled my eyes. "Thanks so much. Stay here and think of what to tell me about my life later"

He helped me up as he chuckled but looked worried. I wasn't very fit but I could walk -although not too steadily.

***

After I got out of the washroom, I saw several nurses talking about someone.

"That guy is hot!"

"Oh my, do you think I should go talk to him? He looks pretty cold."

"Really? I don't think so-"

Who was it? I turned to see where they were looking at. I wasn't sure. I could only see his back view. A man with a slender and muscular body, with bronze hair, wearing a tan sweater and jeans. There was something familiar about him.

"Excuse me,"I called out

He stiffened but ignored me like he had not heard me.

"The guy with the bronze hair, wait!" He stopped and then turned to face me, his expression wary.

He was pale, with high cheekbones, strong jawline, a straight nose and full lips. Definitely gorgeous.

I tottered over to him.

"Yes? What can I do for you?" Velvet voice. Beautiful.

"The angel," I mumbled.

"Do you know me?" I asked, uncertain.

"Look, lady, this is my first time meeting you. If you are trying to pick me up-"

"I know you," I gasped. He was really the angel from my dream.

He froze and then smiled," I am afraid you're mistaken, Bella. You don't know-"

"Bella? How do you know my name?" Suspicious.

"No, I didn't say Bella. I was saying bear rug. " I was about to say something when he spoke again. "Now, if you would excuse me."

He narrowed his eyes and walked away. I caught a glimpse of his expression. A mask of pain, sorrow and anger, all twisted together.

Walking away wasn't the thing. The thing was, he was walking the opposite direction from the direction he was intending to walk in the first place.

Like he was avoiding me.

I just watched the Twilight movie and it was pretty hilarious. But kind of disappointed about Robert Pattison in the sunlight. I thought they would use glitter or something. But they used sweat. Or was it sweat? Not really sure, but sure, it shone a bit. But I still think the movie was pretty good. :D they've got some pretty good actors there.