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That Transformers 2 line was: "Okay, listen to my voice. I love you and I need you. Please… Please come back to me, Bells(Sam), please. I love you,"


Previously on A Trip To The Stars…

"She loves me, too?"

"She'd be crazy not to, but yes she does. She is completely head over heels for you, Edward. You're a lucky man. I'll leave you two alone." He smiled at Bella before he left. "Rest!" he called out the door. I looked after him, confused until I heard a weak chuckle right next to me. My head snapped down, my green eyes meeting deep, milk chocolate brown ones.

Chapter 7

BPOV

I felt as if I was drowning in dark waters, just floating near the surface. I couldn't resurface or sink any deeper. A decision had to be made. Soon.

I could give up on my life; finally have the release I've been waiting for since I was nine. I could sink.

Or, I could find a way to survive. I could fight. I could make my friends believe me, I could tell them about Charlie, and about everything he does to me. I could break the surface.

Which one should I choose?

I could choose the easy one, sinking, or I could the hard one, resurfacing.

Personally, I think I fought in my life hard enough. My friends are pissed at me, my father hates me, and he makes the effort of showing it to me. Worse of all, Edward hates me. Everything else I could live with, but having my best friend, the man I love, hate me is too much. I could give up so easily and I highly doubt anyone would care.

Just as I was making my choice, I heard the voice of my angel, proving me wrong.

"She's been through hell and back. I'm so surprised that she's still alive. If it was anyone else, they would've died," a man said.

"Yeah, she's a fighter," the angel said, my voice cracking.

"Have you finally realized that you love her? Is that why you're so emotional?" the man asked.

"What do you mean 'finally'?" my angel asked.

"Come on, Edward. It's been obvious for years. Maybe that's why Jessica did what she did, because she could tell too. Your mother has always said that you two were meant for each other, absolutely perfect for each other. A blind man could see that. It's about time you've realized that, because I could tell she loves you, too. And she knew it. She just didn't think that you felt the same way. That's why losing you and everyone else hurt so much."

He loved me?

Just those words made me realize that giving up was wrong. It may be easy, but it will hurt someone important to me, and I couldn't stand that. Hurting my angel, Edward, hurt more than anything Charlie could strike me with. Deciding to live, no matter what I may go through when recovered with Charlie, was worth anything if I got to be with Edward. My decision was made.

I broke through the surface of the black waters and met Carlisle's soft green eyes. I looked around I figured I was in the hospital, what with all the machines and annoying beeping. Next to me, I saw Edward standing next to me, talking to Carlisle.

"She loves me, too?"

"She'd be crazy not to, but yes she does. She is completely head over heels for you, Edward. You're a lucky man. I'll leave you two alone." He smiled at me before he left. "Rest!" he called out the door. I looked after him and chuckled. Suddenly, Edward's head snapped his head towards me, his piercing emerald eyes meeting my muddy brown ones.

EPOV

"Bella…" I said, my voice thick with tears.

"Hey you," she said, her voice hoarse. I quickly poured her a glass of water from the pitcher on her bedside table, put a straw in it, and brought it to her lips. She drank it gratefully, wincing a little bit. Her throat must be sore.

"Thank you," she said, more clearly.

I took a deep breath and tried to steady my shaking hands as I set the glass down next to the pitcher. "So, how are you feeling?"

How are you feeling? Really, Edward? She just had the shit beaten out of her by her own father. How do you think she's feeling?

"I'm fine. A little sore, but fine," she said. I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Okay, I feel like I've been crushed by a semi. I've been better," she said.

"Maybe you should sleep. I can get a nurse or-"

"Edward, what did you mean by 'she love me, too?" she asked.

"You heard that?" I asked, stalling. Did she really love me? Should I tell her that I love her? If she doesn't return the feelings, will our friendship be the same? That's what's most important to me: our friendship. I couldn't bear it if we weren't friends anymore. I needed her like I needed oxygen.

"Edward."

I sighed and sat down in the plastic chair next to her. I took her hand and started playing with her fingers.

"I meant that… I love you, Bella. I'm in love with you. And I couldn't believe someone as perfect as you could love me back. Or don't you?" I asked, instantly worried.

"You love me?"

"Yeah, I do. More than I thought it possible."

"Edward… I love you, too. And how could you think of me as perfect? Did anything that just happened register in that thick head of yours? I'm far from perfect."

"Bell, you survived beatings and things way worse from your father. Even though you kept it all a secret and it appears that you cut yourself, which we need to talk about later, by the way, you survived it. Anyone else and they would've given up, but you endured it. That, plus many other things, makes you perfect to me."

"I only did it a few times. I knew it was wrong, but it was a release, you know? A way of escaping for a few minutes."

It took me a moment to realize that she was talking about the cutting.

"Still, Bells, that's no excuse. You could've killed yourself. Did you really want to?"

"You guys were pissed at me. You wanted nothing to do with me. I couldn't take that. Plus, I had had enough with my dad. I wasn't exactly trying to kill myself, I just needed a way to escape."

"Still, Bella. I could've lost you. I can't live through that. I need you, Bella. You can't leave me like that."

"I'm sorry. I know it doesn't make up for what I've done, but it's true. I'm so, so sorry." A tear rolled down her cheek and I kissed it away.

­"I'd say it's okay, but you and I both know that it's not. I do forgive you, though. I love you."

"I love you, too."

"Now, Miss Swan, you need rest. You shouldn't be stressing about anything now. You need to get better so you can get out of here and I can take you on a date," I said, smiling.

"Edward, where am I going to go when I get out of here? What happened to Charlie? Is he-"

"Hey, hey, relax. You have to calm down. Charlie was gone when we found you. The police are at your house waiting for him to get there. If he doesn't, then they'll find some other way to find him. They suggest that you get a restraining order against him. I'm not sure why or how that will help, but they say that you should. And as for your living arrangements, I believe that you'll be living with me. I'm not positive, though.

"Now that I've answered your questions, you need to sleep. I'll go get my dad." I bent down and kissed her bandaged forehead.

I had a nurse page my dad and a few minutes later, he met me outside Bella's room.

"Okay, Bella. How do you feel? And no lying!" he said.

"I hurt. A lot," she said.

"Okay, then. Let's do something about that. First, though, follow my finger."

He pointed a tiny penlight at Bella's eyes while he moved his finger around in front of her face.

"Everything looks good. Now, let's take care of that pain thing." He stuck her IV with a syringe of pain meds. Moments later, Bella's eyes began to droop.

"That will do," my dad said, watching her eyes. Then, he left the room.

"Edward… don't go," my Bella said, her voice slurring with sleep.

"I won't. I'm right here," I said.

"I love you."

"I love you, too, sweetheart."

I watched as her eyes fluttered closed. Soon, she was in a deep sleep.


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