HEY! Yeah, so this is the chapter with the party. Sorry to those who really wanted the party scene last chapter. Soooo, yeah. I like really long reviews and lots of them. So please make my wish come true, and I'll make yours come true as well. Enjoy the chapter.

~EPOV~ The car crash

After finally pulling myself away from Bella's house, I went home, changed quickly and got ready to drive everyone to school. I had been out for a fairly long time and the second I had walked into the house I was being questioned. I just shrugged, refusing to answer. They seemed to back off after that, but they were probably waiting for a better time.

I hopped in the car and waited anxiously for the rest of my family to join me. Jasper was the first to join me

He looked at me suspiciously. 'You're a little anxious.'

I ignored him and started up the Volvo as they all got in. The drive there was short and didn't give me a long time to think which in a way was a good thing. It was true that I was a little anxious, and I didn't know why.

The second I pulled into the parking lot, I started looking for her. Alice noticed this and I heard her satisfaction. Why did she want me to talk to Bella so badly? It's not like it's going to matter much after I start a conversation with her, the second she hears my voice, nothing is going to be the same.

I parked and got out of the car, the rest of my family right behind me. They were looking at me weird, but I was used to it by now. Everyone started to walk in except for me and Alice.

"Edward, you're going to have to talk to her sometime."

"No Alice, Bella's too innocent to be put under that kind of trance." I said. Alice just looked at me disapprovingly. I heard a loud engine roar into the parking lot, and knew that Bella was here.

'The first real sentence he says in weeks and it has to be pessimistic.' Alice thought, calling my attention back to her; and just before she could say something else, she went into a vision. It was a quick vision, but important none the less.

It was of a large van rolling into the parking lot and heading straight for Bella's red truck, the only real problem, Bella was in the way. Before I could even see what the rest of the vision was, I heard the van screech in and I turned around. Bella was looking at her tires. Didn't she hear the screeching van?

I didn't even think before I was sprinting across the lot towards her. I jumped and pushed her out of the way, her body felt so fragile, I tried to turn to make sure that she didn't hit her head on the ground, but it was too late. I heard the crack of her skull against cement. But before I had time to worry about that, I noticed the van coming at us again. This girl was seriously like a danger magnet. I threw my hand out and stopped the van from going any further.

I took a few cautious, but calming breaths. Bella wasn't bleeding, thank goodness, but I had heard her head hit the ground hard. I looked down and caught her eyes, she had watched the whole thing. I cursed under my breath. I had to find out what she saw, and more importantly if she was ok.

There was only one way to find out: Talking.

~Bella~ after the car crash

I couldn't believe what had just happened, Edward Cullen had just stopped a car from hitting me. I looked up to meet his gaze, and took note of how his eyes were different. Instead of onyx black they were a bright topaz color. What was with him?

I noticed that he looked like he was deliberating about something. Like he was making a very tough decision. I was actually surprised how calm I was. I should be freaking out right now. My eyes widened when he opened his mouth to speak.

"Are you ok?" He asked. He just spoke to me. Edward Cullen; the person who is most know for his being silent, just spoke to me. I couldn't hide my blush in time.

"Um, yeah." Was my brilliant reply. A shocked look crossed his face. He seemed at a loss for words. I started to sit up when I felt his cold push me back down gently, but firmly. I looked up at him to make sure I didn't miss what he might say.

" Stay down. You hit your head pretty hard." He said. I noticed that he seemed to be forcing the words out of his mouth.

I sat up anyways and felt a sharp pain in the back of my head. My hand immediately flew there and I felt a bump. Great. I let my eyes wander to the dent that was in the van. It was in the perfect shape of a hand print. How did he do that? Did he really just save my life, then talk to me? I had so many questions, but before I could ask any of them, I was being carried over to an ambulance.

~EPOV~ At the hospital

I walked into the hospital in a sort of daze. I had almost witnessed this amazing angel's death. But then again, I was the one who saved her. I hardly even noticed her scent before now. I had so many questions, and I'm sure she did too. But I was mostly confused about how she responded to my voice, or I should say lack of. I had talked to her twice and both times she hadn't responded in any other way than answering. She didn't go into a daze like all my other innocent victims, she acted as if I was just talking. This added to the fact that I couldn't hear her thoughts and her blood was strongest to me made me frustratingly furious. There was only one thing to do at a time like this… talk to Carlisle and I hoped that today was not one of his vacation days.

As soon as the ambulance parked, I got out and started walking to the hospital at human pace, but I stopped short when I heard Bella's voice telling the workers that she was perfectly fine. I believed her of course, but I wanted to absolutely sure. I hid behind a car in the parking lot and watched as they put her on a stretcher and carried her in. As they proceeded in wheeling her up to a room, I silently followed, watching what they were doing, just in case I needed to know for future Bella moments. I froze when I thought that.

Was I going to be there for future Bella moments? No, I couldn't. Bella was human and the second I found out why she is so intriguing to me, I will treat her how I treat the rest of them, with silence.

I still felt like I needed to talk to Carlisle an I was a little nervous because I hadn't had a one-on-one talk with him in a while. While I watched Bella being wheeled into a room, I went off to Carlisle's office. I was lucky that he wasn't busy at the moment. He was reading some files about a few patients. He called for me to come in before I even had the chance to knock on the door.

'I wonder what he needs. I hope he's not in any trouble.' He thought. Ah, Carlisle. Always thinking so highly of me. "What do you need son?" He asked putting the files down and focusing on me.

"Carlisle, I need some…advice." I wasn't sure what else to call it. Help wouldn't work, neither would information.

"About what?" He asked, sitting forward in his seat. It wasn't often that I came to him for something.

"I'm sure you've heard of the new girl?" I asked.

"Yes Bella. Chief Swan's daughter. Smart girl."

That confused me. "How do you know Bella?" I asked.

"Her father came by yesterday. We talked a bit about her." 'I wonder if he knows…'

"If I know what?"

"Charlie had said something about Bella having a condition, but she didn't want him telling anybody. Do you possibly know what it is?"

A condition? Could it have something to do with the reason she's always daydreaming or falling over everything? "No, I haven't heard anything about her condition."

He nodded and continued on with the conversation. "So, you wanted to talk to me about her?"

"Yes, um…" How did I start this conversation. I was extremely uncomfortable talking out loud, so I whispered. "Earlier this week, when Bella first walked by me, I… kind of lost it. Alice had to hold me down from exposing us. Her blood had smelled better than any other."

"Had smelled?" He asked.

"Still smells better, but I can handle it easier. In fact, I hardly ever notice its call to me anymore. But what really intrigued me that day was the fact that I couldn't hear her thoughts."

"You can't hear her thoughts?" He asked, surprised. I shook my head.

"Their completely silent to me, but that's not the only reason I came to you. She makes something in me… I can't explain it; but something in me makes me want to get to know her. I'm curious about her and I want to know what she's like. I think it might have something to do with me not hearing her thoughts, but I'm not completely sure…" I finished off uneasily.

I looked up and I saw a smile slowly spread across his face. 'Could he possibly be… no, he couldn't. But what if he is?' He thought.

"What if I am what?" I asked.

"Nothing of importance at the moment. But I might have an explanation for her scent being stronger."

He was keeping something from me, but I decided to let it go. No use arguing with him. "And that is?"

When I was in Volterra, Aro had explained some things, and one of those things was the theory of La Tua Cantante. It means blood singer. Every vampire had one, and only one, but nobody has ever resisted one until now." He gave me a smile. "And I'm not surprised it was you Edward. I always knew you were strong."

I swallowed nervously. "But I'm not. Like I said, Alice had to hold me down." And I'm glad she did. Poor Bella, she was so close to being killed.

Carlisle smiled a little bit bigger. "But if you truly weren't in control, Edward, than nothing would have stopped you." 'I'm proud of you son.'

I sighed. "Thank you Carlisle." I said, accepting his praise. I stood there awkwardly trying to find the right words for my next question.

"There's something else you need, isn't there?" He asked. I nodded sheepishly. "Well, ask away."

"Um, this morning there was a car accident involving Bella… and…me. I kind of sprinted across the lot to push her out of the way and I think she might have seen me stop the car with my bare hands, after she hit her head on the asphalt though." I shakily took a deep breath. "And I was forced to talk to her. Ask her if she was alright."

"Is she…"He was asking if she was hypnotized. Like she should have been.

"That's just it. She didn't react in the usual way. She answered like she would to anyone else, and… I'm…kind of… worried about her." I said. Carlisle smiled again. Why was he smiling, I could have broke Bella's brain, and yet he was smiling!

'I guess I was right.'

"Right about what?" I said, trying to keep the venom out of my voice.

"Nothing you need to know about right now. Is Bella here? Is she hurt?" He said trying to change the topic.

"Yes, she was just wheeled in. She says she's fine, but I'm not completely sure…"

"I'm going to go check on her. Would you like to come?" He asked.

I hesitated before nodding and following him down the hallway. He entered the room Bella was in before I took a deep breath to get used to her scent and followed him.

Bella was sitting on her bed, eyes closed, with a mumbling Tyler on the bed next to hers. She didn't even seem to hear him. Maybe she was asleep?

"Bella?" Carlisle asked, trying to wake her up. She didn't react, and II suddenly felt anxiety fill me. Was she ok? Was she in a coma? Was she dying? I guess Carlisle saw my worried expression.

"She'll be ok Edward. Relax." I didn't relax, but I hid my emotions.

He turned back to Bella and put a hand on her forehead. As soon as they made contact, Bella's eyes flew opened and she jumped. Her heart sputtering before going back to normal.

"Oh, you scared me." She said.

"Sorry Bella, but you didn't react to my voice."

I saw her eyes widen, then a blush fill her cheeks; making more strange feelings fill me up. Carlisle looked at me and smirked before turning back to Bella. What was that about?

"Does anything hurt Bella?"

"Only the place where I hit my head, but it's only a bruise." She said.

"Let's make sure of that before I let you leave."

Bella sat up and I watched as Carlisle felt around her head. He found one spot before she winced. He let Bella loose and wrote something on a paper.

"You're right. Only a bruise."

I felt my tense body loosen up in relief. She was fine, but had she seen anything?

"I'll be right back. Edward, would you watch her. I need to take Mr. Crowley here to get an x-ray." I nodded and sat down in a plastic seat in the back of the room. As soon as Carlisle left with Tyler, Bella turned to me.

"How did you stop that van?"

Yes, she had seen it.

"What are you talking about? I was standing right next to you when the van started coming in. I did what any person would do and quickly pushed you out of the way." I said, and yet, she still did not react to my voice in the way I expected.

"No, you put your arms out and stopped the van. I saw that and I saw the dent."

I had to come up with something and fast. "Yes, I did stop the van. But it was from an adrenaline rush." I said, silently pleading that she would just accept it.

She looked at me suspiciously for a few seconds, and then seemed to accept it.

"Alright. That makes sense." I knew she didn't believe me, but as long as she didn't tell anybody, I was fine with it and I wouldn't argue about with her.

I focused back on her and her eyes seemed to penetrate deep into me. Like she could hear my thoughts, which wouldn't be fair since I couldn't read hers. I turned away and faced to the window.

"So, while we have time to burn, why don't you tell me why you moved here?" I asked. She didn't answer.

I looked back at her and she was looking at me expectedly. "Are you going to answer?" I asked.

Her eyes widened. "What did you ask?" She said just a bit too loudly. Was she ok?

"I asked why you moved to Forks?"

She nodded. "My mom got remarried, and she wanted to spend some time with him, so I decided to send myself out here to live with Charlie. It's a little bit different, but I'm used to change."

What did that mean? I found myself curious as to what she meant. I had to find out what she was talking about. "Used to change? As in you move around a lot?"

"Not quite. I mean, I've been through some pretty traumatic situations in my life. It wouldn't make sense if they stopped now."

Still not an answer I was looking for. "Traumatic how?" I asked. She seemed to debate something.

"A few years ago, I got in a giant accident. Let's just say that my life has ever been the same, and probably never will be." She said sadly. I wanted to know more, but I was afraid if I asked too many questions, then I would end up running her of, and I honestly didn't want to run her off.

"I'm sorry, but I'm sure whatever it is will get better."

"I doubt that." She said.

Just then, I heard the thoughts of my father and Tyler coming back down the hall. "I might have to go in a minute. I'll see you at school?" I asked hopefully. I was turning into a sap. Why did she have this affect on me?

"Yeah, see you then." She replied. I smiled a non-forced smile at her and left the room to go home. I didn't feel like dealing with all the curious students.

Hey guys, I tried to write the party in this chapter, but it just seemed to take too long. It will be in the next chapter! I promise. If not, then I will give up story writing for a year. =( and that would be extremely hard for me. I hope you like the chapter and I want to apologize to my outfit designer IWillColorYouBritish for not keeping in touch in like forever. I feel extremely guilty for neglecting you. Please review!